Sylph Angel

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Heyhey everyone. Fitness test today! Haha before I go into that, I'll tell you about Lacey's (Flyleaf main vocalist) life story :D Rawrrrrr here we go.

She was a druggee (for real) when she turned 10. Yes, just 10, addicted to drugs. Oh by the way, she was an atheist too (I'm not hinting anything ^^). Naturally her parents were quite angry at her. They had heated arguments often. When she as fourteen, she received a bass guitar as a Christmas present and started playing songs on it. She was kicked out from her house two years later after a fight with her mom involving the police. Moved to her grandparents'.

She then had suicidal thoughts. She broke up with her boyfriend. She lost her siblings. She lost her drugs. She felt like it was the end. Wanted to kill herself. After that her grandmother forced her to church. She felt something supernatural, brought her to God. "My life totally changed after that."

Adapted from "http://laceymosley.com/" :D SHE HAS A SITE WITH HER NAME ON IT!!

As for the fitness test...
2.4km - 9min12s. It was super hot kay?????? The track was burning. I want my under 9... Not worth the extra pain though. Besides we would be doing other stuff after the 2.4km.
Pullups - 24. My hands are SCREWED. I feel like a mummyyyyy. They hurtzzzz.
Pushups (1min) - 70. I repeat, MY HANDS ARE SCREWED.
Situps (1min) - 64. EHH. EHH. EHH. UHH... I dunno why so bad, so little today leh... I was tired, maybe?

Erk. Excuses. They can never make up for what I did. I find it almost seemed I subconciously WANTED to flee! Came up with all sorts of reasons to convince me to get away. Oversensitive. Now I just need to convince myself it was for our good, and move on.

Haha I could really go sing some metal XD Just need to prolong my anger, aggression, pain, when I push, and add lyrics. My screamo "COME ON GUYS PUSH ON" echoing through the HDB blocks (I count 3, ON ON ON) don't have much significance. I'm only broadcasting determination's fight against my body. My body cries out in pain. I push on. My mind numbs. I fade... But one goal I keep in mind, to KEEP GOING. On the little light within I continue, nothing else matters... There is nothing else.

Fight on.

Oh yes. I saw LT and some other random people doing pushups after training. I squatted next to him. He was in pushup position, preparing for the next 20 or something. "Hey, are you TRYING to beat me in pushups?" Left the place before I could get whacked.

I need to sleep early.

GREAT I just let my parents see my crushed expression. I was looking through message logs. Memories. They were happy. What happened. Breaks me to go through them. What was, what has been, what could have been, what isn't. It has to be done. I pray for you. Cry as I do so. Joy, pain, line so blur.

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From Fal! (it seems I'm not the only one... haha...)

goodnightttttttttttttttttttt

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