@ Monday, September 28, 2009
It's no longer a passion.
There's no happiness anymore.
Probably I should learn to be satisfied but not giving myself too much pressures and expectations.
Is my expectations that high or is the outside world giving me pressures instead?
I need to sort everything up once again.
I need to get back whatever I used to have.
I won't give up. :)
Nothing to fear, everything is just the beginning.
Gastric attacks Khloeatoon City once again! (I just made that up. It's a place in my stomach)
Hohoho, all thanks to my big mouth when I said "Oh i very long didnt have gastric attack already" last night.
I did slap my mouth saying it. Guess I didnt hit harder.