So what have I got to prove
And what have I got to lose
When your not worth fighting for
And why am I feeling down
While your out messing around and your
Not worth begging for.
I'd give up anything just to get back the fairfield/gb days. I don't even need to go through all the stages of life to realise that those days are the best days of my life. I just know that they'll always be.
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On the other hand, the past few days ( especially last tuesday ) could be the worst days ever. I finally plucked up my dammit courage and mood to come back to blogging again because things were really screwed up, one after another. I wanted to isolate myself and just did not want to speak to anybody out there. But I've kind of straightened out my thoughts already. Going onto the next stage of life seems really scary and tough, especially when you don't get what and where you want. But at the age of eighteen now that I'm at, I should be able to handle my own stuffs and feelings well. Setbacks are just part and parcel of life, I guess.
It's quite hard to believe that things changed so much in sucha short while.