black.

so this week's all about playing golf. i thought about my future, about what i'm going to be, and do. i'm not sure. i've thought about turning into a golf professional and train everyday, but i wasn't sure whether i would like it. this month, its about golf, golf and golf week after week. i've actually turn black, literally.

i'm having a feel of playing golf everyday now. i'm tired. to be honest, its really pressurizing. its tough, difficult, tiring, stressful. maybe, maybe thats not the real feeling, cause i'm playing competition everyday. so that makes it sooooo tiring. it burns me out, seriously, my mind's just screwed up. i need a break.

its not that i'm not glad or whatsoever. and u think whatever way u want. its not like i dont want to meet u or talk to u. its either i cant make it, or u cant. i have own time when i need you, its not just me ignoring u.

i just need you so badly. i wonder when can u just pop by to heal me.