Friday, April 27, 2007
Hullet lost, as expected.
Morrison lost, not within prediction.
Buckley won, with pride.
But Bayley won, i dun wanna think about it again.
I have to say, Morrison was my favourite team. With Shang Cong and Brian He.
Buckley played really well too, or did they just ride on our confusion? Either way, they are good.
Lets not talk about the we-all-know-Hullett.
Lets talk about Bayley.
Tom and See tow was the team players. And things werent really working out for us. Well, i didnt really mind.
It was the way they played that is infuriating.
Delay tactic.
Delay. and delay.
There's no point acting blur about the ball See tow.
and what about Shu Chin's objection about the 3-sec penalty?
i perfectly understand all these Bayley. Everyone plays to win. Its ok.
Sorry for the violence, but wtf? i wont do it until u guys do!
chen xuan, for that 8+ cm scratch, its seriously ok, it will heal.
Ben, sorry for collapsing the goal post on you.
Zi Yao, sorry for the violence.
====END OF INTER HOUSE WATERPOLO CRAP+++++ team bonding achieved.
But Tom, tell me why we lose to ACS(i) 2 years back?
You tell me. Why?
Is it my part to blame? Was it me who suggested that we purposely win ACS(b)?
Did i not reluctantly WIN ACS(b) with you guys?
Only to face harder opponents like ACS(i) in finals?
Did i not ask in front of the whole fucking team that i return from Asean Cup?
Did Black Mama not fucking say that "we should not always depend on Jia Hao"?
Did wtf-china-man-coach say in chinese "No, even if u come back, i wont like u play. every year got this kinda swimmers, who go for these meets, come back tired and exhausted, pull down team's performance.." (do not fucking tell me this is reverse psychology)
Did i fucking not do that?
and wasnt the decision to be "NO NEED TO RETURN?" by coach?
Then wad is the fucking problem?
Why that fucked up face when i return?
Telling me fucked up news about u all losing to ACS(i) by like 6-5?
That the ACS was fucking happy and hopping mad i didnt turn up?
That Jian Ying was sick?
That you guys were still awaiting my arrival? why that hope?
Wasnt is clear to me that i wasnt suppose to return?
All thanks to that decision to win acsb.
with acsb in play at finals, i can win eyes closed. hands down. 6 on 5. we could. we should.
a pure ownage for the school to see. dun u think so?
Integrity, how much this words means to you?
that word caused that decision.
i do not blame u guys for it.
we (all) dun wanna win acsb.
we have to follow instructions of some fucked up people.
we had to.
then, when i got back,
black mama looking for me, telling me that i wont get my fucking trophy?
for the tricks that ive played on them.
the underwater skills.
the months i spent training with u all.
the sprints for the balls.
the successful 5 matches " dream team" style?
the teddus tock which no one wanna mark,
and i dun get my fucking trophy?
blames on me cuz i dun return.
blames on me that i should take schools event as priority.
disappointment in my frens eyes.
disappointment in everyone.
im sick of "eh jh, why nv turn up at finals?"
im fucking sick of being the destroyer to the hope.
all for one word, integrity.
i remake my stand.
with acsb in play at finals, i can win eyes closed. hands down. 6 on 5. we could. we should.
a pure ownage for the school to see
I can say that i hate Blackie for her actions. Her actions which plainly shows the presence of her unthinking mind.
Take my word for it.
I fucking hate it when china man coach tells me, in english, "waterpolo, no gentlemen"
c'mon, we heard this mil times.
then, sports strategy = integrity?
yes, we want to play with integrity, but we need to play with brains too.
what we used to be,
a team which trains everytime,
a responsive team able to react to any attack,
and penetrate any defense.
a highly bonding team of brothers.
brothers in arms,
earned in blood.
Ruined.
seriously ruined.
i loved the game (past tense)
and to think you guys still count me as school player for inter-house. Your 2yr-old integrity. celebrate it.
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Wad was, is now gone (yijun)
Its hard to see the pain behind the mask (scott)
Nothing is easy to the unwilling - winning acsb (funky nerd)
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STAND UP FOR WHAT YOU BELIEVE IS RIGHT, EVEN IF YOU ARE STANDING ALONE. -austin
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One day you'll be the one crying..# ;
Thursday, April 19, 2007
Whats at stake today?
"Which is better? the Cockroach or Me?" by IceCube, inspired by Mrs. N.Albar
The Cockroach, know for its exceptionally ugly self, and the ability to survive so long, is indeed mystifying. Look at its slender body, its exoskeletonic wings which protects the very body of its own; to its darting legs and intimidating smell of cunningness and shrewdness. A metamorphosis to perfection. A perfect specie to survive. To outwit. To outplay. To outlast.
Me, on the other hand, well, right hand then. I wasnt born with 6 limbs so lets rule out the manoevuerability factor here. After all, more hands make light work. More sturdy bones mean heavy work, however, still crushed by heavy workload. A pair of feet, but useless. For i'm still unable to be in other people's shoes; not worthy of comparison to the Cockroache's sensory feelers. A advantageous feature, finally, is the ability to sweat. Who ever saw a Cockroach sweat? Sweat would enable me to tear lesser. Mentioning tear, i have lacrimal ducts to drain it away. Unfortunately not liquids of dust nor irritants, but of Sorrow. I'm embarrassed about my skeleton self. Especially the ribcage, for it has not served its purpose - protecting my vital organs - my Heart.
Creeping about, scanning its environment, detecting smell particles in the air is its normal high-tech habit. Stealthy steps, light-hearted, and low lying; its able to make its move carefully, undetected. Eyes of cameras enable it to see 60x its body length.
I walk around. Usually heavy hearted, heaving signs of fatigue - sighs. My smelling organ is more primitive, only able to detect smell from the roadside flowers; if i ever had the mood for it. If. Scanning the environment is another "hobby" of mine. I do it with Nick-the-man and Tay-the-man, prolly Josh-the-man at times. Well, almost. I'm almost unable to move around undetected. I forgot the invention of GPS. I do not have eyes that can let me see 60x my height. I dun need it anyway. I just need a Gem of True Sight. And i really meant True. Seeing far is not a factor, i have a camera. Seeing deep, and understanding is more important.
Its not that i wish to lose to the Cockroach. But at least convince myself why.
Understanding their social onvironment helps, too.
it only needs to, look for food, survive the day, mate? Another cycle for the next day, till its death by a swatter?
Me, would rather be like it, without the need to study. An imbuilt memory for my life. Im starting to suspect that Cockroache can move spirits to their next life. A perfect imbuilt memory saves time. We are then able to disinguish the elite and the weak by strength and wit. I have a complex life, i cant survive purely on apples; Im not God of Death(i wish im).
Complex factors beyond speculations. Rings and circles of complications.
We dine in hell for the day, on the day our heart decides to take a break.
My greatest regret, is not because i lost to a cockroach, but because of my ribcage, for not fulfilling its purpose of protecting one's heart. However, it does keep its broken pieces.
We start to die the day we are born. so does OUR hearts. SEE that?
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One day you'll be the one crying..# ;
