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Thursday, July 17, 2008 |
Well it's about the last time id get to say that, since my gym participation is pretty much officially over once past the nationals this week, concluding with the prize presentation on Friday. It's a kind of mixed feelings reaching the end of it all - of regret, disappointment and a slight tinge of joy (freedom?) with the knowledge that it's finally all over. Regret, because I frankly haven't been putting much effort and time into gym since sec 2. Disappointment, because I could have achieved so much more for myself and the team but just couldn't get past the emotional barrier. Joy, because I can finally put this behind me once and for all. Looking back, i really can't understand what lead to that emotional breakdown of sorts (not really as serious as it sounds, but bad enough) nearing the competition in sec 2. I guess i was just too fearful, too immature back then to handle the pressure and stress. Thankfully we still pulled out of it with team champs, kudos to the rest of the 2006 'C' div team who made it possible. Now, im grown more mature and stronger than back then, but still as innocent as ever. ^^ Still, no regrets joining gym. I've met a bunch of really nice people, a few people who i would wish not to associate myself with in future, some awesome coaches, ONE very fked up coach who fked up the sec 2 me but still gets us the results anyway, and pretty friendly juniors who thankfully don't AP and don't give too much trouble. (Other than their constant niaoing of my height that is. <_<) We'll get to see some really awesome routines tmr for the last gym finals ill officially attend as part of the Hwachong Gym Team. And after that will be the ultimate mass-overnight-fun-slacking-session which is the gym camp (once again my last) before the coaches take over training the sec 1s and i (most probably) bid farewell to gym and the juniors good luck under the coaches - they'll need it, heh. I'm still contemplating whether to go back to gym even though i won't have much to do anymore without the juniors under my care, but the shame does weigh down rather heavily. Thank you gym for giving me a great bunch of friends (i get to listen to the prep/crap talk of Minister Shanmugaratnam's son in trainings!), a little more maturity, definitely more muscles (:D), and a shiny team champions trophy in my cabinet which will remind me of my experiences for years to come. And last of all, I'm sorry. Lean mean flippin' machine - What The Tuck! |
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Monday, July 07, 2008 |
[6/7 ~ 7/7 2400+ hrs] Greetings of "Happy birthday noob!" start coming in. [10:21] First wake-up call. Nicholas rudely awakens me because he needs some Project's Day materials from me. I go "nffghh". [10:25] I finally bear to drag myself out of bed, log in to MSN and send him the stuff. [10:36] Back to sleep. zZZ... [12:20] Second wake-up call. Kuan Yue, my other PDay teammate, rudely awakens me too for some help with uploading the website. I speak a little more coherently this time. [12:22] More SMSes come pouring in and i realise my inbox is full with birthday greetings. I decide i probably won't be able to sleep any longer with all the disruptions. D: [12:30] Brunch! [12:58] Here i am. Why can't a sleep-deprived kid (fine, call me a lazy bum if you want) get more sleep on a school holiday, especially if it's also his birthday? T_T Ironically, this Youth Day is also the day i lose my youth since legally-speaking, im no longer a juvenile. On the bright side, NC16! (Not like i haven't been watching such movies on Thanks for all the birthday wishes everyone! The most astonishing one i received was from a Muar exchange friend (Jasper or Master Lok if you know him) whom my family played host to a couple of years back in Sec 2. It's quite touching to know he still remembers us ^^ Oh, and for those who don't know, my mum has the same birthday as me too. =P Happy birthday Mum and Liki! |
'Twas teh winnar at 12:58 pm.
Thursday, July 03, 2008 |
This is my first explorative, thought-provoking, sheer awesome post in quite a while. Only reason why im here is cos ive finally been relieved of the horrors of three consecutive science tests three days in a row. Yep, while the rest of the class is in a clicking frenzy hacking away at creeps in a mass dota match which started about half an hour ago, im actually here blogging. Isn't my devotion awe-inspiring *sniff* Oh and, thanks for the well wishes guys, if only they could apply to the tests as well... Anyway, it was a little incident that occurred after Chemistry tests that got me thinking. What basically happened was that time was up and we were supposed to pass our papers to the front. So i took the chance to ask the guy who was collecting my paper about one of the questions i wasn't very sure of. Turns out my doubts were true - a had written a (rather insignificant) value wrongly, but that would easily cost me a couple of marks. Me: *eyes widen in shock* "Oh crap, can i have my paper back please? Lemme quickly change that one tiny number..." Classmate: "Eh cannot lah..." Me: "Aw, please?" Classmate: "No lah..." In any case, i gave up and got over it. I'd just like to take the chance here to apologise for letting my integrity slip for momentarily there, hope i didn't come across as too...unethical or whatever. I guess i just panicked a little there when i realised my memory had failed me (yet again). Looking back, im quite glad that he acually stopped me from changing my answer. Aside from allowing me to fall to temptation, it actually helped to show his strength of character in being able to stand up to a friend as say "You can't do this, it's wrong." Makes me rethink the real meaning behind being a friend. Is it one who is kind, even too kind, in giving in to peer pressure and helping out on others' every whim, or is it the one who stands firm, who is brave enough to correct others even at the cost of friendship itself? Of course, that raises a lot more questions on whether such friendship might even be true in the first place, butI won't address them here. For me, im probably guilty of being Mr. Nice Guy sometimes, and in extreme cases even getting taken advantage of. True friends stab you in the front. ~Oscar Wilde Wonderfully ironic. ^^ |
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