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Basketball Wish

(2006-05-16 15:42:32)
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篮球

分类: 爱好
I love playing basketball, by myself. I've told that before. Yesterday, when I passed a middle school, I saw a boy was playing it all alone. How disirable I was to join him! But I didn't. I am not a girl who can do whatever she wants anymore.
 
I had drunk the third bottle of yoghurt, I once was worried I would be get poisonous by taking so much yoghurt. Fortunately, I didn't.
 
When I was sitting alone in the bend on the rodeside, I believed I had saw a boy with a basketball in his hand. But when he approached to me, there was nothing in his hand. Was that an illusion? I stared his hand with my widely open eyes amazingly. Finally, assured myself that it was really an illusion.
 
I love basketball too much, but no one will play with me. I am all alone for all the time. Now, I am writing these words to company myself. If I don't do this, I don't know what else can I do in my aimless daytime.
 
In those days, I always had so many interests. I collected little things, sang along the MVs, draw pictures, wrote my moods, surfed on the internet, played basketball. But now, I was deprived to do nothing eles but finding a dame job. I don't know when will I get one. but now it seizes most of my time to do the things I like. This is not the life I want. I was dreaming to live a simple and happy life, has no so heavy work to do, has not so much money to spend. If only I can raise myself that'll be ok. But it is so hard to become true.
 
When can I play my basketball to my heart's content once again?
 
 

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