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Thursday, March 20, 2008

I broke it. :(


As i delight my senses. (Beware, long post ahead.)


Sport's Day was awesome (!) and i believe it was, too, for the graduating classes. Seemingly, everyone didn't want to do the very long and lame cheer of the Secondary fours and fives, but i guess they got over it and joined in too! The start of the day went well, with smiles and laughters all around the ever-so-exciting atmosphere but until it reached to the point where i had to badly read what Fazlin has in store for me within her cellphone. There, lies a message, full of words that were never meant to be spoken but expressed, covered ten pages. Instantaneously, it made me wish i had the power to turn back time and not act so mean, ignoring such a beautiful meaning of friendship. The teary moment gave me very supportive hugs and hand-holding love, with that, i agreed to sprint on the track.

The whole thing was well planned and i thought, while i was running the 4 x 100 Relay, that i would actually (at last, after four years) win a medal after over-taking a few runners and got third placing. Dreams crashed into fragile pieces when i dropped the baton and took my own sweet time to pick it back up, pass it to Nora and she sprinted. With that, we ended up last. ): I apologise for my very clumsy mistake, mates! All i'm trying to say is, i've never won any medal, since the day i stepped into the gates of Springfield Secondary. I only excelled in the heats but not finals, just the same for academics. After the whole dramatic crying, due to the passionate message and baton-dropping moment, i had laughters and more screaming, which made the whole last-year Sport's Day memorable. All around, we see people bonding and momentarily, i thought that it was beautiful to see such relations and how touching it is to see how they took care of those who were injured. Times when they had to move together and give supportive cheers to everyone on the running track. These things will be permanently in memories and well, i, too, had a few pleasant chats with people i barely talk to and i felt the warmth of welcome. :)


Soon after, i had to go for physics practical trial, in school, and i had my lunch with Nazirah, Nora, Nisa and Farah. Coincidently, Mr. N was there too, so he sat and ate with us. At first i thought it would be an awkward situation where we were gonna get a personal chat with him, but i misinterpret it and he was actually nice and encouraging. Just that the way he expresses his encouragement in class, is so much like pure madness. Did my whole practical wrong and i had to do it again, but in green of course, since i had already heard how the answers are supposed to be like. Amiably pleasant chat with Ms. L and i find it sweet of her to offer us help, anytime after school. Fortunate enough to have such caring and encouraging teahers in school, and i shouldn't have wasted it. At five, i headed off to meet Zul, to accompany him do his shopping and i guess it was pretty nice to meet him after a century! (Oh, why can't i exaggerate lesser?) Had talks, and finally, he didn't get what he wanted and i went home right after that. :)


Tomorrow's gonna be a studious day!


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Farah Love.
Sheaha Love.
Four-Gee'ians.
(The odd one in white is Tony, haha. See! Forget some more!)
Oh so, sexy candid Hilda! Love you!
Tina Love.
Psyched up!
Arafat! :D
Girlfriends. <3>
Secondary Four and Five's spectators seat section!
Screaming Sec Three's.
Fazlin Love.
Mouthful crap talks.
Ignore Gabe at the back.
Nisa, Nora, Farah. Loves!





Good Night! :D


Written with love; 10:11 pm