tomorrow! tomorrow! yes! it's blooooooody tomorrow!
high jump's tomorrow and i'm really really excited yet scared. Excited? cause high jumping is something i can only do once every year and i really love it. I guess no one can understand how i feel about high jumping. Scared? Cause i can tell that with each year, i'm losing it. I know you might say ' like as if you ever had it in the first place' but whatevs!

Each time i head towards the mat, i feel really elated but as while preparing to run towards the pole, i just suddenly feel afraid, afraid that i might not be able to jump over the pole, afraid that the pole might fall, afraid that i might be kicked out of the heats very early cause i couldn't pass the standard height.

I really hope for all the best tomorrow. I really do hope that i'll get a medal this round but somehow i doubt so. So all i ask is to be in the top 8, i hope that ain't something too hard to get.