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court fire.
Tuesday, 22 May 2007

I'm lost at what to do. except study, mug, study, mug... eat sleep go for training. Such a safe routine. Such an ordinary one. Just like a nobody. Just like Peter Parker. Gives up on himself because everybody's given up on him. And his girlfriend doesn't understand. He's changed but she doesn't see it. So life goes on in drearyness. And like Peter, all I can do is sit by the window and gaze as my world caves in. Maybe because of what I have done. yeah. Maybe that's it.

Can't I have a second chance?

Tomorrow's titans. Not ready for it, never will be. Not looking forward to the intense fatigue of the next three days. A non-sports player won't ever understand. Dread it, but encouraged by the camaraderie of my fellow OACians and Gammanians. We are all in this together, regardless of how tempers may flare, especially in the team events. My legs are sabotaging my chance. Chance to win? No. Chance to COMPLETE the RACE.

No second chance.

Retreat and I will Age.
Hesitate and I will Die.
Cast away my Fear.
Look forward instead and scream:
Ban-Kai!

6:12 pm