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Thursday, December 31, 2009 2:57 PM

New Year Eve
I sat down, trying to do up my new year resolution for coming 2010 which freaking failed,
because nothing comes into my mind,
or whatever that im about to say,
is gonnna come back with "ARE YOU SURE??"
"DONT LIE" hahaha so forget it for now,
and i can stop cracking my brain for it. HOHO.

YESTERDAY
Training killed our body,mind&soul,
with christmas feast and the stupid rains that had alot of our trgs cancelled,
we all died at training yesterday man.
The new stand in coach showed no mercyyyy hahahaha,
it felt like PT the entire training man,
and now im aching madly.

Last Mambo of 2009. Whoooopieeeee!!!
Mad crowd and fun fillllllled.
But tired maxxx.
So gonna quit partiesss.
HAHAHA okay thats new year resolution 1!


And i like this!
LIFE RUN ITS OWN TRACK
The flashbacks keep coming
Like a train that never stops running
Some things have to be forgotten
And others just remain regrettable
Time cannot be rewinded, so there is no reason to cry
What already happened can never be brought back
It seems as if life runs its own track
Cheeks are eroded by tears,
Confidence keeps fighting to conquer all fears
The clocks keep ticking and the calendar pages keep flipping
Isn't there a pause button anywhere to be found?
Thoughts of pain keep flooding our brains
Happiness is now a part of the past
The good times became a person we have learned to disengage
Unwelcome feelings uncontrollably invade our hearts
Sometimes those memorable events we regret were just chances waiting to be taken
And the other moments we regret, we're just too stubborn to forget
But why can't the happy moments be the ones that stay with us forever?
Why do happy moments become strangers we no longer recognize?
Why can't we keep the stories behind the wrinkles we get from the smiles we let?
These memories keep coming down to nothing but apathy
And it's all because life just runs its own track.