like a kite with a snapped string, you're drifting farther and farthur. don't know where you're going. you're too far out; you can't come back. sunday night rocked. lazed around and watched moulin rouge for the second time. the ending is so tragically heart-wrenching. i decided yesterday that i'll go for the church camp on friday and saturday. yea. its weird how some feelings can never go away, though you try to brush it off and pretend that it does not exist. but every other day, you will find that it is still there. its been such a long time. i hate one week holidays. theres so many things that i want to accomplish. going out with my friends,church camp,e.t.c how can i cram it all into one week?! plus all the homework. sigh. i've run out of things to say. i always do nowadays. -i wish the ride never ended-
