I couldn’t believe myself. Though I almost fainted during the 800meters run in the morning, I still made it to the finish line during the 3,000meters. It started at 1’clock in the afternoon under the scorching heat. And though I wasn’t the first nor the last, I felt victorious for making it. But when I looked around the audience, he wasn’t there. He wasn’t there to witness how happy I was. In the long run, he was never there, not even a single effort to watch me. :’( Now I’ve got a fever, and that’s not even a reason why I don’t feel well right now. It’s coz I was expecting you’d be there for me but reality changes everything.