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joy is sad

On 12:19 AM , Thursday, February 08, 2007

TErribLe FEeliNg...

today is today? or dream? wat will tmr b? no one knows.

as others, i hav dreams too, i actually always wanted to be a professional badminton player, yet juz simply cant. i always ask why. WHY LOrd? why not?

tis simple little dream alway is in my heart. but i never try to acheive. i dont get why, but juz didnt. mayb God dont want me to be one. Ya. He doesnt. today was badminton competition, we were linegirls. damn. boring. seek of guys man. juz disaster. sitting there, tired, uselessly. yet, some stuff woke me. i jaga-ed 10+++ match, many ppl's dream were crushed, since there is only one winner. Crushed. in their face, juz sadness.

tis week is long. tired. sad. excited. happy. satified. yet, dreams r crushed. i m crushed too. i shouldnt b running alone fast n forgot ppl around me. juz bcoz i wanna win. winning again. pressure. but i hav no rights to stop. even with twisted leg like now. i hav to act. properly. How long do i hav to bear? yet, enjoying. i guess i m bearing a joyfully pain.

Is God fair? no idea. i should b happy, i broke the lompat tinggi rcord. yet, juz sad for crushed ones. Tat feeling sucks. Horrible. i tasted it b4. juz sucks. yet, tis is part of life, where we learn, n know ourselves, n accept who we are. Dreams may b far, but is the matter of the process i guess. is the matter of how u try to acheive. Life is unfair. i know. sometime i m seek it tis fact, for i m not as pretty as so n so, or i m not tat good in blar blar blar. well, is juz another unchangeable fact. which simply my illusion. expecting too much, forgot about wat i hav. i guess is tis to b happy n satified wit wat n who u r n keep going for HE.

*Tired. but i know i will never be a professional badminton player. yet, i will b a simple jumper tat love to hang over wit my friends. with respect, n hope.*

LALALALALALALALA..

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"Thou wilt shew me the path of life: in thy presence is fulness of joy; at thy right hand there are pleasures for evermore"
PSALM 16:11

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