pains rectus orgasm.

***Elvis, the post below this was suppose to HINT to u NOT to call me Gretchen but instead, call me the sexier, and much more APPEALIN name, Kamea-kai. (((:
yes. do that. HAHAHA.

i'm demoralised and depressed bout the fact that my volleyin has deproved after not playin the sport for bout 2-3 weeks. /:

i can sadly call myself a permanent reserve.
since when did my sport life ever hit an all time low???

i use to be at my peak, if not somewhere halfway (which was still enough for me).
now i'm like in the lowest rank i can never imagine myself possibly in!!!
*sigh.
it has deflated my ego and pride,
and now i need ting xi's cynical approach in life to help make matters a tad less hurtful.

i need my lit tutorial teacher to bug off and bring back some old news so my life can go back to lovin literature like i really use to.

and now i hear disgustingly irritatin noise on tv ( probably just for laughs little snippets) which is gettin me REALLY irritated.

i'm drown myself in pain's hurtful embrace.
drowin, and waitin for death's final breath of peace ,
to be blown onto me.
to hone into me.
takin one step away from reality,
oh just to take the feelin of emptiness.
to take it far from my very soul.

and u noe maths?
its like when u finally think u got it, it slaps u right in the face and says,
" ha ha! loser! got u there, got u there!"

my chi's flow balance has really been tipped.
i need my daily dose of happiness.
where has it gone.
*looks around in utter despair.

2 days ( he comes back on friday!)
such comforts i take in, if only for just a short while, while it makes all the difference.