____T.H.E. .P.A.S.S.
up from my brain is where I bleed...
____F.I.N.D.I.N.G
Searching
Refective
Enigmatic
____M.Y.S.E.L.F
My life spins outta control without football.
Currently in search for inner peace.
Finding myself furthur and furthur away from it..
____F.O.R.E.V.E.R
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01:36
Thursday, September 30, 2004
____就像龙卷风...
I've lost track of time. I've lost track of which tutorials have been gone through. I've lost track of how long I've been in NTU. I've lost track of how many lectures I've skipped. Everything is a whirl. Like a whirlwind, tearing everything apart, scattering debris everywhere.
Too many things on my mind. Things are happening too fast. Events and activities come and go. New commitments are thrown to me, yet the old ones are not settled yet.
And now I have to prepare for a new position to play on the field - striker. The whole hall is full of talented players and all the first eleven players have been taken up. Left with one more slot in the first team. With two other friends gunning for it. It is a tough challenge, trying to keep one's place in the first team. It is harder trying to earn it. But I will keep trying and hopefully learn a good bit in the training sessions to come. When it is all settled, I hope I can win a soccer medal. NTU is my last stop. I hope I can find some proof - some recognition for my abilities. I hope people will guide me along.
Currently Feeling Like: Wayne Rooney (Man Utd) being thrown into a group of outstanding players - except I'm not Wayne Rooney.
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14:23
Friday, September 24, 2004
____ROAR!!!
It's the end of a horrible week I feel relieved after the maths quiz. From Junjie's blog i found this link on character analysis, which seems to hold true for him and so I tried it out.
I Am The Orange Tiger!!
http://noracom.net/eng/fortune/color_cheki1.php
You are Orange Tiger, whose ways of talking is calm, and therefore do not give an impression of being in a rush.
You give an impression of calm and possessing a distinctive character. (Whoa! I like that! But I'm afraid I'm not.)
You are not a wary person, so you have a big heart to accept people who you meet for the first time, or the new job you are appointed to. (Yeah, been cheated many times.)
You are open minded person who can associate equally with any kind of people, and you have an atmosphere that makes others want to consult you about their problems. (Do I?)
You can see things from different points of view, and therefore have a wide understanding and flexibility. (Wow! Overated...)
You don't try to stick to your opinion stiffly, and can see things objectively. (I can be stubborn ayt times.)
You do not like to belong to certain groups. (Hmmm...)
You always take a neutral stance, and therefore may find it hard to express individuality. (Yeah.. sometimes.)
You lack forwardness. But you can show great perseverance towards work that you have taken on. (Lack forwardness - true. perserverance? I need confirmation on that man!)
You will hold your ground to something that is unreasonable, even if that comes from the head of the company.(Sometimes true.)
You are hard on your self but not to others. (True?)
You can not turn down favors, and therefore tends to be a person of volunteer spirit. (True, I hope.)
Curretly Feeling Like: It's the end of a crappy season of football.
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16:52
Thursday, September 23, 2004
____Letting go
I was standing at the stone railing outside LT20 at N2, looking across at the empty corridors of N1 and waiting for my lecture to start. Was feeling very bad... Everything does not seem to be working out.
For a while, I thought it'd be great to jump off the from where I was standing.
Currently Feeling Like:
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01:49
____Disoriented
Damn hectic day. Helped out at the NAPFA for the NTU sports club, then attended etoile, my hall's cultural night.
I am so exhausted now, standing up the whole day, conducting chin up for the guys. Kind of regret wearing the PTI singlet, shouldn't have done so. It was all too eye catching. Sometimes I just wonder what is the big deal with being a PTI. It is not as though we are super humans.
I stood my way through etoile too. My legs are feeling the ache now. The performances by my fellow hall mates were good. More noticeably Piggy's voice, Xiaoyan's duet, the dance and the skit, which was really hilarious. However, I was disappointed the way the band turned out. It was just not "live" enough and the audience were rather cold in response to their performance. Maybe because they were the first to perform, the audience needed time to warm up to the performers.
I cannot stand the way some people are getting things easy in their lives. Bloody shit borrow this borrow that. Tutorials, notes, programmes, whatever shit they can lay their hands on. What the shit. I am fine with all these. Then came the last straw - Lab report. I spent countless and endless agonising hours thinking and typing. Then they come and borrow - just cut and paste and rearrange and claim it as their own work. Where the hell is their pride?!
Bloody bastard.
Currently Feeling Like: Roy Keane (Man Utd) itching to punch.
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11:17
Friday, September 17, 2004
____Waking Up Entry
The sun outside is warm. My room is dark except for the dim toilet light peeking throught the doorway. I thought I would put in an entry at this point of the recess week.
Summing up the work I have done this recess. One lab report that I am extremely proud of and that is it. Pretty pathetic work rate I must say. I have still got physics and math tutorials to complete, not to mention studying for Monday's chemistry test. Damn sad.
Thus, I have decided not to go for my A32 class outing, for good reasons too. Just hope I wouldn't be condemned in the class as the guy who didn't join us for lunch. Oh well, I can't really stop what people from wanting to say what they say anyway.
On to the good news. I while surfing friendster few nights back, looking at profiles of some of my friends, I stumbled upon this piece of information. I don't really know if it was good news, but it was news alright. News in the form of "Steven Gerrard is not contracted to Liverpool anymore. This means that he is a free agent and anyone that succeeds in convincing him will be able to have him."
Of course, it is wishful thinking on my part. Man Utd may not necessarily sign him even if he is a free agent. He still has other options to choose from. So many eligible options.
Sigh... shouldn't think so much. It is hard coming up with analogies all the time...
Currently Feeling Like: Ryan Giggs (Man Utd) having a good morning's rest after matchday.
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01:19
Tuesday, September 14, 2004
____Benched
Like messing up every single detail in my life, I'm getting mixed up over the purpose of a blog. Do I write for the sake of my own reading in the future? Do I write for someone to read? Because I know sometimes some of my entries are direct stabs at some people, while other entries are intended for someone. Like this one.
I've learnt some bad news. News in the form of "Roberto Carlos has set his sight on goal, intending to take a shot, and yet, no matter how I slide, I cannot take away his attention towards the goal, not to mention block the shot." That's it. I guess maybe it is time to move on and find someone else to tackle who hasn't set his sights on goal yet.
Other things etched at the back of my mind - laboratory report, tutorials, tests and quizzes, IHG road relay team and some other hall stuff. All of which I hope to settle before the start of next week. So many questions, so many riddles, so many conjectures to prove, so many wrong conclusions. No answers.
Is being ant happier than being a human?
Someone please save me.
Currently Feeling Like: Paul Scholes (Man Utd) so disappointed that he finally quits international football.
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02:13
Thursday, September 09, 2004
____Prove It!
Dear Loser,
Feeling tired but great today. Finally had a good football game - with my classmates! New people, new skills to learn, new beginning. Had a great deal of fun and had a lot to prove. I think I've shown enough of what I can do, and I am unimpressed by you. Yes, you. You know who you are.
I love letting my feet do the talking. I love taking irritating people for wild goose runs, tiring you out if you start to get buggy. I hate buggy players who restrict the space that I can play in. Come on man, you don't have to bug to win, or do you? Loser. Even if you do bug, I don't think you'd win.
By the way, hasn't the fact that I was a PTI sunk into your dimwit brain? You don't realise what I've been through do you? Do you not know that we do study some stuff about how to train? Do you not know that I was an AHM runner? Do you not realise how stupid you sound when you say something that you don't really know? Come on man, don't even try. Don't even THINK of trying.
Okay. I shouldn't be so mean. I am sorry. You're Micheal Jordan, you're Alan Shearer, whatever. I don't mean to brag, but I played for Milan...
Wake up.... If you're good, you got to prove it.
Your's Truthfully,
Kaka
(Side note: Not you Royce, don't worry. =) Not you either, Tingyi.)
Currently Feeling Like: van Nistlerooy (Man Utd) laughing at Forlan.
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03:01
Wednesday, September 08, 2004
____Supper Inspired...
There is this NUS game that one of my best friends got involved in. Some kind of secret lover, angel-mortal, penpal kind of game. They were supposed to write peoms and letters for their secret partners. (oh the stupid games some people think of...) Shan't go furthur into the details, but he made me write some poems for this "angel" who made supper for him and I thought this was one of my better works:
All the days you'd stayed up late,
Making supper before you'd bed.
The scent of lasting sweetness warmth,
Like the velvet rose, so lush and soft.
And how i wished that u were here,
With crystal wine so gloss and clear.
We'd share the minutes that never go,
Forever - this moment lasts in my soul.
Sometimes I wonder if it is the genius in me. Yet, when I look at the poem again, I can't help but laugh coldly, shiver and develop goosebumps. How disgusting.
Currently Feeling Like: Love-god David Beckham (Real Madrid). Hahahahaha
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00:03
Friday, September 03, 2004
____Burning Rubber
My only competitive running race was during the AHM, so I must say that I am pretty much a newbie since I have only this much experience in competitive running. Afterall, I only started training for running during my NS years.
In the last 2 days, I experienced different forms of races - the road relay and the track events. I've seen countless track events on television and I know that such events are normally for sprinters, not counting the middle and long distance events. In a way, road running is more related to what I trained for during NS.
Knowing where my strengths lie, my "pet event" would be road relay and no doubt about that, for I finished first in the first leg of the race yesterday. People were exclaiming how fast, but I am sure I was faster. And I am even more sure that I've seen faster people. In fact, I felt pretty at ease during the road relay, I'm glad my legs are well oiled thanks to the AHM training I received. There was one guy who was faster than me marginally though. I must remember to include him into the IHG road relay team.
Today I tried out track for the first time. Chris who had some experience was imparting some of his experience about track and I am surprised at the amount of psychological tactics that track runners use. I have never seen such tactics used in long distance during my time with my AHM team. Even though having some running base, I must say I hate the lactic acid build up in the muscles due to sprinting. It is really painful and "sour" in the hamstrings. I wonder how sprinters cope with that.
Needless to say, we lost the medley relay when at the last leg, I lost my teams lead to the IVP runner. And was he fast! He cut past me just like that and even though I tried to give him some fight, I failed miserably. He must have trained to endure lactic build up for he lasted the whole race with no sign of letting up. I have never felt so defeated before in terms of running.
Anyway, it was truly an eye opener in which I've learnt a lot. But then again, I'd like to believe that I am a footballer and not a runner. Heh....
Currently Feeling Like: Laurent Blanc (where is he now?) when Thierry Henry (Arsenal) sped past me. Helpless.
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