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Saturday, November 11, 2006

To be second is to be last.
There must always be pain.

river regatta today. the feeling was different from last year. really different. cos last year i rowed as a newbie, as a new junior who didn't know anything. but today, i rowed as a senior. it was really different. i was in women's open 10 crew boat b. well, we warmed up, and then went down. i felt really nervous and all, cos we really wanted it really badly. we wanted to pull for each other, to give it our all. the race started, my mind was a blank. i just looked at jasmine and rowed and rowed. i yelled my lungs out. i did not stop counting and shouting. i did not stop pulling hard. we still lost. i guess we're still weak in terms of strength. we might have felt that we have given our all, but the best is never the best. i suppose, we'll learn from this race, and never make the same mistake again. i'll keep this memory deep inside me, and remember how badly we wanted it, and how we lost. this will be my motivation to train harder. i'm determined, to be not just another canoeist, but the true njcanoeist - with the never say die spirit.

my heart still bleeds for you.




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and now the stars
aren't out tonight, but
neither are we,
to look up at them.
why does hello feel like goodbye?
these memories
can't replace
these wishes I wished
and dreams I chased.
take this broken heart,
and make it right.

when will you save me?



stabbed my heart.