"I thought I was fine, felt fine, doing fine. Clearly I never was. Maybe I had reasons to be
in denial, maybe I felt time adding weights on my back, maybe I just wanted to stay out of it.
Or probably a bit of everything. Thing is, I still find myself tearing up inside but slower now.
It becomes better after awhile, better in an adaptable sense. I guess when you're tired of
fighting this long hard battle between your mind and heart, you tend to give up.

I'm not sure which has surrendered, the fight is long and hard remember? So, I think what I
could try to do is at least heal my wounds before another battle."

-whl

so my daisy stud didn't exactly poke through, so I changed it, exert some pressure on the

new small diamond stud and it bled a little :-s why am I even saying this on the internet...

Anyway, tomorrow is our impromptu speech test tomorrow. I'm very nervous about it,
1. I tend to choke
2. I mumble my words whenever I go to quickly
3. Blank out
Sigh~ well, heading out to take photos with drew before that. Hope I get nice shots!
Goodnight~