Bad memories

Last night wasn't my night. Memories of what happened in the past came back to haunt me. I guess these memories are stuff that I didn't exhibit in my daily life. I can't rightly say that the way I carry myself ain't exactly a facade, but it's just more. How I manage to screw myself so badly, failing in something that I was so confident of. That instant flash, the pain that I experienced in my Wushu trip. How I had to sit there, being unable to move while people are like crowding around me and asking am I all right. When I had one fist on the floor and trembling very badly. That pain that I experienced again, when I underwent my first physio.

True, like what I told her before, bad memories serves as a reference only. Heh. Easier said than done. I guess last semester was screwed up for me, because of my own mindset. Loss of confidence and having nobody there when I needed moral support. It doesn't help when things get even more sticky. I can't really say that I've regain ALL my confidence that I had in the past, but I'm trying my best to do so. No point in self-wallowing. I have to be strong, no matter what happens. "Stand tall and shake the heavens". I'ld have to believe in these words after all. In the meantime, let me pen down some stuff that I made up last night, for 'her', whoever the 'her' may be. Yeah, I'm that pathetic. >_>



Nothing is more lovely in the world
Than the look that you have in your eyes

Nothing is sweeter in the world
Than the way you call out my name

If I have to pay a price to be with you
Then I am willing to give up my heart and soul

If I have to decide how long this love will last
Then I would want the time to be eternity