today i had to practise basketball......i was excited to join it because a new MISS who teaching us baskeball is fabulously. I knew i was very old among the team.because i am 18. However, i dun think my physically ability worse than them. Unfortunately, practise make perfect is true! They made progress a lot but i still that cheap..! OH..SHIT¬! WHY? I dun think i dun have enough time to touch such lovely ball and i am enthuasitic in it, how Come? I dun know why.........quite depressing...         

THE first reason was breaking down my right arm .......... so i missed the precious lessons....godness....i really want to be a great player.

Um....the next.....i think i could not change my style to do it better....if i face  enimes who dun know me...i will play better.......i dun know why.... maybe...my skills are not good enough to be a A grade player........so down....

Next monday, we will have a competition, i must make a fantastic show ..... and try my best to get maxium marks. Calm down....Concentrate.....Considerating.......are wt i need.....i must avoid mistakes and do the good job........This year, i must be a sparkle player on sport field!

um...i thought this regular timetable  was so long for me falling asleep in class, i dont like this.

After school, locker and i went to see whether the new PE sir is good. THe concludsion is average.

Looking others playing ball games, i felt depressed. WHy others can play but i cant? If anyone ask

me if i like badminton. i will immediately answered he definitely ! i have the gift in sport but i

also have wound on it.........how come?  GOD damn!

James Blunt - Tears and Rain

How I wish I could surrender my soul;
Shed the clothes that become my skin;
See the liar that burns within my needing.
How I wish I'd chosen darkness from cold.
How I wish I had screamed out loud,
Instead I've found no meaning.

I guess it's time I run far, far away; find comfort in pain,
All pleasure's the same: it just keeps me from trouble.
Hides my true shape, like Dorian Gray.
I've heard what they say, but I'm not here for trouble.
It's more than just words: it's just tears and rain.

How I wish I could walk through the doors of my mind;
Hold memory close at hand,
Help me understand the years.
How I wish I could choose between Heaven and Hell.
How I wish I would save my soul.
I'm so cold from fear.

I guess it's time I run far, far away; find comfort in pain,
All pleasure's the same: it just keeps me from trouble.
Hides my true shape, like Dorian Gray.
I've heard what they say, but I'm not here for trouble.
Far, far away; find comfort in pain.
All pleasure's the same: it just keeps me from trouble.
It's more than just words: it's just tears and rain.

Swallow me then spit me out
For hating you, I blame myself

u lose it but it may be a blessing disguise!!

THANKs my fd