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Tuesday, 6 May 2008

wheeeeee...

time check: 10.41am..

in slighly more than 12 hours time, my arse will be on a flight leaving for tokyo! for two months!! i can hardly believe it.. the day i have been looking forward too.. (altogether now: wheeeeee!!!!) :p

just last week i was struggling with my exams. all 3 of them. the last of the last.. cant believe how 4 years have flown by just like that. i mean.. thats so damn freaking fast!! all the friends ive made. the bonds ive formed.. the getting used to university life and all.. now its time to uproot myself again and start a new chapter.. (though its a new chapter im already used to.. sigh.)

its hard imagining life after nus. not waking up and walking past the rooms of friends and neighbours. sharing the communal bathroom as we brush our teeth, wash our face and shower (and of coz not forgetting the piss and shit. lolx.) the jio-ing of each other for dinner and supper. the soccer nights in the mpsh. oh man oh man oh man.. so sads!! dont worry guys. i promise to visit!!!

ah well.. intermission time. in between 2 halves in a musical got the intermission break. in between drama serial episodes got commercial break. so in between 2 chapters of my life must also have break. holiday break!! :p hahaa. lame yes i know.. but isnt that so so me? :p

so tokyo here i come! next post will be made when ive set foot on japanese soil!! :p

wheee.

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Wednesday, 23 April 2008

control

ive come to realise that i cant have everything under my control. theres just some things i have to let go, accept that i have no say. but im sure its apparent. the feeling sucks. the feeling of helplessness, of not knowing what will happen next, coz out of the million and one possible occurances, just about any one could be next.

now everyones so busy
why is it a must to go through this
did you know its not necessary
you sure you prefer it
take one step back and observe
that everyone have different abilities
one may be good at memorising
extra time spent not needed
step back into yourself
away to where your dreams lie

i too have realised, that what i want, im clearer now.

its like studying now for exams
not like i put a lot of pressure on myself
some of the others sure do
name a few, i better not
or relying on that degree cert
title is all it is
but think its their great passport
some people do just that
acknowledgment is from your future boss
that what impression
you leave is more crucial
feel like a job was meant to be yours
that is how passion is born
way to go little one
too bad time waits for noone
be there always
it will make you cherish all
physical hurdles i will conquer
emotional ones hard to say
or how will things turn out
even i cannot decide
mental strength is most important

but yet its hard to convince others to see my point of view

not forgetting all my friends
some day we will definitely meet again
moments like now, i feel nostalgic
hot drinks taste best when its cold
and i wish i didnt have to move on
another day here is what i want
cold and lonely, it rarely is
leaving this phase
me thinks the chapter is about done
confused and uncertain
to venture out and explore
what is next, only God knows
you see, i dont have to be afraid
feel the strength flow in me

cryptic.and.loving.it

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Saturday, 23 February 2008

retirement

and then its over. 4 years in university, 3 years in hall. 3 inter hall games have i partaken in. and that was the last for my "career". as a touch rugby player for hall, as a track runner.

having won touch last year, i took up the responsibility of captain, with a mission to fulfill.. that a champion is not truly a champion by winning, but by winning it again and holding on to it. alas. it was not to be. after all those sweat, blood and tears spilled, all those hours put into training and going through all those moves, perfecting them and making them work in a game, we were unable to make our efforts count.

truth be told, i lost sight of something important in the aftermath of that day. i forgot that even the best teams do not always win, all the time. even champions have their off days. but they bounce back, and work harder, and achieve greater things. i do hope the future teams hold more, now that the solid foundation has been set.

after all. i read this somewhere.. champions do not become champions when they win the event, but in the hours, weeks, months and years they spend preparing for it. true aint it?

that said, the nostalgia and the reluctance to let go is evident. part of me just dont want to leave my comfort zone, to grow up. i can hardly believe its been 4 years already. while i never was one to be "hall-is-my-everything" kind of person, there is pride and the desire to perform, whenever i don the colours. and not being able to achieve what we set out to. it just crushes you.

minister.of.speed
the title "conferred" to me just last year. what? its been that long already? guess it has stuck. as it is evident..

looking back down the curve. seeing my teammate hurtle towards me. the moment he crosses the line, i set off. bursting down the last of the curve into the straight. "up" he calls and i thrust out my arm. feeling the cool metal smack into my palm. closing my fingers and yanking it away as i sprint down the line. those in front serve as bait. targets for me to lock on and chase. as the gap closes and they are within arms length. alas. the finish line has been reached. no more.

picking up the ball and passing it to a team mate. the spinning ball comes at me like a bullet. plucking it out of the air i take off. bursting down the side as the round the line and go down to score. sure. those will happen again. just not with the same people. not with the same team.

as with all, we have our differences. our shortcomings. but to put everything aside. and play for each other. ones strength covering anothers weakness. thats the stuff champions are made of.

my.ihg.career.is.over

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