cherish

you know deep down i actually wants to go back to basketball so badly, very badly. i really miss all the teamwork the trainings the hardwork ive put in throughout the years. i didnt want to let it go down to drain. but reality, its crashes down on me. how the fcuk am i going back if i need to work. fcuk this shit. its not my passion aint there, in fact, my passion is burning fiercely. but there's so many things i have to do,have to consider. everytime i look at my mum i knw, yea i cant go back. everytime i look at her white hair i feel so damn fcuking sad inside me, my heart aches. i know i cant be so childish like before and dont care abt anything and be selfish. am 19 this year, 20 next yyear, how am i suppose to dont bother about things ard me. i always wanted to tell my mum if she could actually support me, but what kind of kid am i if i said that? whats matter most is she being happy thats all i want. sigh. but i really do miss competition, streetballing is not enough for me. Life. fcuk it.

posted by HWEITENG @ 10:39 AM