when dreams . hopes . are broken, whether its only little things. it hurts so much.. like the up coming softball banquet. its not too important that i go or not, since i didn't even play this year, but still, it hurts that much. like.. all day, i would b like.. i want to go...
[and if you want to know, i don't know if i'm going anymore, i thought i was, agnes was going to treat me as a welcome back present, but then just today, i heard through my friend, ray that my dad is saying no. it isn't the biggest thing of my life, but it still seems that important, so important that you can have a fit all day.]
is it that i'm still a little kid? or just so desparate to be with my friends? or is it because my over protective parents that won't let me go anywhere, so when i do, its like so exciting?
but anyway, still not sure what i'm going to do, mom said yes, dad says no. i don't know, i don't know at all. and not like i'm in the mood to persuade as i'm trying to persuade myself that i'm happy and that i just love hong kong.
its just awesome how so many problems pops up or catches up with me all when i'm on vacation and when i'm trying to relax, or, try something new. i want to go home, but i don't want to argue with dad to let me go.
i'm 15 dad, maybe at least you can relax when i go out with church ppl.. hopefully.. can't wait til sweet 16, maybe then...
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