sundown

27th of May 2011:
The day before the race, I was really so terrified, not because of the race but I was thinking of going alone, taking flight alone to Singapore, find the way to meet Wengwoo they all. The whole idea made me freaking out. I didn't even pack till the night, I realized that if  I hadn't packed, I would have messed up on the next day. Packed with worries, finally I slept......
Early in the morning, around 915am, farewell with mama and gogo fetched me to the airport and taught me the method to check in. Phew, luckily I have a wonderful, patient gogo, though he behaves as though as daddy he is better than daddy in speaking. Saying bye bye to him as well, I waited, waited....I was hoping that Ken will show up so that I was not alone. But another side of my heart, I wished he hadn't showed up. Yes, he didn't show up finally. There were some of the runners had the same flight with me, but I just ignored them, didn't even say hey to them..Who cares?hahahaha
FLYing------>SIngapore..
Upon reaching there, I had no idea what to do, followed my instinct and took MRT,sms with Wengwoo, he showed me the direction. After some time, finally I got them. Went to Athlete Sport shop to take the race pack and went to the small, tiny ABeary Good Hotel. I was so shocked, ya! Gogo, you had your words correct. The hostel in Singapore is really TINY.....
Makan-->laughed--> went to Marina Bay-->Makan--> Tidur.....

28th May 2011:
I woke up quite early and had my free breakfast and waited and waited.......makan again, a Korean rice,I didn't know what was that but not bad....then we went to Orchard Road ate the roadside ice-cream..So sedap leh...
Waited for Wengwoo's friend, only left 45mins, we shopped a while and rushed to the MRT and back...
Mandi, rest, prepared and rock to 42km~~~took MRT again, waited for the shuttle bus, laughed in the bus yet stucked in the traffic. I saw many runners ran. This was my first rime I saw people ran. There were so many patterns of running, so cute and I wondered how I ran,perhaps I run as though as mama said, like an elephant.Hahaha.I felt like so happy to be with the gang. But, there was only the bad thing I dislike it, which is everyone asked me whether I am the student or working now.I do really hate it, I am a student OK???
Eventually, we reached the exhibition. Waited again, stretched and took many photos and stood in thousands of people.My mind was in blank, suddenly the scary thinking flooded my mind, I scared if I couldn't finish in good time,  I scared if I had stomachache during the race?LFS guided me and others to go nearer to the starting point and it was great to stand nearer to the starting point.
3....2....1!!bomb! RUN.............LSF paced with me, actually I was not glad with him but I remained my pace and forgot about the distraction. I wasn't sweat at all  and I think I was running with very easy pace. There was an uncle opening the loud speaker with the old songs, kinda funny! Moreover, there were many young guys listening to their music with earphones but they opened so loud. Around 18km, LFS left me (after that he told me he lausai) and before that, about 16km, I went to toilet. I couldn't endure anymore.I ran, my mind was blank and I was praying so hard, hoping that Holly Spirit can listen to my prayers. Seeing the distance marks from 20km-21km-22km, my leg was getting lazier, I realized that. I remember there were  volunteers  gave me tit-bit. The last 12km was really hard for mentality. The road was exactly the same of the starting point. It was so lone, all the guys only and there was no lady, I passed by some guys and there was a 18years old guy paced with me. However, he didn't follow after some time, I think because of the soreness. I stopped a while, my mentality was getting weaker. 38km,  I prayed hard, 4km left, please, I watched my watch, couldn't know what was the exact time. 39km, I stopped to stretch a bit, there was a guy handled me a counterpain.Phew,  he was the angel!!! I applied all and had the energy to run.I cut him, cut some guys as well and last 2 km was totally dark. I told myself I needed to speed. Gosh, a lady cut me but I saw the finishing line after the turn, it was 500m (I guess so) and I sped UP! The DJ announced my name, my heart bumped and the clock hung showed 4:18....FUYOH!!!
Waited for others till the next day, we chatted and took photos...
Packed and say bye bye to them.
Actually, I wasn't so focus for my marathon but I was happy with the entire trip. I met some new friends who really cared for me. I felt so blessed, without any training, without any of my pace yet I managed well. Thank you Holly Spirit, thank you everything......