Not Good Enough For The Truth In Cliche

hurtful words,
from my enemies of the last five years,
what's it like to die alone?
and how does it feel when tears freeze,
when you cry?
the blood in your veins is twenty below.

how sucky - i can't find some of my old pictures in the desktop! :(
x that out.
today's the 2nd lesson on golf.
maybe i should add 'boring' before the word lesson.
i still can't derive any excitement when i play golf.
this shows a fact that's sooo obvious.
you compete with yourself when you're playing golf
and i can't compete with myself. (v.v)
moving on to updates in life,
i think i've been too open.
or maybe i've been mixing around too much with shrewd people. (lol)
one of my secret's leaking out like real fast.
sooner or later there'd be a turning point i'm sure. (v.v)
in addition, i can expect to be blackmailed by any one of classmates.
the most dangerous one : jasonnnnnn (haha)

i must learn to be more secretive. (and cool)