sph is coming up and i think the real 'pressure' is beginning to hit us.ok,specifically daryl.i think i've actually gotten over it coz i'm leaving it all up to God.i mean,there's nothing much i can do really,just prayin that the team will really take it seriously and may it not be a deja vu experience of last year's...
year before i'm running for the school which was yet to be the best.
this year i'm running for the school who do nothing without labour.
same competition.
contrasting teams.
anyway,seein the build up of daryl's sms,just had this gut feelin tt he would call soon.then ring goes the hp and the counselling session begins.ahaha.i think the recent turn of events,has really pit the guys team into a really bad shape...the sprints team la.oh wells...then again,it's not individuals but TEAM.hopepfully the rest can make up for the shortcomings....hopefully.
ok now i feel tense.
bah.


i've never had dreams in my sleep for a loooooooooooong time.guess coz by the time i hit the pillows,i'm just so shagged that my mind's too lazy to think.haiz...not like it thinks usefully in the day anyway.but last nite...i just couldn't stop dreaming of hurdle races though i can't rmb wad they were like except tt i felt really really really exhausted when i woke up,as if i just ran thru all the hurdles or something.just now in the afternoon,while i was sleeping off my terrible sinus tt plagued me today,i once again dreamt of track.can't rmb though cocz i woke up briefly then when i got back to sleep,my following dream still makes me laugh at the thought of it.i dreamt of meeting the track guys like many many many years later and the first person i rmb was daryl tan!!and guess wad he was wearing?!!
- some really cool denim jeans, white long sleeved shirt, his hair in a neater funkier crop and wearing some trendy black specs!!!
OMG.he looked so...ermx different.and then my sister slapped my face to wake me up for dinner.so i didn't get to 'see' the rest.but omg,tt image still haunts me!i really need to tear myself away from track...


my dreams are back once more
the time to dream has arrived.


monday was actually a defining day for me.i've come to conclude that it's time to get outta my world of delusion and just quit jumps altogether.wad tang said to me was quite precise too...the only thing i have to gripe about was why didn't he justify his actions more directly in the first place?!!i wouldn't have to go through so much heartache then.but at least he told me the whole truth on tuesday nite,and so it's time to bid farewell.

i've always admired jennhaur for his supposedly superhuman powers to do so many things at the same time.house comm..track..gf..studies..s papers..it's really amazing.but chatting with him tt nite just made my respect for him grow.like really...found out he ain't superman after all...and i just respect him more for how no matter how pulled in different directions he's feeling now,he still ain't giving up yet.
and tt takes great courage and determination.
*kowtows*
how i wish i had the same qualities in me...oh wells.
tt nite is a new record for me-never left school that late before la!ok except for public p but tt doesn't count.it was like 10pm by the time we left tt when mr seet dropped by to store the hockey stuff,he got a shock seein us at the track.haha.oh wells,good thing the gate wasn't locked.
anyway jenn [if u are reading this...],persevere on alright!!i'll be prayin for u!
jia you chao ren!!



when the ball gets rolling...
dun stop it.