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islands
I don't have to leave anymore. What I have is right here. Spend my nights and days before.
Searching the world for what's right here. Underneath and unexplored. Islands and cities I have looked.
Here I saw Something I couldn't over look. I am yours now. So now I don't ever have to leave.
I've been found out. So now I'll never explore. See what I've done.
That bridge is on fire. Going back to where I've been. I'm froze by desire. No need to leave.
Where would I be. IF this were to go under. It's a risk I'd take. I'm froze by desire. As if a choice I'd make.
I am yours now. So now I don't ever have to leave. I've been found out. So now I'll never explore.
So now I'll never explore.


Friday, March 16, 2007, 10:28 PM

Today i shall teach ya'll the art of self-destructing...

step1: play really well and win the first 2-3 games
step2: get super stressed after double faulting 2-3 times in a row
step3: double fault and then hit stupid mistakes like nets and outs
step4: hit the racket and then hit your calf and get a huge bruise
step5: get your legs stuck and not run for stupid corner balls
step6: give up and throw the game away.(and eventually the set and match)

hahaha.........that pretty sums up my tennis training and practise today.
the set with my sister ended with a super long rally and me happily breaking the strings in my racket. :) so it's to queensway tomorrow for restringing i guess..... i just love the cup corn there! :)

the games with the people i played with are as follows:

TIEBREAKS:
vs. Smrithi====7-5===won! :)
vs. Smrithi====5-7===lost. :(

SETS:
vs. Smrithi====6-3===lost.:(
vs. Archana===6-1===lost.:(
vs. Darrell====6-0===lost.:(
(doubles)me+darrell vs. irina+veron===6-1===lost.:(
(doubles)me+archana vs. smrithi+darrell===3-2===lost.:(

BUT the last game was 40-40 and archana double-faulted so we lost but its ok.
and i now realise that my tennis sucks like hell and when i self-destruct i stand there like a stupid stinking piece of shiiiiiit and i don't move and can't run. i really suck and my self-esteem is like hitting rock bottom.

i hate myself right now. :(