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THE JOURNEY
of how far we came, in words of mine.

It was all in His plans for me to study in Sydney. Now that I'm here, it's up to me to shine His light.

FLIGHT 818 .




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FLY AWAY TO SYD
on the journey to Sydney.

4 years in Sydney is an awefully long time.
Catch me before I fly away, cause I'm having the time of my life.
Friends come and go, but the close ones never part irregardless of the distance.


Tuesday, November 20, 2007
23:35

I'm going to sprout vulgarities on my blog.

FUCK. FUCK. FUCK.

I sprained my ankle 4 days before my competition. It's been 4 years since I last sprained my ankle. It took me one whole year to strengthen my ankle, and one slip has spoiled my efforts.

I'm depressed. I want to play in the competition. I was excited about it, about my opponents.

It's not a good omen. Sarah hurt her back on sunday, and now, I sprained my ankle. I feel so apologetic to Ken.

I'm going to try and see if I'm fit enough to play on Saturday. I'll just tape up my ankle.

This means no wearing of heels, no shopping on thursday and no alcohol on thursday. I've abstained from alcohol for almost a month, I'm sure one more week is nothing.

:(
depressing.