i've been thinking about it.. yeah ,i'm not worthy to be called one.

i'm not worth it.

how should i redeem myself

and to be honest, when i think abt other fellow runners and know of their stories-of disappearing/fading away from the competition scene, for whatever reasons, my heart aches.

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j2farewellassembly was i cant rmb. i just rmb the crazy girls i hang out with PRANCING on poor griffles upon laying their hands on him.HAHAHAHA. poor j1 boy. he sounded so traumatised. it was *#(@)#*(@ hilarious i was laughing my guts out i couldn't summon enough energy to join in the terrorising. ahahhaha (they were) like a bunch of out of control children all hell break loose whn they lay eyes on their next target at a carnival.

but the song we sang, our batch song thing, it brought back hell lot of memories man...from j1.mostly before i transferred class. i was in a dominated rg/ri environmentbut they were still good times...they were part of the nice harmless pple in their secschs. and during orientation, audrey and thaddeus were always 10 feet away so it was easy to disturb them..

I MET A SUPER CUTE BOY TODAY after sv j2farewell.(wow, been a long time since i went to westmall) he's -(shows four fingers ), mummy says 'shou liang ke qi lai', (down to two fingers)- two years old! he even has a yandao pose. he has nice eyes. gna be a handsome boy. but most imptly, he stays opp church.... ;) see, theres worth in persisting on churchgoing.

(hahahah jkjk. srysrysry)