icon by http://community.livejournal.com/okimiyage/46495.html#cutid2 it's 0505hrs right now. I'll be going out early today. Sigh. Dad seems to be up early today too. Heard he has got something going on. I have to get my legs running faster now. Just what the hell am I talking about? I don't know anymore. I'm like going with the flow again. No. I'm not running away anymore. More or less, I don't think I am anymore. I'm not going to say it out loud. I'm not going to think out loud. I don't want to think about it. Sigh. I am feeling a little frustrated though and I just can't help it. I am trying to calm down right now and I don't know how. It's like many soccer balls are falling on top of me right now and I am feeling kind of, lost? I don't know. But I am feeling frustrated. I don't want to show it. I don't want to think of it out loud. I've been surpressing it for don't know how long. ME: How long has it been? I: I don't know. What do you think of yourself? ME: I am fine. But do you think you can handle it? I: I think I can. ME: How long can you hold on? I: I am not sure but I am holding on. ME: Just make sure you stand up straight and don't fall. I: I got you! ME: Okay, take care! I: Same to you. Think I go and shower now. // 0513hrs @ Tatsuya Ueda