you told me you loved me
why did you leave me, all alone
now you tell me you need me
im already gone.
Sunday, June 01, 2008
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10:36 PM
Really wanna get a tattoo. Really.
Today, was out the whole day. Sundays as usual. Busy busy me. Woke up late for music practice. So was blamed. Yes, I. The agony of being the pitiful 16yearold. So church went well. As usual, the team said I couldnt be heard when I did back up today. I WAS SINGING FREAKING LOUD OKIE. Try doing the parts and you'll understand my unfortunate predicament. Also, got our church camp T-shirts. Damn nice. And had group meeting. What would they do without me, Secretary of the Year.
Then, had a quick bite for lunch. Gluttony is a sin, yeah I know. Recited too many a time. Ran back to church to go for soccer match. Against Bethesda Frankel. The best of the best. We blazed on the field. Unstoppable despite many good, "chivalrous" attempts on the side of the opponent. All I can say, REFEREE KAYU!
Was utterly drained out from watching the guys running. Haha. One classic quality I noticed among our guys, their camaradarie. Kudos to them! BENitez did a good job with all the prevalent efforts of a timeless manager. Then, went to East Point. Dining at LJS. Ate my fill and Bob dropped us back. God bless him!
Today, I talked to Anand. A dear guy. I promised I would talk to him today. And apparently so, a woman of my word, I am. He's really funny and entertaining. But he got distracted. Haha. Inside joke. Miss talking to him. What a cool dude. Haha. Thanks Anand for the laughs.
So, now, sitting at home, blogging. Tomorrow school is another topic altogether. At least its Humanities. Captivating at last. The humdrum of school life during holidays can really eat at you. Ppfft. Thats life for you. Monotonous when its meant to be. So, nothing else to post about. Hmm.
Looking forward to Wednesday. Last day of coaching. Closer to Church Camp. And I get to see MIRUL!!! And the rest of the dudes!!! WEEEE. So excited. Sanjay, Demas, Lock, JD. Counting down. Lup dup. I can hear it. My heart. Zhaf came back. My dear adik.
Tattoos not forever. But the scar of love marked on your heart, its eternal.
Sweet 16. Gonna spread my wings.
=DeBbIe=
you are my past ; now, im my everything
