Live With No Regrets ♥

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♥ Live With No Regrets .

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ANGELA LAI
the happy girl who lives with no regrets.

She likes to busk in the limelight,
and enjoys capturing attention.
I do not live in the shadow of others
and i HATE to be forgotten.

I do what i say,
And, i say what i feel.

You think you know me?
Think TWICE before u judge.

Here, i do my constant ranting.
Here, i update my camwhoring photos.
Everything here are purely MY opinions,
and u don't have to agree with me.
If my narcissism scares u,
leave me alone.

Had my NATIONAL JUNIORS competition today..
qualified as the last one.. [slowest timing]

here are some photos of me running..
that was for the progressive meet, qualifying rounds.
400m RACE

look, how strong.
look, how confident.
look, how intimidating.

last hundred:

feel the lactic acid.
see the tired face.
hear the ppl cheer.

today was horrible.
SCREWED up race.
race of the century man.

the organizers were so bloody disorganized..
supposed to be two heats, im in lane 6.

end up, combine, im in lane 8!
and all these last min confusing changes
occured FEW MINUTES before the race.

and it happened tt all the slower ppl didnt turn up.
so, im way behind the rest.. WAY WAY WAY behind.

and i hate tt.

usually i run a confident, do my best kinda race.

today..
my standard was far behind theirs.
got overtaken by the first 200m.
and the last 200 was HELL.

i was demoralized.
i was tired.
i was feeling SCREWED.
i was going to give up.
i was far behind... ...

and im in lane 8. with a BIG curve
and there is no way i can catch up..

tt sucks. i almost gave up.
but i noe i cant. haiix.

and i slowed down alot at the last 150m..
wanted to stop. cus i noe..
i noe the gap is gg to get bigger..
im gg to lag behind more..

at the last 100m.
CLASSIC.

horrible facial expression.
terrible running style.
feeling disppointed,
muscles drained.

i heard my team mates shout.
i felt my sweetheart's presence.
i forced all my energy out.

i completed the race.
with a suckky timing..

not my personal best.
just average. =\

shall end off wit a nice photo ((:

me and my darling.
haha. after drinking PINEAPPLE GRAPE slurpie.
i got blue tongue.
and my dear, trying to make monkey face...
=.-

hahas. I LOVE MY BOYFRIEND! ((:

its GREAT knowing tt after a BAD race.
u're sweaty, smelly, ugly and mean.

yet there is SOMEONE there for u.
to give u a hug, despite ur smelliness.
to give u a reassuring smile, to tell u its over.
to stay by ur side, putting up wit ur BLACK FACE.

its a lovely feeling with u around. ((:

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