This is how i started an eariler post. haha. thank god i didnt publish that. things really have changed. anyways here it is anyway:
With the coming of the May flowers, and May sun, comes the May sweat, which doesnt exactly agree very well with my hair. god. its dam itchy. and pretty long. not that long, but PRETTY long. haha. give you an idea how long it is: when i tilt my head back, what is left of the skin on my next dissaperes. yeah. but not that long to get me caught yet. haha. but even then... do I WANT to keep my hair? haha. honestly th only thing stopping me is the inconvenience of walking to the barber shop and forking out the cash.
And fast forward to 12th May 2005. haha. Its all your fault. You and your rain. haha. when it was my rain it was still nice. now see what has happened. first my house gets flooded with insects. haha. not literally of course. Just a case of insects taking refuge from the outpour. Alright. tahts cool. im fien with that. but thats no excuse to fly straight into my eyes, the day of my add maths paper. and land on my toast this morning. God. flying ants were everywhere. and witht he ants came the lizards, previously in hiding. and the leader of them all. Big Blackie. Big Blackie was in the open today. Out in full flesh he stood there, centimtres from the microwave over where he hid for so many years. as fat and as black as ever. he was licking the table top. Urgh-. digusting. This was my chance to destroy him once and for all. i grabbed a tissue to protect my hand fom blood stain. And tehnc ame jothia'kka my maid to opent he fridge door, scarring him away before i had the chance to. haha. okay. its not liek i really coudl have got him. but nonetheless. i asked her to wipe the table top and whatever he was licking. Reallys ickening the state she keeps teh hosue in. we really MUST sack her. i think we are going to sooner or later. only problem we all hav been to busy. not a problm afte rthis year i feel. id graduate form st pats and quit ITE, and become a domestic. haha. yes. eveyrthing just fits in pretty nicely. This is so out of topic. iw as talking boutt he rain. YES!
so kyle didnt go school in the same time of the morningas me. that meant i had to go to school on me own and the rain wasnt helping. i had to get to the mrt but how? no way iw as gonna lugg an umbrella to school. so i called pete and went with him. actually ic alled his dad and arranged with hsi dad. haha. how cool is that. talking with grown ups and all. whatever, rishik. anyways the rain was annoying in the morning. but then again it was nice in the after noon. on my way home. the gentle drizzle which i love so much. pasir ris rocks lah. i forgot what iw anted to type abotu again. Off topic. this is why i got A2 for english last year. Out of topic. Over the top. haha. these two phrases meant the downfall of the english master. actually is till topped th level. just didnt get A1. speaks alot for the standard of the school population. haha. rights.
Rise from fallen grace. The return of the champion. the comeback kid. Against all odd, rising tot he challenge and pushing allt heyw ay till the very end, just as all hope seems against you, you hit the top and teh feeling of euphoria rushes through your veins and things are just the way you want it. they said you woudl never recover but here youa re right now. This is eveyrthign you have eben working for in the past so many years. teh moment is now and now is forever and here youa re to relish evey secodn of it. And eveyrhting is beautiful.
That is how i wanna feel. That is why it is so important to me. I need to come back. I need to vinidacte my self. I know i am capabl of it. I need to prove tehm wrong. i need to prove to myself. this is it. the swan song. th final lap. Make or break i must do it. the feeling. the emotion,. the sweat and allt he hard work i put in all coems down to these final few moments. a fraction to the time spent working at it. But the most crucial of it all. no room for errors. and so it begins.
The contendor has isnpired me. forever. the fact that people like Jesse recovering from a hemstring injury, was forced to lose 1 and a half punds and horu before the match and clearly lost teh first three rounds; the fact that he just kpt playing and in the final round he gave it his all and bam! in one punch. in one decding momnet anthony lefthimself open, jesse gave his all, uppercut and knoked anthony to the floor. In that timing, when all hope for jesse was gone he brought it all back. he did that himself. he was the underdog. and he won. everyhtign was goign against him. and h broguht hismelf up. he won the match. and that is exactlyw hy i love teh contendor. the inspiration it brings me. the fact that life can change in any moment. the fact that life never ends. but keeps going. and that all of us , no matter how small can make a difernece. al of us can do it. we have the potential. and that is what i am working for. that chance of immortality. that pride to have my name engraved forever on the shcool halls. for years to come, for them to look up say, he was a man who made it. he MADE IT. that is why i am so desperate to dow ell. so full of desire to make it. to give my all and never look back. I am not the best tehre is. i am not the one people say will make it. but i am th eone that wants it most. to break the barriers. and show everyone i can do it. And from the looks of it, i am still first runner up. but nontheless. i will try. and i will stand proud. and taht will be my moment. no actually it wont be. it will be another friends moment. but oned ay that moment will come. and i know i will never regret. and i know i will be poud. and things would be beautiful for that one moment again. and i will for that moment feel my life return to me. and that is why it is so important to return from fallen grace. to show i have been there before and i will get there again. i am the underdog. and i will fight.
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