this is my 100th post since creating dis blog=D

im tired
im falling sick
i wna noe wad u're tinking of..

sumtimes i ask miself why im doing all dese.. why im pinning so much hope... why i wont give up no matter wad.. until nw.. i've yet to find the ans. seriously.. wad's so special abt u dat's making mi do all dese for u? den i realised it's onli becos u were giving mi hope... but wad if today things werent the same..

nono.. i really dno.. n seirously i dont wna noe too..

damned it.. in the fers place i shldn get miself involved in such stuff rite? stupidly.. i wouldn b called grace if i werent liddat..
actly im jus hit by dis temporary loss of identity.. becos basically i will suffer frm low self-esteem if deres nth i cant do properly..
if u realise.. im a flop in soccer.. im even more a flop wen it comes to running.. worst flops wen it cums to sprinting.. i can do anithing rite.. so shit rite
ya i tink so too...

well well i cant stand it animore.. i find mi blog entries fake.. n all i can put up is a facade for every1 to see