It was: Monday, March 16, 2009
Back then was : 7:45 PM
Bike rally was yesterday, it went well but I didnt finish the entire though due the heavy rain encounter at Seragoon stadium and Jasper was the I think the fastest in our pack. Intially I was on par with him, Jon and jean but after sometime and somethings cock up I began to lack behind the pack. Some of us actually sleep there while waiting for the freaking rain to stop Seragoon stadium. At first, the thought of giving up crossed my mind when I was at check point 3 or 4(no idea which). Cause its fucking fierce but something keep pushing me forward...
Yes, this word keep going for more of the shit that is going to thrown on me on the way to the other checkpoint. I dont know why but I think I just hate myself for being what I am!!! So I need something to put my hatred and fucking stress to it. And I think cycling is the best way, where I pump all the hatred and stress that I've got in the gear and chains of the bike. I wont say I had a stuck up family or family background, I think theres something got to do with me personally. But sometimes it really wondering why Why WHy WHY am I ME?! WHY?! Why does shit always happens to me?
*Bike rally photos will be up on the next post I hope, cause all the photos are with Jon.
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