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Don't let the past hold you back,
cause soon you'll realise that life is short
Live it.
/ Friday, February 27, 2009 { 9:11 PM }

I.am.made.of.metal.
That's what my mom says.
I never knew the limit i should do for sports.
Or probably there isn't one in the first place.
My mind is fighting against my body.
The fight of, "You are better than what you think you are, push.".
It was hard,
but I did, and i realised it too.

This week has been busy and stressful.
I can't believed that i actually woke up at 5 in the morning to study for my Chinese test.
And it turned out that another teacher who set the paper actually told his class the specific words to study.
@#!@$%$?!
I was also crapping my way through in the chem test that day too.
Sec 3 life really very troublesome.
Also in some other aspects.

Sports heat.
Highlight of the week.
Though i don't feel nervous or anticipate for it.
Well, i my 100m sprint was a close shave.
I prayed to God that if i won't get any medal, please don't pass the heats.
And i didn't, so thank God.
Anyway, i was the fourth behind hidayah ):
For 400m, i was second, but since there are 2 heats and it was the finals that day, i don't think i will get any medal since the third to be is much faster than me.
I almost gave up cause i saw the 3 other canoeists in front of me during the last 100m.
Then suddenly Mr.Mohammad (how to spell-.-) cheered me on and i sprinted all the way...
So..left 4x100m relay on the day itself!
Gonna give my best shot once and for all.
If it's not meant for me this year, then, oh well (:

STUDY STUDY STUDY STUDY STUDY STUDY STUDY STUDY STUDY STUDY STUDY STUDY STUDY STUDY STUDY STUDY STUDY STUDY STUDY STUDY STUDY STUDY STUDY STUDY
TEST TEST TEST TEST TEST TEST TEST TEST TEST TEST TEST TEST TEST TEST TEST TEST TEST TEST TEST TEST TEST TEST TEST TEST TEST TEST TEST TEST TEST TEST
ROW ROW ROW ROW ROW ROW ROW ROW ROW ROW ROW ROW ROW ROW ROW ROW ROW ROW ROW ROW ROW ROW ROW ROW ROW ROW ROW ROW ROW ROW ROW ROW
RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN
PUSH PUSH PUSH PUSH PUSH PUSH PUSH PUSH PUSH PUSH PUSH PUSH PUSH PUSH PUSH PUSH PUSH PUSH PUSH PUSH PUSH PUSH PUSH PUSH PUSH PUSH PUSH PUSH
MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE
= stress.

What is stress?
It happens when you tell yourself you can't do something.
But what can be compared to the little successes you can achieve?
I was on my way home when i saw a white-haired old woman on a wheelchair with a lady behind pushing the wheels.
Her face was dreamy and joyful, something that was opposite from mine.
I was tired, weary and down casted.
I was defeated by the setbacks i faced.
I want to have the same smile like the old woman's when i grow old someday.
Thinking of the goals i once had.
The perseverance and determination i had.
The courage to face problems.
The undeterred me that was i was once a brave girl.
All i can do now i to live my life to the fullest.
Pick myself up after setbacks.
With God's help.
Yes, that is it.

I wonder if u ever understand how it feels.
It's hard to explain it.

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