Sunday, November 2, 2008
i feel this lump in my chest. i can't sleep. i can't read well. and im losing my appetite. I fear that there isn't much time left to catch up with whats left. What if I screw up this time? I'm going to have to be ready for it. and i hope i will.
Time's ticking.
Every breath taken
signifies the loss of time.
went to rach's blog to watch a 3 year old play piano.
fuiyoh.
i teaaall u ar. way way way wayway better than me weih.lol.
i cant read notes. but i play. XD
we pray,
we eat,
we look,
we work,
we walk,
we run,
we cry,
we laugh,
we shout,
we hike,
we swim,
Impossible is nothing.
Jamie Lee
01:42
