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♥ Sunday, July 08, 2007
5:46 PM

i am supposed to be in bed now, but oh well, just another fifteen minutes to pen down the thoughts swirling in my minute brain capacity. i need some space of liberation.

i cant believe that my race is in exactly thirty-three hours away. that there is no more water training, that the next time im touching my paddle and boat it'll be the moment down the lane. that the BIG DAY is so, so near. its just so unbelievable how time has flown without a trace. much anxiety and excitement, blended into a flavour never tasted before.

all of a sudden i find myself missing macritchie, missing haoxia, missing the old days, missing trainings and missing ... i know everything's not over yet and no one in the right mind will be feeling this way before nationals, it's suppose to be after nationals. but just the mere thought that everything will soon come to an end struck the emo chord in me.

its just that few hours left ticking away, so hang in there everyone (: after all that we've put in, after all the smiles and laughters amid the tears and struggles, the last fight down the lane will be our best alright, for simply the love for the team, for the love of the sport. we're all in this together. love-

let's just paddle our hearts out; strong girls

hide me now
under Your wings
cover me
within Your mighty hands

unrest my soul
in Christ alone
know His Power
in quietness and trust

when the oceans run
and thunders roar
I'll soar with you
above the storms

Father Your are King
over the floods
I'll be still and know
You are God

in moments like this, i need You Lord.


dear one, im really proud of you
you gave in your all and it's my turn in just a while.
thanks for being there for me.