Think more ahead

29-10-2007
Mon 1138 pm




Right so now it’s a long over due post that gonna have to summarise my past week .
Plenty of things that so intermixed I dunno how to start recalling .


Right from somewhere the past week did we start working on the OP right after the WR was submitted, which was right after the Promos ended, which was after who knows how many weeks spent mugging , so much that now I’m losing track of the past .

KK recallll ~~…..

Separate issues … Training first ..

Mon and Tues was two consecutive gym sessions that was basically insanely programmed but yet so satisfying because finally I reach a point where I myself voluntarily dun want to gym further for those days. Yeah talk about breaking thru muscle limit.
Followed by more long dist paddling and drafting sessions with the K1 , alternating that and the short C1 session , after that and all , thoroughly wreaking havoc thru the body.

The indicator came at Wed night, thurs morn when I got one of those what superstitious folks call it the “bei gui yah” or “ being squashed by ghost” … Scientifically speaking, its just something to do with the over exhaustion of the muscle that immobilizes it during sleep.

That as during the late A.M when I jolted up of sleep to feel the whole body dysfunctional, yeah and key thing is only the body is dysfunctional, my mind came fully conscious, but my body wouldn’t react to attempts to move. And man did that felt real, I about realized the situation as soon, and serious I wouldn’t blame those folks for thinking its ghost squashing me.
It felt like someone was pinning u down and cant move, no nerves would work, no muscle would move. Scary at first, but what an interesting experience it was, like being jailed in ur own body with ur mind functioning perfectly and looking at the world on a third person point of view thru ur very own eyes.


Thurs after a bloody slakcy day with only chem Lect being the only attraction, was spent working endlessly on PW … And since A LOT of pple ponned, mine being the only group that’s at full strength , work wasn’t really productive, and with aline suggestion of a dance for OP , even less practical work was done.

Slacked with the class after that , with most of the guys absent, and esther Kelly and the Chinese pple gang opting to go k-box , which didn’t entice me, and since I wasn’t going to go singing with all girls and me the only guy.

In the end left me , WS , Valerie and the TJ gang in class, so for once I decided to break out and join them which was perceived to be the “class” since no one else was left.
Went PS to pizza , then hanged out and Istana Park and the starbucks. And woots its really been long since I could laze out at town with frens doing nothing in particular , that was back in PAE times ..

Time really is airborne huh, J1 is over airhead … Not really ready to accept that fact, and since time had been hard pressed over the months, I realized I didn’t really spent a lot of time with the class. And hence now this opportunity came just in time.




Friday’s farewell assembly for Mrs Lim the Principal was really an eye opener, yeah though somehow I dun have much of contact with her, its kinda pity to see her retire, this goes to proof, parting is never good to bear,

If my enemy parts I’m gonna miss him too hah

Also from that assembly got me hooked on to the song “Canon Rock”, which I later got JK to send to me and got me on the line with the song.

Fri’s training was pulled forward to 1230, for the staff meeting, and was kinda slacky
But now I really have to work a lot more on pull-ups
Can’t let the numbers drop further.. 12 is disgusting right

PS again with the team after training, and its lazing again, since there was nothing much on the agenda, and Qian wanted to buy slippers to replace hers that was bitten by monkeys the other day at bedok. (Oh yeah did I mentioned my specs were stolen my those monkeys too?)




Sat K1 time trial is shit to the extreme for me at least… Maybe for the rest you all would’ve broken more better timings, but for me … Haiz

Didn’t even get to start off much, hastily lined up after the earlier group, seeing the extended red buoy in my direct path but have no time to go for another pass of lining up again. Thinking that I could push it aside later …
And Eugene started us off unconventionally, and I opted for a left stroke start to make room for the small buoy …

First stroke, then second, the third again on the left, and my whole left blade got caught up with the cable cord of the buoy marker and tangled. IN the momentum of the start, I felt the tug of the tangle but ignored it to go for the fourth stroke thinking I could shake it off.

BY the time I went for the fifth on the left again, the whole blade was hopelessly twined by the cord. Struggled a bit forth to get loose, but the inertia from the sudden stop threw me ahead and side off and capsized, that’s barely five metres from the starting line.!!! Freaking hell! … Whatever happened on was history and I dun wanna talk about it … Haiz

BUt now after the talk with coach, i might just end up forgo on C1 afterall , not that i have no interst, but the current focus is the A divs next year, and i dun think theres enough time to go for round Ubin race and the NAtional MArathon next year and still keeping up with the C1 practice. I really come to a point that i would have to make a decision and choose . for the better of the future, unless something intervenes in the decision. That is the way i have to make do with ...

One more Ending

Ha

And we have the end of our promos exam , with the results pouring back in our faces , some good , most bad ... I think us as 07 S04 is going to face a drop in membership by next year, given how Jk and Nig are responding to the plight landed in. SHit , and shit big time ...

Bad things aside , the week was started with the very dramatic INterhouse rugby games at school. A certain twist added to it , not quite what was expected, but in itself, much more. Enjotyable , though its heck tiring in the midst of a game.
The short pre game clinic and practice and teambuilding served a great deal in getting the teams of noobs in line, setting tactics right and getting the blurness out of everyone. Venn has an awfully undermanned squad , compared to the other house whose reserves seemed neva ending.
MAtch starts , being that in the water logged field , playing prop , getting all those blunt of the scrums, lineouts , and messy rugs , but freeing me up from the task of breaking through and content on chasing and tackling pple.
Right but since when Rugby sevens' allowed such a job scope ... Ran like mad up and down the field , pushing and jumpng and chasing...

Real fun though , and come to think of it , that would have been my sport had i made the choice when i entered school.

But chill, Canoeing is great too ... Too deep in to want to backout, and having no obvious reasons to look away but to focus on my own sport . That, being the point, but no harm enjoying the essence of others ... heh







Coming straight to today, in the morning chapel service , had David Chong leading the supposed worship session , but ending feeling like old Sunday school kids.
A different perspective, bringing the memories of more the real Sundays schools attended more then ten plus years ago. Simple , and sweet.

Who said Christian worship had to be cliched and flamboyant?

True we see the genres of music develope thru ages, rock and metal seems to be the in thing for youths, but looking at the quieter side of one, a low hymn serves it purpose as well as it did generations ago.
Like wise , a guitar or a piano would have been enough ... much proven by the chapel session this morning.
heh now it makes me regret not having start learning piano when i had the chance in pri 1 ... haiz , too late , too little,
BUt hey knowing the guitar is great too ...

Little things in life to keep optimism .....




And something happened this week that made me wanna rethink my stand , my intentions for the future , short and long term alike ... Maybe its cos i'm too stubborn to change. Its not all about the face to give up , but maybe , ...... just so happens ... its time to let go ...

Freedom of another kind

Woots


And exams are over , in a whizz that blurred our lives wholesale into unspeakables . Yes it was hard to bear, but to relive that moment again , studying cramming and making the best out of what little time we had , taught me a lesson in life.

Then again , there are times when all is put to the test for that ...

Beyond the exams , BLOODY HELL i lost my Graphing Calculator !!!!

OK fine , it may not be hurting that much , but hey , that is a reminiscence of once which i lost my wallet before. Oh yeah those were the days really i lived on by raw faith.
God forbid , but it feels just the same, another test of faith then challenges how long can u last in believing God Himself to intervene and put it back to you.

Faith, or simply believing, something i lack so much after so much has happened.

Almost sounding cliched, but really m its been quite sometime since attending sun svc or CGM ... Then again some ask: WHY BOTHER ?

I say : " I 've come to learn that I cant live without."

WITHOUT GOD ...




Oh yeah for that matter, the other time i lost my wallet, i managed to get it back one whole month later, when all hope has fallen down. That true test of faith ... Wow

1/10/07 1246 AM



Its right here again, standing at the threshold of yet one more start of another exam. Getting numbed by the mindless acts of digesting notes and creating new ones, innovative tricks to help get hard data instilled into the mind.
Its not about the the hardship, for always , in all things that have passed, there’s this tinge of laughter to be enjoyed if you’re at least keeping positive.

Yes the school canteen is hot and stuffy and boring, but its also the place where the hearts and minds of students do blend in. Devouring not food but heaps of paper, working late into the night. And with the right group of people, to understand each other more deeply. You know it, and its everywhere.

JE is far , but it served as a alternative during the weekends.

Safe to say , for this exam break it had been rather eventful, or eventless. Guilt riddened with the lack of exercise since training got cut prematurely, excessive gym-ming, and the bonds forged and the bonds broken. Marking an end to another chapter of our teenage life, right when would you ever get another chance to study for another promos exam … (Unless you get … whoops … )


Also you see what a lot of people took the chance of this lull since almost every CCA is suspended. I wont need to explain .. There’s KY from the team , and other random pple like KH, and so heard a lot of others from 4-2 like shawn felix clement got it too ahhh … too much irrelevant info.. .




Chemistry is knocking at the doorstep, economics threatens to tear my future, Math is like a ever relentless female dog , physics loses its appeal …
Shit let this never be a day I regret…


Which is worse, to go in an exam hall unprepared, or to study all day long for an exam that will never come ? Despite all , I choose the latter.

Darn promos ….

Another holiday

10/9/07 0109 am Monday



OK here goes .. Hols are like already over in effect , and , somehow despite all that harshness of the realities of the impending promos, even the tough time spent mugging during the holiday was somewhat memorable . After all, its still a fragment of memory of such is the life in JC. Once in a lifetime , studying for promos , if u look at it this way , hey , the stress level shouldn’t have to pile u all the way till u start forgetting the joy within every situation.



Even if it suck . That is.


Time runs real fast, and I dun need to reiterate the importance of catching that moment, it runs past and is gone forever. The choices made in that moment, the lives changed in that moment, it all could be determined by ourselves. Heck its like the only thing that we can put into our hands, and not let the forces of nature mess around with it.
The memories, keep it safe.


Like the semi idle study session in school almost everyday with the team , mthat or otherwise at eugene’s place which erms had little productivity but lotsa fun and interaction (plus a free simpson movie) … That summarises the September school break for me, off it goes , never to return again .

Lets just hope this blog can at least retain some of it in the years to come in the future …

Revisiting the past

05/09/2007 – WED 1209 AM




AS usual something wrong with my com and blogger is inaccessible .

Good things comes like when you were losing hope , that one little ray of light, though it does not light up the whole place , it provides that comfort that , somewhere out there , the sun is still shinning , and light is plentiful . Walk through the tunnel , get outta here


OK Recap on Fri’s teacher day celebration , a very retarded ACES day like every other, and a whizzing programmes in the CC … yupps but the AVA crew should really learn to control the lighting ambience .
After much delay decided to go back to Cat High , despite no one contacted me about any planned gathering , holla ..
Hehz class 4-2 had one of the highest returning students ratio, save for the AJC peeps who fell victim to their school’s erratic planning , but shawn and grayson still did make it out illegally ..

Tried to find back some of the teachers , and some of ourselves which we left behind , the time , the effort, the brain cells spent studying , the brotherhood forged with sweat , the quarrels and mini-fights , each one hold that bit to stir our memories within .
And its always good to gather back , look back and think : “ that was me”

Never having been a photogenic class, we didn’t really have that many photos taken together in those years that past, but now as we gathered , hell , what a waste not to take one big one together . And with Mrs Anna Tan our stand in form teacher , we did . With as much of the class that was present.

That was us .



Catholic High Sec 4-2 class of 2006 , and I neva tot I’ll miss it that much .

Hung around at bishan J8 , ate stood around and talked , while wasting time , rotting , as always. Its was always like that , and , seriously I really , cant have much to talk about all of us , and it makes no sense to dedicate the whole post . haha



Right Saturday , I defied the suspension with the permission of Ms Ong and went with some of the seniors to leisure paddle at Bedok.

Crapped a bit before lauching off , since TP was also training , so there was a lack of K1s available , so I decided might as well carry on with the C1 . Then was lost in my own world of exploring the C1 again , disregarding the others , experiencing the leans the tilts and the turns of the C1 , just like I did with the K1 months ago , lost in my world . And that’s when training are the most productive when learning to use a new boat.
K doing fine m and getting to love the C more and more as I paddle more and swim less . Movements are straight , turning arcs are crazily big , and strokes come wide and huge coupled with a big pull , managed to pick up some speed to feel a breeze caressing the face, and heh , its getting to feel more comfy . For all be known , ha I might end up C1-ing for good after all .

And of course like any leisure paddle session , there was the slacking time on the pontoons, and the stunt attempts . I practiced my edging and attempt to paddle the K1 half submerged, cupped several attempt to jump off the boat . Wai Kit stood in his PS’s K1 , I sat down and paddled the C1 with a wing paddle , and a K1 without a paddle

And the seniors tried to race using the C1s , off the pontoon , by competing who stays on the boat the longest without dropping out . Dude C1-ners ….

Had a pizza feast treat by coach after that during the afternoon , since he won quite some prize money from his recent adventure race in Malaysia. Quite a feat I would say , bao dao wei lao , and at his condition , to WIN the race , must have taken quite some guts and pro-ness to do it …


And that’s about it … Sunday’s spent rotting as usual , and the weekdays , are spent in school …. Duh ….

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 ...