I kept my pace on the burning tracks. All the more, trying to keep at my lane. The heat is failing me. Slowly. Unconsciously. I knew I can never have got the 2nd, what's more the 1st place. Yet "trying my best" was the only those them few words that were repeating on my mind. I know 3rd was what we all agreed on, and it's no more than the obvious. 100 metres past. 200. 300... My vision grew blurrier as I paced through each run. And the next moment, all I know I was under the shelter. All kind of faces compassing within my limits of sight bombarding me with their "howareyous" questions.

God, how could I, for God's sake, faint??? On my first Sports Day, what was more. And that just blew our class chance of getting a bronze-at-least medal. Fina, seriously, how much idiot-er/stupider/weaker can you possibly get? Mygod. And I only have my stupid self to blame. Class, I'm truly sorry. To Liana, Alicia and Yuen Wvei especially.

God, I swear. Friday must have been a big drama for me, man.

Dear blov-vers,
My one and only avid blov-vers, I'm sorry for not updating much lately. As far as you are heavily concerned, I'm loaded with tons and tons of responsibilities each day(i.e. a daughter, sister, student, councillor, choir member) and I can't possibly be sticking my head into the computer screen each and everyday. Most likely only to check my mailbox and such so. Other than that, big updating like blogging and all, will be highly minimized. Thank you for being such a loyal reader still. I will always love you.
<. Always.