in lieu of natls in 13 days(!!!)

Races on the track have only two things to do. They have to do with the gun and the finish line. Run like crazy when you hear one...and don't stop until you cross the other.

i made this sudden realisation to two friends of whom i shall not name. but it aint gonna be a secret now for it's going to be disclosed.

i told them that i dislike school, i dislike rjc, i dislike everything. but when i think about it, when i think of my surroundings, i think otherwise. i love my classmates for they are all very special people to me, and it's just so amazing and heartwarming to see how we're maturing(IN SOME SENSE) and growing to each other.

and other than them, the other main bulk of my friends or as one'd put it, the other social circle i'm in, is my crosscountry team. and,yeah it took kinda long but i was gone away for a while!, i love my team. when i was in sec1, and even to sec4, i was thinking mgx was THE team of the century. i'd find no other team like that. period. but come rj, with all the hatred and mixed feelings (eg. why the hell did i forgo my childhood dreams and come to this j.college) ,i'm finding myself embraced by this new team. and i embracing them too.

it's really special. (not in the right state of mind to elaborate now :( )

i read this somewhere and i'm gonna share it with yall :-I have seen my ex-captain and some of my team mates with tears in their eyes, walking out to receive the FOURTH place and clapping as the other team, my opponents, receive the first, second and third. (2007)-

(we fell short of our seniors' (of 4 yrs) glory. champions four times in a row, then we threw it away with a fourth. it was the worst feeling for me ever. esp when capt made us show sportsmanship and congratulate our opponents who beat us. ....can nvr forget the experience and the...expression i saw in capt's eyes when she told us to do so)

-When we miss a kick, or strike out, OR GET A SHITTY TIMING, OR ARE UNABLE TO CATCH UP, or FALL, we don’t let down an entire state. We only let down our teammates, coaches, and fans. -

my teammates are my family, my fans are my best friends.

cross country:
It's tough, real tough.
Ever watch a runner kick from behind and win?

Takes guts, a lot of guts.
Yeah, it's tough.

Watch a practice.
Runners collapse, stager,fall down, even cry.
It hurts that bad.
Yeah, Cross Country
it's tough.

But go watch a race.
Watch pain swell into pride.
Watch accomplishments ease the aches.
Watch foes walk away as friends.
Watch people become better people.

This is beauty,
true honest beauty.
And this is Cross Country.

Yeah, it's tough.

(reading through, i sound so aww.. to me, to me. i hope those heartless, unromantic boys frm the team dont read this >.<>