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Saturday, August 06, 2005
The First thing that everyone has been waiting for is here, the annual Cross Country. It was my first experience though but it did'nt stop me from being the last guy in the race. Right after school, Mr.Stick-in-a-pot, and friends and I went to Jurong Point for a lunch and went to the Resivor for the run.

The beginning of the race was nice, slow and steady. But, as the tracks gets deeper in the jungle, the road was a big challenge. The Senior Part B and Part C cadets gave me the support to win the game but there were lots of people who has the ability to take over. The race became quite freaking annoying when Mr. Chior Boy blocked my way in the jungle. That really pissed me off. But it did'nt stop me from losing. I was also surprised to see Mr.Philippino (who runs really fast), could not run anymore. So, i simply took over him and went to the finishing point. On my way to the finishing point, i met Little Miss Netballer on the way. I ran together with her till the end of the race while she suddenly fell down and hit her knee. Well, it was also my fault becaz i always tell her " Run, Run, u can do it!". Maybe she propably get too excited or too annoyed and fell down. My, My, My, I really wants to tell her that i'm sorry for what happened.

After all the intense running, the winners were annouched. Incredibly, 1/5 got the best boy's runner group in the competition. How cool is that?

I SOLD MY LIFE FOR ROCK'N ROll, B****