the end

All the way back from Kelantan, holding a trophy I didn't want.
Sleeping and waking, waking and then sleeping.
They say, the higher you climb, the harder you fall. I guess its true.
I'm sorry, everyone. I've failed you, let you down.

I guess this is the end. No more staying back until 630. No more skipping class. No more sunny days in the volleyball court. No more reading first aid manual at night, no more writing essays.

I'd rather do that for another month.

So, back to the normal life. I'll be able to drink cold drinks again. To go back to class. To go for house practice. To go back home early. I'll have time to watch afternoon tv now. Heck, I'll have time to blog.