i miss ice skating. the only thing that i could really trust. im thinking about it now and i feel like crying. we went skating in singapore and my dad said that he loves seeing me skate. even with rentals on just skating, he says that its looks so natural when im on the ice. sometimes i wonder maybe its where i belong, and i wonder why i quit. was it really because of the SATS and grades? why did i give up something i loved so much so easily. i think the real reason i quit was because i didnt feel like i was progressing. after advancing so much in so little time i expected everything to come easily. ive learned that nothing in life comes easy, you gotta work for what you believe in. sometimes i think the only thing that ive ever truely loved is figure skating. im going to go sometime soon.
so theres this boy i dont know what to do about him. he makes me complicated. and i dont know if it is really worth it. why is it so hard for me to explain my feelings?
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