Damn.
So, Area was yesterday. And it blew balls.
I got fifth. Pretty good, right?
Except that you factor in the fact that only four advanced to state. *sigh*
It was my last shot. I had a spot reserved on my jacket and everything. And now, it'll stay blank, and I will have never made the All-State Band.
*sigh*
Love to all of you,
Eke
I got fifth. Pretty good, right?
Except that you factor in the fact that only four advanced to state. *sigh*
It was my last shot. I had a spot reserved on my jacket and everything. And now, it'll stay blank, and I will have never made the All-State Band.
*sigh*
Love to all of you,
Eke
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My Jr. year of High-School I won the state 4A track meet for high-jump. The following year, I took a spill 2 weeks before state and pulled the ligament in my jump-foot. I got 5th on a pulled ligament. I was kinda put-off because I'd worked all season to defend my title and it was suddenly snatched out from under me, but I did my best considering my bruised ego and messed up foot... and that hideous 6" scab below my knee.
You did your best, right? If you did your best, there's no sense kicking you. Of course, there's no sense kickin' yourself anyway because it's over and done with and this one thing is just a tiny spec of the life you've yet to live. On to bigger and better things! Let the past settle into the dust where it belongs.
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