June, 27th, 2005 Sunday(12:24pm....)
hey ya. its been another week. not a really a good one. went pubbing last nite till quite late. didnt drink much, but somehow, some memories keep flashing back. thats just full of shit. its really getting bad. i sat there, 3am, tired, exhausted, and suffocating myself with those memories that i just won't want to bring up again. I felt numb. Jestina kept asking whether i was fine. I was, i think...
woke up to a lazy sunday. you know, on those days where you just felt that you could rot on the couch infront of the tv set. but in the end, i though i wanted a breather, and so i went to the weight room once more. relentlessly pounding those cold iron. i felt my soul there. its that feeling you get when you found your soul, your true self. down on protein shakes and went to gnc to get some powder.
the day went fine, until someone spoil the whole damn day. never did you step in my shoes, never did you try to feel what i feel. you are cruel. how could you....
woke up to a lazy sunday. you know, on those days where you just felt that you could rot on the couch infront of the tv set. but in the end, i though i wanted a breather, and so i went to the weight room once more. relentlessly pounding those cold iron. i felt my soul there. its that feeling you get when you found your soul, your true self. down on protein shakes and went to gnc to get some powder.
the day went fine, until someone spoil the whole damn day. never did you step in my shoes, never did you try to feel what i feel. you are cruel. how could you....



