Seemingly familiar

21—08-07 , 1204 AM


OK My blogger is screwing up again so this post might come in a bit late cos I drafted it using MS word … Practically my whole com screwing up cos its getting ancient and nearing obsolete . Eh wait that’s too extreme , but nevertheless , the functions are nowhere near the modern gadgets u find in the stores.


Lets try to summarise this past week for I have little time here and lest I lose track of it .

A productive Fitness assessment on fri , at least for me , I managed to break all my personal bests .
A even better K1 time trial for I broke another personal record after like ages since i used K1 .’

Sat was weird , a cold cold morning that forced me to don the windbreaker on the bus trip to training , a sinister foreboding of things to come.
Gathered anticipating the time trial , a setting for all of us to gauge our progress and set future goals . But no , coach insisted no underweight boats allowed for this test , so I couldn’t use my good ‘ol SwiftRacing K1 that accompanied me thru the times training for the A Div …

Settled for a blue raptor K1 which everyone else did , but kinda uncomfy with the seat and boat structure. Hauling it down the slope was a bit tricky , not so , its just that 2 kg difference , but hell , now I know why I like light boats .
Warmed up runs , at least my skills are not rusty anymore thanks to Wednesday last min practice . The reservoir was plainly empty , no other schools were training already , as far as I know , VJ and TPJC have cut trainings so we own the reservoir at least for now . Whizzed the test , and not counting Wai Kit , I made 5th overall which didn’t changed positions from last time but saw my timing improve more than 10 secs !!! '

Which events follows up to the unglamourous climax , details are confidential , but Eugene became our martyr for our safety consciousness and focus on academic excellence .


Other things include me finally taking My Red SwiftRacing K1 down for some leisure paddling , riding the wash from the girls’ K4 was so freaking fun .

Planned to have study session after training but end up going TM , and then with Sheng, Yong , Tzet and Qian , went watch fireworks fest at marina bayfront … An ultra long wait , and resisting passive smoking , we got our reward in the form of a spectacular lights display in the sky .


Trekked thru town , to lau par sat , doing random things , talking , forming tu-tu-trains and irritating other pedestrians , and my bravado in trying to snatch the cigarette out of a smoker’s fingers …


Sunday was spent rotting and sleeping and trying to do homework and recuperating … Somehow I admire those who have the capacity and discipline to forgo sleep to die die finish homework till late night , a feat I cannot achieve without external stimulants .


Shit loads of working and urgent revision’s piling up at my face and I still manage to laugh it off . Crap , when will I find back my old self ?


Time is short dude , watch your back when u walk , it doesn’t slow down . it never did .
MS word pisses me off and destroys my mood in blogging.

So its only descriptive and little reflections for this post.

A different way of doing things

Thought that , by now should've realised , that the world won't always work according to your ways , and there'll be pple u dun like just so close to u . And having to live with that , its not always easy .
But since when things in life ever was , considering the fact that hell , we don't even know exactly how the world functions .
BUT the least that could be done , is , not to bitch around too much . No matter how much an asshole the person resembled , how he shot u in the back while ur best armour was strapped in ur front .

It doesnt help if u could list out more things in words what he did wrong to you than all that ur computer could store; digital files are not matter and wont hurt if u threw it at him , unless u threw ur computer at him , thats another story .

Excess in bitching not only does it keeps ur at levels of tension higher than healthy levels , it actually undermines a your own integrity and the opinion of others of yourself that receives your whinning . That , in itself , warrant enough reason why not to bitch .




OK updating my own life journal ... Relay duathlon at BEdok the past SAT was something rather new , in competitive events that encompassed both on land and on water , both myself and my partner . Though i didnt win anything in the superficial sense , not like almost everyone else around me with the prizes and medals , the learning process never stops going on and on .

Endurance , not the body but the mind , by pure willpower to prevent pple overtaking during the race , that is pushing ur body further by that will , instead of trying to Jedi Mind Trick ur opponent to give way . THAT , by experience , has never failed to fail to work .

And also the mind , the spirit of competitiveness , to excel beyond ur peers that , roots within everyone else who stood out amongst. To set a target , even if its ur closest friend , to defeat him , in a race , in gauging ability , and it will mean a lot in the long run to see who stands out . It doesnt need to be an elimination match , but it would suffice even only for self satisfaction .

THAT is my motivation for all my self trainings .



After which is the team bbq , ate played and played and crapped . That could summarise .
Save for the part which i tried to play my role as Log Head during the preparation phase of the bbq , which us the juniors treated the seniors. Quite ex , but it was rather worthwhile .



Missed church AGAIN on sun , for no particular reason , basically was a plain overslept from the past night of playing and fooling around . Allowed the day to rot away doing nothing impt .




Monday's training was something new ...
Instead on Gym , we went over the other side of the Village bridge to SAS to use the SAV swimming pool , which then coincides with the water polo peeps training . So we made do to the nearer shallower end of the pool and let the polo peeps train in peace and have the other end of the pool .
Partially because we're kind and partially becasue we dun want to have to use the darn deep end of the pool and end up drowning since we didnt have a life vest .

Those with H2 Econs had to join an hour late , so the meagre pple around started warm up , swam tons of laps and picking tips from Mr Q abt basic techniques and all that . Till i almost cramp ... It sucks to cramp in a pool ...

Directional control was the major issue , since i dun have a rudder attached to my rear end , and i couldnt see where i was heading when half the time my head was under water without goggles . And guess everyone else is the same since we started cutting "lanes " like no one's business .

That was followed by a session of playing some noob polo-captain's ball hybrid much to the amusement of the actual polo team . Jack with his ultimate own goal , Nelson with his ultra underwater jumps , Jon with height and speed , and everyone else splashing water .


That was really a great enjoyment incorporated into training , which was also hardcore cardio workout .


Right ... Morning training tmrw ... Fitness assessment this Fri , team K1 time trial this Sat ... Lets just hope my K1 skills are still functional ... ANd i shall have to make my choice dam soon ...

Being easily influenced

AH ok , so much for being easily influenced ...


And hence i missed the FOP due to external influence . All three sessions of them . Kay doesnt sound that bad , but last year around this time , i was not to take this down lightly . To leave it to conscience thinking that , so as long what i think i'm doing is the right thing .

TO be guilty of it is to be struck by ur own conscience , but what if the very conscience is diluted by the lure of everyday things in life ?



Fridays training was rather fufilling , long time (act not so long ) had land training like that . The satisfaction of having exerted strength using every part of the body , and then recovering , and then push again . On and on , yet it doesnt feel so daunting by now .
Gone were the early days when i used to dread land trainings .


Saturday was a much different experience .
Having settled down , equipment and all that , while the rest was busy getting paddles arranging boats , heheh , I with the help of the seniors who were there to train for fun , took out the brand new C1s and took some time to assemble it trial and error .

And jonathan the ex-captain kindly availed himself to teach me the basics of C1-ing , nevertheless since the club manager didnt allow us to borrow the spare plastic oar , we had to make to with only one carbon C paddle , and sharing it with the seniors who wanted to play with the C1

Good progress though i would admit , but somehow , its like returning back to the basics .

IF otherwise , i dun even know should i , or do i want to progress on with C-ing . I like the feeling of speed , of high reps paddling , without having to bother about steering affecting all that .
That which was found in the K1 , no one else bothering u in balance or coordination , your own world , your own frequency , your style of balance ( tilts ) and alll that .

But yet the C1 is a very interesting boat to handle . Intriguing i would say , but maybe cos there isnt much good examples of C1-ners around here in Bedok , well , i would say i havent seen one around . NO one to match up to , nothing to looking forward to become . And thats as much as the C1 is to me .

Well the expectations are such determinant that , abides u to follow . What pple expect of u , and what u really want to do . I dun want to have to live in a world of pretense , but yet i dun want to have to regret the choice , and to waste the efforts put in .

Ultimately its abt decisiveness , a quality i do not possess .


Take some time , try it out . Thats what was said .


Its has to be soon to not lose out . I love the K1 , but i want to love the C1 as well . Thats the problem with me .

And i'm being influenced , always