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Today was suppose to be a happy day. it started off well. and just when i thought i'd finally smile for the entire day, everything came crashing down. not fated. fate. please stop playing with me. really exhausted from all these. its like god's throwing everything at me, non-stop, one after the other. ): karma. karma. karma. competition/concert is next week. i really feel like giving up, backing out, running away from every single thing. ): i dont even have time to train anymore! next week theres rehearsal everyday, i dun even need to attend classes! i only tried high jump ONCE and im suppose to compete. what.is.this. really scared for dance as well. afraid to dissapoint those who are coming to watch. 12 bucks, what if i screw up. i cant even remember the last time i performed! ): i dont want to be the one who pull everybody down again, just like the relay that time. horrible. obviously i have no choice but to get on with whatever im doing. I'll survive, just let me rant here and i'll be fine. homework time.