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title: Just give me one more chance. . and i will make it right...
date: Tuesday, May 13, 2008
time: 7:27 PM
Today, got most of the results back, all just pass, which i fail all for common test. After school basketball. Sherman blocked me while running, halt but still got my knee scrapped. Continued playing, won lots. Until people tell me how badly my bleeding was. Couldn't feel it until i see it. Blood flow from the knee all the way to the ankle... When to buy drink. Came back they goal 4 while we 0. Lmao. Went back in with Mir after gulping down our drink which only took seconds. 14:9 was the score, When we got in, score became 17:14. See the difference? Our team from 9 to 17. Lols. But then tired, we goal one they goal one. Last two ball, Mir and i watch Clausen snatch ball from 3 people, they keep passing Clausen ran around. Lols. Last ball. We watched again, they goal 20:19, well just a game.

Typing solemnly, staring at the screen but didn't know what i was doing on the web.
Put up a good front in school, succeed.
Bleed and felt numb was when i found out what happened.
I hang on, i wished a chance from the sky, but it seem futile.
Always thinking of Perseverance, but have thoughts of giving up.
Friends guided the way like lamps lighting up a dark alley.
I hold on, tightly, didn't even want to think of what would happen if i let go.
But i am prepared, and tell myself i won't die because. . .

Understand? Best buddies would of course. Will you . . ?


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