wheeeeee-

the mising school belt still excapes my grip. sigh. it was a good belt. and it doesnt fall apart in the middle of a train ride..... that was a funny day. and a very cheap belt. and that dayw as yesterday, and that cheap belt will be used again today, for lack of anything better. sigh. haha. hmmmm. my belt falling apart. it seems i have completey forgotten tot ype about yesterday. My piano class in the morning. haha. thats was fun. I was playing in her room for like one hour, before she rushed down to say sorry, she overslept. haha. is wear, that was dam funny. sadly it cause me to be late for my meeting with nicholas GN. we met at TRL to do english and study history. haha. ended up with us doing add maths, and him teaching me all i missed out on when i was sick last, last week. haha. but we finished quite early, so i persuaded him to come back after lunch to study history. we were doomed from the start. starting browsing the library and reading. haha. so sad. got home. watched TV. and before i know it... I'm alone at home! wooo-. the sweet feeling of walking around in your boxers and not having a care in the world, with the radio blasting. haha. The thrill of the moment died pretty soon, as i went online, and everything returned to its normal boring self. sigh. and then my mom came home. and she was sad....



this is where i say sorry for all whom i didnt quite talk properly to yesterday. but i cant just ignore my mom, if you know what im saying.... and she was pretty sad. and i had to be there for her... so yea.. sorry, if my mind wasnt there. and when she wasked to use the computer... well i dont just say no to a 50 year old lady who just poured her miseries out to me. hmmmm. it felt bad abit, leaving or abandoning my friend out in cyberspace. but it felt good. knowing i could help my mom. be a listening ear for her. a shoulder for her to cry on. yeap. gave me a sense of satisfaction, knowing i could help someone.....


Now, to thank freeda, for talking to me yesterday online. cause it made me realise something. and basically for giving me a topic to talk about. haha. Dont give up your dreams. Dreams are all you have to live for. Dont give them up. dreams add colour, add spice, romance to your life. without dreams what do you have? security? bullshit. you only live once. carpe diem. seixe teh dam day. live it! Thast what i did. Thats what i chose. I chose to give up my chase for those awards. NYAA, NLYA, PSA, what crap. cause it all means nothing. My worth is not dependent on the number of awards i have. its dependent on the amount of respect people have for me. The amount of respect i have for myslef. or so i feel. My characrter. My personality. Thats whats important. my creativity. ME. -rishik... So give me back my life. give me back rishik, give me back my friend and keep your awards. your awards mean nothing to me. and im going to give them up... TO chase my dreams. cause i believe in dreams. and nothing is going to tear that away from me.




later going for SLC outing. i woke at 11.15. Its 12.05 now. haha. everything seems to fit in place perfectly. haha. good day. call me. i need to talk. i like to talk. i just realised that. haha.