The Last Assignment.

Despite the disillusions I had of myself, Michael, Justin and Wenxu never gave up on me. Just now, Justin invited me for the track dinner, which I feel must be truly amazing grace...for such a wretched guy like me. (its from a hymn I heard long time ago)...Feel really touched, for which for the 1st time no words can describe my feelings. The least I can do is to support them to my hearts out tomorrow at the finals.

Have this resolution...that if my track mates have the courage to place their trust in me, then I will muster whatever remnants that I have to support them at their most crucial moments and to find Mr Lee, my track teacher-in-charge. (or Miss Poon....-.-')Amazingly for the 1st time in a decade, the trackkers have a chance of getting the double golds.

For the last time, I shall make my stand and stop running from my problems. Tomorrow shall be the day where all my problems will be gone....Nevertheless, I shall forgo the track dinner tomorrow, as I need to visit a sick friend of mine. He must be feeling sad and lonely missing school for 2 days and I shall pay him a surprise visit...:)