after 2 years, i'm finally at my 100th entry. if i were feeling my usual, i would be joking about this. but today, i dont feel like joking. it's not that i'm still drained or anything. in fact, i'm feeling more like the fighter i've always been. tho i guess the dread of having to go thru another emotional roller coaster when my mum sees my cts is hanging over my head, and i'm just biding time till i need to pick up all the little pieces of me that are going to scatter, yet again.

Oooh, life goes on, and it's only gonna make me strong
Its a fact, once you get on board say goodbye cuz you can't go back
Oooh, it's a fight, and I really wanna get it right
Where I'm at, is my life before me, got this feeling that I can't go back

i've made my choice to stick with rjcanoeing and there's no way i'm turning back. not now when i've learnt so much from the sport, the team.. integrity, fearlessness, pride and the incomparable strength you get from true friendships. there's no way my mum is going to take that away from me. no way. it's all too precious to me. it's a part of me now. to rip it from me would be far too cruel.
go to, then; your considerate stone.
11:41 PM
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