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My Story

Sorry to show you the ugly side of me. . . Sorry. . .
I never feel so weak before. . . All of a sudden, i lost my balance and fell. . . For split of 0.1second, i saw total darkness. . . Still, in the name of sportmanship, i got back to my feet to finish the race. . . The lead is lost. . . The game is over. . .
I really want to prove something, to impress, to show what i can do. . . This gave me an extra reason to perform. . .
I guess that is what all guys will want to do. . . in front of the girls they like. . . Just another foolish guys out there. . .
It backfires. . . Sometimes it isn't all about the will to do it, but the ability to do it. . . I recalled the days where i used to be winning medals, trophies in the school's sport meet. . . X-country etc etc. . . The time where i managed to squeeze not far behind from the likes of Bing Ren, Bernard and Adib. . . some amazing runners in my secondary schools. . . I wish these days come back to life. . . wishful thinking. . . the old good days are long gone since i came to jc. . . All good things has to come to an end. . .Yet still bearing a little of the hope. . . i went for the race. . .
I knew it isn't coming back. . . but everything still looks optimistic when i'm still leading with 1/2 the race completed. . . 3/4 through. . . Fell to second place. . . Things started to turn wrong. . . Beginning to lose my balance. . . I struggled. . . Fell. . . a second of total darkness. . . I felt giddy. . weak. . . as i got back to my feet and completed the race. . . I lost. . .
I realised. . . nothing ache more than failing. . . as much as i hate losing. . . as much as the abrasion on my hand is hurting. . . as much as my head is spinning like crazy. . . i'm okie. . .
Who in this world do not want to excel in as many areas as possible. . . Who in this world do not want to impress the person he/she like. . . maybe i say few. . . human beings are just greedy. . . emotional. . . though i knew it's not good especially for the first mentioned. . . but i can't deny. . . just fixed perfectly into these two cartegory. . . So be it. . .
Besides. . . It's my final year in college. . . final few chance to achieve something to add on to the my memories. . . beautiful ones. . . To think about it. . . hasn't been achieving much so far. . . I look at my secondary school years. . . A sharp contrast. . . Though it wasn't anything marvelous. . . It was wonderful experience. . . i remembered the days in the school soccer team. . . the match where we fought so hard to thrash Sengkang secondary by more than 10 goals to qualify for the knock-out phase. . . We made 9-0. . though not enough to secure a place. . . it's just so memorable. . . And of course the match where i scored my only goal, against Yishun Town secondary to bring a glim of hope to qualify. . . A half court 'shot' which went in a strange and hilarious fashion. . . The joy of celebration and cheers was something i never forget. . .
Nevertheless. . . though my junior college life pale in comparison in terms of achievements. . . it somehow creates a socialogical impact on me. . . It was here where i really got to know many people. . . My social scope was significantly broaden when i came to jc. . . And there was many joyous moments with friends, classmates etc etc. . .
In life. . . in gain some. . . you lose some. . . this is true. . . I may not have all the achievement in jc, but i gain some lotsa of nice people as my friends. . . In some way now. . . i managed to comfort myself. . .
So. . . i have few more events on my hand. . . 100m tomorrow. . . 4x 100m on thursday. . . and 4x400 CCA as well as the medley race. . Whether if i achieve something all depends on my performance on these days. . . And not forgetting. . . To do what i needa do. . .

simply written on 4:16 AM
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