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Thursday, November 29, 2007

i want energy back in my life. i want to go on and on, running all over the island and still be energetic at the end of the day. but i can't anymore. maybe age is really catching up. getting older and can't expect to function as before. little ones, cherish your youth.

after this episode of draggy sickness, i just wish to eat better, sleep better, drink more(water i mean) and try to be healthier. better do it now since i seem pretty weak recently. can't imagine when i'm older. sigh. never thought i'll think of all these things in the past. always so active and never ceasing to even breathe for abit. but now..sigh. zhen de lao le =(

everytime things happen to people around me, it throws me in deep thought. of how i differ from them. how my situation differs from them. how if i'm in the same circumstances, will i react the same way or differently. it makes me wonder about alot of things and at the end count my blessings. i must say, i'm really blessed to have you.

i've been thinking bout it and i think i'm a adventurous kid at heart born to a restrictive society that made me more subdued than i'm born to be. simply because the initial oblivion has received such stares and glares that i'm not really who i really am anymore. sometimes i wish i was born somewhere more liberal.

so many thoughts for my already full head.
-cheryl
11:45 PM





Cheryl

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