yesterday was a complete disappointment.

It was x-country yesterday.

The netballers pinned high hopes on me.

They were doing cheers for me.

I'm a complete loser.

I wouldn't mind whatever that happen if i gave it my all.

At least, i promised myself i will never stop to walk.

The run starting okay.

until i reach the intimidating slopes,

both uphill and downhill.

uphill made me lose all my momentum

and downhill should supposedly make you faster.

But i so stupidly slowed down simply because,

i was afraid that i'll fall.

and then, i was completely drained.

I heard two voices within me,

"PUSH ON"

"WALK, IT DOESN'T MATTER ANYMORE"

Good will always triumph over evil?

no, not today.

And i started to walk.

That moment, i knew it was all over.

I saw people running past me.

In my last 4 years of cross country,

i didn't even walk an inch.

No one ever ran past me in the last 4 years.

(exclude the incident of azliza, she started with the boys and i couldn't catch up with her, whats more to say about running past me.)

and now,

i'm running for my cca

with all the weights on my shoulders,

and i let this happen.

and i walked not once, but twice before picking myself up again.

I reached the finishing line.

It was a crying shame.

Liqi was there.

she showered me all the things that you know people would normally do.

the netballers came back.
They asked.

i know they didn't quite get the answer they'd like to hear.

but they all said it was good. blah blah.

although i really wish someone would reprimand me for this,

so i'll feel better.

and i didn't tell them,

i walked.

I didn't apologise.

i was drown in my own misery

thinking that i could have done better.

because what i just did,

not only prove the unworthiness of me,

but also,netball.

the bloody botak head must be so damn happy.

because what i did , proved him right.

the jokes of the netballers cheered me up,

if only for a while.

during the prize presentation,

it all came tumbling down, again

they were the ones running past when i was walking.

they were beside me, just that moment.

but i lost it.

so much for my 1st and last x-country in ny.

never mind about x-country.

went for lunch at tpy with cheryl and konnie.

still not full strength.

like when will the day come?

okay.

so we ate the not-so-nice satay beehoon.

and yummyummy almond longan!
took pics and went different ways.

i went to meet toot,

to shop for new year clothings,like so last minute.

but i still didnt get any.

i ended up with a bad headache

and wasn't in a mood to shop.

i'm really sorry toot.

so toot sent me home.

i vomited all my sataybeehoon along the way.

yucks.
everything went so wrong yesterday.

but toot shared her chocolate pie and fishburger with me straight after my vomiting.

haha.

thanks toot!

and because of that, she was late for work.

sorry!