flossed guilty

There they were, close together and safe and shut in; yet so chained to their separate destinitews that they might as well have been half the world apart. -The Age of Innocence, Edith Wharton.

ah, its been dusty cobwebby ages since i last blogged. or came online. or checked my mail. THAT I ACTUALLY APPRECIATE IT. its amazing. maybe i should abstain voluntarily. using 56kb modem on my sisters laptop now. funny i always think its lab top.

WE ARE INTO THE FINALS! :D glee. celebration. ..reluctance? last match of my life. most likely. last match with my team. aye you wont understand. who's you?? :/ demented*
yesyes. watched the guys semifinals today. super psyched up., there's so much FLOW in the game. the rreason why im typing so much crap and 'ramdom' sentences is that im using a lap top that has a nice smooth soundless keyboard. u shld hear me typing at my comp. it goes on like a type writer. hahaha. hrm. tmr there's video session at 12, trng at 4-6, church at 730, home about 11. byebye saturday. u see thats what happens when u dont have mental depth. i just keep on rambling, empty floss air with no substance.

i feel guilty about not spending time with my kid cell. if you love me, feed my lambs. i really should i want to. but. there's always a but. ahhg. i think its a waste of money- watching movies. ten bucks a film. and if u hit the jackpot n pick a lousy show, that's a DOUBLE waste- of time AND money. costly. yikes. its so late. i woke at five plus this morning. unbelievable. had match at 745. against pjc. we won 3-0. (: sir rocketh. though we didnt play really well, and pau got kinda pissed at us, a win is a win is a win.

not really thinking much these days, just want to leave things as they are, i need to leave them more in God's hands. and stop letting tiredness n busyness catch up on me with a net. pouf.
expended too much, cautious approach, plant of a sickly, feeble nature. there're too many things we dont know.