Precipitate

5:55 in the morning. Never slept a wink. Wondering how do you feel? Still feeling upset? Of course right now you were sound asleep. But I just don't know why that queasy feeling came again. Forcing me to fidget the whole night. Pondering over how to console you when you were in low spirits. Presently, I'm feeling neither tired nor sleepy. Worried I am. Anxiousness crept over me. Whole night. The whole night I was thinking of ways to lighten up your mood but to no success. I'm a more failure than you. So don't ever think you were at the bottom. Raining now. The chilly breeze is currently numbing my senses. Ugh! Hungry.


Are you comfortable in telling me what indeed happened last night?

Reflection

Wrote a fiendish post around 7pm pertaining to you. Saw your recent post and I was utterly shocked. Had to delete it immediately as the contents were ghastly, unsightly. And I realized, now, that you would be of deeper disappointment and the guilt-ridden conscience. I could not afford it. No way I'm letting you to feel this way. I promised not to let you upset and I almost broke it by writing that fiendish post. I am thoroughly thwarted of my own literature.

I've made up my mind. Be well and rest assured. I care for you.


Well, back to business. After attending the quite-easy paper, I went home, get changed and down to Greenridge. I joined my recently acquainted b-boy friends and they were astonished by my performance- it's my second practice, which spells that I'm the newest member of the family. I could only smile sheepishly and kindly rejct their compliments. I inquired most of them how they were like when they first started out. " We fared worse than you" were their answers. Being a newbie, I could only watch in awe as my friends practice in their area of expertise. Mmm... What I need now is to strengthen my knowledge of the basics and try to prolong the time in maintaining my balance in doing hand stand.