The art of manipulation

I deleted my previous blog, reprisals, for reasons.
Nothing personal. However much has happened over the days that I didn't post. Don't be shocked.
I still love blogging.
I'll be leaving it out of my life for a while, I reattained the privilege of the Internet today before EOY's for one last time.
I cut my hair.
I learnt a lot of things, some I achieved potential joy and others just a complete destruction of a pretty nice facade. Fuck first impressions. Anyway Coach taught me a new goalkeeping thing called Butterfly. Which means spreading your legs and your shoulders wide out. It was straining on your knees, since you skipped so many trainings. My shoulder was busted, my knees were black and blue. Sorry seniors if I failed to perform that day - please compromise with my weak knees. ); I promise to improve by next year's B Divisions, I swear! Sometimes I just hate the feelings that are incorporated with being goalie. You are the reason for a loss.

Anyhow, CIP on Tuesday, happy. I don't have much to elaborate on.
Don't let your past bring you down
Don't let no failure let you fall
Keep running, because you know you want to succeed.

"And show me everything you've got
I know you're scared
But let your walls just drop
You gotta take that step, and your heart, just let it pour out

Now I know it's hard to be something that you don't think you are, oh
but it's hard for me to even try to understand why you are beating your own heart
cause you gotta try, just try to be honest
and I will be honest with all these things that I say
now listen clear, whether break your modest, I'm here
don't hold back, don't hesitate, don't disappear (don't disappear)"