A Letter to Ankle

Dear Ankle (left one),
firstly I wana apologise for the trauma that I brought you during the friendly with Dingos.. Yeah, I should be more prepared even though it was a late tackle.. I will be more careful in future.. Another thing.. I know you have to rest and minimise movements, but sometimes it can’t be helped. I need to use you to travel to school/ SA for trainings.. You know I need to look after the rest of my body too.. So yea, hope you can understand..

4th of July.. is the start of the NRC league..
It is the contact season.. And this is the first time that I am part of it..

I’m so excited.. but at the same time am worried.. because I’m afraid that you’re still not ready to get into contact. Since you can’t really express yourself, it is quite difficult for me to assess your condition. I think all I can do is pray that you are ok.. I’ll strap you up nicely so that you’ll have enough cushioning.. So yea.. don’t worry i’ll take care of you as best as I can.. But you have to help me out too, I can’t be out for too long.. So yea.. let me get back on my feet soon huh..

Your Owner,
Pegan Chong

Sea Breeze~

I got a chance to watch the sea.. and enjoy the breeze recently..

I begin to think that..

God created the sea to make us sea-sick..
God created the sun to let us have heat stroke..
God created you so I can hate…

Then I thought perhaps..

God created the sea to house creatures that are so different from us..
God created the sun to let us admire the other creations..
God created you so that I can learn how to love..
Loving someone nice & sweet is easy..
but to be able to love someone that is not.. is not..

Some say we are in living hell.. others think this world is beautiful..
I say.. It’s a matter of perspective..

New Life – with a job

7th of July marks the end of my student life..
Until now, I’ve only know how to be a good student..
The goals of being a good student.. are pretty straight forward..
* Attend all lectures & tutorials
* Hand up your assignments on time
* Mug for exams
* Participate during tutorials
* Make sure you choose the correct project mates
* Get Good Grades

Now that I am graduating.. I have to learn from scratch..
How to be a good worker.. (seriously no clue)
I hope my new colleagues wont be too hard on me.. =(
Am really quite worried about working..
- the mundane routine of waking up at the same time to get ready
- traveling on crowded train and buses
- it gets worse on a rainy day
- hours of sitting in front of the computer
- the expensive food & transport cost (coz no more concession)
- the new colleagues
- the new expectations of me

My god.. when is the deadline to register for Masters?
I WANA GO BACK TO SCHOOL

Random ~

I wana hold you till I die..

Till we both break down and cry..

I wana hold you till the fear in me..

subsides..

My Story

It’s been so long since the last post.. haven had the mood to blog..
Haha.. coz i’m drowning in this period of slack days.. I know it won’t last.. So i’m savouring every moment till it finally has to end..

My days are more or less the same.. I either go for trainings.. or stay at home.. and maybe hang out a lil with friends.. aahhh…. ~~ this is life.. ~~

Ok.. this post would be about my favourite book at this moment.. My Story by Dave Pelzer.. I know i know.. this book is published eons ago.. but slow me.. just got hold of it recently..

My Story is a combination of 3 of his books – A Child Called “It”, The Lost Boy and A Man Named Dave .. (all about different stages of his life)
Pelzer is very thoughtful, in the Author’s Note, he wrote:

“This book, the first part of the trilogy, depicts language that was developed from a child’s viewpoint. The tone and vocabulary reflect the age and wisdom of the child at that particular time. “

I find myself being able to relate to his experiences through the most natural and unintrusive way.

I can say.. I am addicted to this book.. I couldn’t bring myself to put it down.. I love the way he describes those incidents and his take to each.. Looking at his inner thoughts or his defense mechanisms when he was a child, reminded me how similar i was to him.. Or perhaps those are the thoughts that we all shared when we were kids.. Reading his story surprisingly made me understand myself better.. yea.. so if possible i really wana thank him..

Also, I am so thankful that he is alive.. really..

I couldn’t understand why would anyone put a child through wat Pelzer had gone through.. Children deserve to be happy.. but lil Pelzer went through hell.. That i think.. is not the most tormenting part..
The worse part is.. he has to try to understand why..
How would a child, four years of age know the answers..?
And I guess alot of his emotional outbreaks along the way were because he tried too hard to understand something that is beyond his comprehension.

Pelzer kept searching for love, he yearned for love from his mom – the person whom he loved yet  hurt him most..
It is such a sacred duty to be a mom.. Sadly many women doesn’t know.. Mothers, especially single mothers, they meant the world to their kids..
Literally THE WORLD.. she is the only kin to the kid, also the privileged one to have all the love from him. A child’s love is pure and unconditional just like God’s. It is a gift from the child, i hope more parents could treasure this priceless gift.. Stop child abuse..

New Zealand Navy

Today.. NUS contact played against the New Zealand’s Navy women.. My god.. hahah.. they are all almost the same size as our biggest forward… haha..

We were seriously dwarfed by them. But we did enjoy the game… Especially for our 1st scrum, we managed to hold them.. i was happily surprised.. haha.. (I played the second row btw.. ;p)

And I brought a man down.. hahah when she was quite near the try area.. (smug) but not exactly a good tackle coz i was holding onto her jersey instead of going for the legs.. I hope i can do better.. tackle better that is..

And yes XY, we will eat more potato, build some bulk and break some legs as we sat on them.. haha.. *wink*

In the nite, I hear ‘em talk, the coldest story ever told..

In the nite, I hear ‘em talk, the coldest story ever told..

I always thought continuing is tough.. Now i learnt that giving up is tougher..
How.. i don’t know how..
All my energy is being used to ease my heartaches..
That there is none left to think..
Maybe i shouldn’t think.. maybe there’s nothing to think about..
Maybe coz i thought too much.. cared too much..
Give me an Adamantium bullet.

UPdate

Haven been updating.. have been quite busy this sem.. I picked up contact.. (contact rugby) So schedule have been quite packed coz am training for both touch and contact..

Some update about Contact

NUS sent a team for the 1st IVP match.. And we won.. I was really surprised.. Coz we’re really the underdogs.. We only have like ard 4 trainings.. for the 1st 2, only about 8 of us turned up.. And mind you we’re playing a 7’s game. (which mean 7 players on the pitch at each time) Yea, we will have to play with only one sub if this continues.. But surprisingly we are able to recruit talents from other sports during the last second training..  Our team consisted of ppl from v diverse sports background..

From Netball:
Amanda & Long Xin

From Handball:
Kai Hui, Aileen, Crystalbell (chao da), Cheryl (har gao), Amelia (siew mai) [Siew mai and har gao are also IVP of NUS basketball]

From Soccer:
Angel, Sherlyn, Xie Ying (XY)

From Touch:
Maeyan, Jas, Siok

It’s really cha pa lang.. But on the 16th of March 2009, we all stand together and played rugby.. the feeling is really indescribable. Especially the tackle of XY. XY is around 1.5m, weighing definitely less than 48kg. And she took down a player that is almost 2 and a half times her size. She might be small but she’ll always be there when you ask for her.. That’s the spirit of in fact the whole team. We tackled together and if someone runs through, we know that our trusted rover (chao da) will take her down.

We won all the way.  Even when we were trailing by 2 points (RP game), no one wanted to give up. And we were awarded with a touch down at the very last second of the game..  The touch down by Siew Mai was spectacular.. Everyone thought we were gona lose… but the mighty handballer saved the day…

I was really glad that I still got to represent my beloved NUS for contact in my final last sem. It was late, but better than never. And i’m very very honoured to be in the pioneer IVP team of NUS contact history.. It’s a pity that I cant train with you guys anymore.. But I know you guys will maintain the title..

The chapter has just begun.. All the way champs.. ~

I couldn’t sleep…

This entry is posted at 5.25am..
I couldn’t slp.. hall is quiet.. but i just cannot slp..
arrrggghhh.. i have a presentation at 9am..
but i cannot slp !!!

i googled for solutions..
and this post is an evidence that they din help..

I cannot slp !!!  help…   >=.(

Too Empty Lah…

 I just moved into Eusoff..
I felt that my room is huge..
Maybe bcoz it is too empty..
I think there’s sufficient space for a bunny to run about..
But I can’t get one.. coz i gotta be responsible..

I still couldn’t decide what to do to my walls..
They are in need of some colours..
Dun really have any ideas what to do with them..
I think by the time I thought of something, the sem is already over..

OH YA.. I haven seen Scruffy around.. (Scruffy is the Eusoff cat)
Maybe I can make a bed for it..
Then my room won’t be so empty..