It's Just My Imagination
Thursday, May 25, 2006
 
Sports Meet has finally come to an end. Not a very joyful day for a start, well since when has any results set me jumping in joy? Then again, I felt this unusual energy fill my physique and my limbs seemed to be filled with enthusiasm. The drop start I did was phenomenal , the way my legs efficiently gathered speed to keep me on path , my extremely "oiled" shoulder joints which facilitated a rather satisfying arm swing. All was right.

Pure carelessness. Dint notice that my blocks were replaced. Minor it may seem but I somehow regret not getting up to ask to re-order my blocks. owells. miraculously , I still managed a 14 HT. Not decent i suppose. Was aiming for a 13.7 at least. Races at Nj are always faciliated by tail winds. What a great way to produce " look good " timings.. Wasted.

However, one thing that made me extremely glad was to see most of the class being supportive of our effort. After holding high hopes for last year's top IP prize but being turned away, this year's enthusiasm was not dampened despite some persistence for some participation. Thanks to all those who bagged medals and though yes its just THE NATIONAL TRACK AND FIELD MEET , it is something that we can be very delighted with. It was heartening to know we shaved nearly 4 seconds off for our relay.


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I really should go to another class. What have I done but drag down the averages of all the subs by many percentages , but inject more sorrow into the tensioned state during all the " 10min after we collect our results span of time". Tell me why I do not really feel sad for myself , tell me why I never really wanted to cry over my grades. Sincerely, all of you , have stuck your fingers onto me and subconciously shaped me into a mutated , unsightly and fugly person that I never wanted to be.

I do not know what it feels like to have tried hard. It dawned on me, the amount of effort I put in will somehow never reap similar results. Help me, all of you if you still have a heart of a human. Tell me, how I can rest my head on the pillow , feeling secured and hopeful for the day to come. Tell me, how I can not fret the night before my physics test, how I can not worry ...


Despise me for I have not tried. Tried hard enough

I wasted myself. Now I have landed myself in the dire state of comparing how low my grades are. Silly as it sounds, I was rather relieved in a way when john told me he beat me in physics. No mean intentions here but it was rather comforting for a split second. Well john if you see this in any way, if you realise, our grades aint nothing to be proud of. Better up it before we get stoned to death.

My first U grade - 24th May 2006


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14th July it shall be.
Get my right lead left trail right.
Improve my arm swing.
Hit the finals.

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Hell, I dont know what the hell is going on between you 2. I might not want to know but I dont understand what my eyes are seeing. I don't believe what I am hearing. I prick , I burn , I sting , I bite. Is that why? Dispose of my torns, calm my fiery character, allow my words to be gentile , teach me not to rebutt.

I yearn for a certain warmth. One that I should never speak of to anyone ...
 
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