Again

Just like that, the biggest inter-house competition that everyone was so looking forward to has passed in a jiffy - well at least three-quarters of it, the last being the relay events which would be postponed to this Thursday due to the heavy downpour yesterday afternoon. I personally think athletics is the event in every school because it is only then that each and every individual gets to showcase their talent or talentssss that you just don't get to see on a daily basis. And yesterday, again, it was in plain words: Amazing. I saw people whom nobody knew were athletes drive themselves to the finish line and also people whom everyone had high expectations of emerge once again as champions, if not record-breakers! When I was living in the moment, the then and there, standing by the side and cheering for them - I felt so good, and this feeling simply just can't be expressed in words, you gotta feel it with your heart to truly know... But I'll try my best to convey my thoughts in black and white. Bear with me.

All those times before when I ran - when my spikes sunk deep into the grass, anchoring it to keep balance, my hands moved back and forth rhythmically, my hair swung towards the direction of the wind, my humungous Irinah shirt hung loosely against my not-as-big-as-the-shirt body - I knew I could always expect cheers from the crowd, at least from my best friend, and when that did happen, when I heard my name shouted out, from soprano to alto to even bass voices, it never failed to make me smile and quicken those already-exhausted legs. You have to know that cheering really helps. Even a shout of three words can do wonders in deciding the final position of a race, any race: Come on, Kar Mun! Without fail, it ignites a spark in my heart and in my head I tell myself "I have to do this. See? So many people believe in me, they know I can do this so show them that I really can". And to the finishing line I go! *giggles*

Therefore, yesterday, when I was jumping and shouting and running across the field, I had only one intention: To cheer for them. I cheered at the top of my lungs because at that moment nothing was more important than to not give up... All those times when I was the one running and being cheered for, little did I know then that it feels just as good, if not better, to be the one standing and cheering for other people, whether or not I knew them personally because I believe that strangers are friends just waiting to happen. *smiling*
如果我的鼓励对一些人有那么一点点不同，我会很开心的...

At my starting point, I expected nothing but to complete my race, hoping wishing praying that my body wouldn't choose to fail on me then, so getting 2nd was the last thing I thought would happen. And again, for the second time, I got 2nd in my 800m race, second to Analysia of course! *laughs* I see fire in that girl, she is growing up so fast and getting better each day (breaking three school records yesterday!) I have faith in her.

I just felt, and still feel, so very grateful.
And happy. Really happy. :)
But really tired too.