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Monday, April 09, 2007 ; 10:05 PM
What friends are for...?

I had 2.4km run test today.

It was a tough run, really. To think that I've not run for 2 years already, today's run was going reduce half of my life span.

So there I was, standing along the starting line with Jacq, Ragini and Simin. We kept telling each other that we will run together (but usually we would either run faster or slower than one another. Hah). Just as the teacher blew her whistle, we slow jogged out the school gate.

When we were at the fence near the school's basketball court, Kitmeng fell down and started to cry while laughing. So the girls in my class stopped and asked her if she's alright. Then Jamuna helped Kitmeng and told us girls, "Keep going! Don't stop! Go Go Go..."

We carried on.

I'm quite amazed by myself actually, because usually I would start to walk only at the mosque. This time round however, I jogged to the park with little walking. All I was thinking at the time was that "I'm reaching the park soon. Few more steps and I'll be there. Keep going... keep going..."

I took the mid-way card from the teacher, and walked down the park with Ragini. Jacq was jogging right after she got the card. After the park, I started sprinting. I ran past the girls in my class, but stopped because 3 girls from other class blocked the path. Like Kevin Bacon in Murder in the First, I kept counting numbers. The only difference is that he counted numbers in the cell dungeon to keep his sanity, and I counted numbers during the walk to regain my breath and energy to continue to run.

Sometimes I would walk for a very long distance after a sprint. And so Jacq and Ragini would pull me along to jog. "Go... go... go...", words of encouragement coming from their mouth. Those faint calling made me continued running.

I'm reaching the bus stop soon, few more steps to the mosque and then back to school. Just keep going... don't give up...

At the mosque, I started walking. Jacintha was at the school gate, encouraging everyone to keep going. I jogged back into the school but started to walk after I got past the gate. Jacq was right behind me, walking too. Then she started running and caught up with me. She grabbed my arm, I grabbed hers and we sprinted back to the finishing line. I could feel that my legs were in pain as I dashed back with Jacq, I feel like as if someone was setting fire on my legs. It was burning hot inside, I felt very uncomfortable.

We got the end-point card and I collapsed at the foyer steps.

Eugene the kind man, asked for the teacher to help me. I was crying non-stop and complaining that my legs were burning hot. He and a girl from the other class started to stretch my legs to ease the pain in my legs.

I would like to thank the peeps who helped me, including those people that didn't do much. I think I wouldn't be here blogging without all of their help.

Thanks Jacq.
Thanks Ragini.
Thanks Simin.
Thanks Jamuna.
Thanks Yu Xuan.
Thanks Kit Meng.
Thanks Wei Ying.
Thanks Eugene.
Thanks Jacintha.
Thanks Ummu.
Thanks Mr Liew.
Thanks Ms See.
Thanks Mdm Prema.
Thanks Mdm Ruhaiza.
Thanks Benjamin James.
Thanks Meifoong.
Thanks Huijun.
Thanks to my classmates.
Thanks to the schoolmates who helped me.
Thanks to the other people who asked about the run.
Thanks to the other people who cared for me.
Thanks everyone whom I forgot to mention.

Friends encourages you and gives you the determination to run to the finishing line.

I did it. Did you?

"We are friends together, now and forever
Till the end of time
We share our joys, our woes and sorrows,
we never say goodbye
Even if we go on separate ways,
I know we'll meet again someday

Friends forever
Our heartbeat as one~"
- http://galvin.worshipsingapore.com

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