Monday, December 22, 2008
Hi blog,
I don't want to do it, but..I have to do it. It's just because I just have to do it. Can I don't grow up please?
Doesn't anyone understand me?
I'm on my own. It's lonely up here.
Cheers
Tired little boy
Tuesday, December 09, 2008
I just turned to be a finisher of 42.195km over the weekends.
My virgin Marathon.
Yes! I am proud to be one of the many whom received the finisher tee at the end of the race just on Sunday, 7 Dec 2008. Those that haven't completed their marathon may think it's near impossible to do it, they think we, the finishers, are a bunch of crazy people, not literally.
Quoting my friend, Toh Wee, "Even to take the first step to participate is a great feat already."
I truly agree. Three of us, Toh Wee, Yoshika and I completed our first marathon. Though we all started off together at the starting line but we finished it separately.
Running a marathon is like living our own life. Before the start, we gather our friends to join the great feat, to conquer the-what's-thought as the near impossible together. To ensure companionship in the race. Different people coming together trying to achieve the same goal together. In the race or life, we look at ourselves starting out together shoulder-to-shoulder. We enjoyed each others company. We felt great to be together trying to achieve the near impossible.
Unfortunately, every good thing has to come to an end, friends separate. Taking our own pace. Racing off the rest of the goals within our own limits, leaving friends behind. But it's not wrong to leave friends behind. Because we all have different pace in our race, race in the marathon or race in our lives.
I may be going to Polytechnic but you may be going Junior College, different pacing.
However, at the end of the great feat, we all meet up together. Proud of our achievement. Congratulate ourselves. Celebrate the joy.
Separately? Never mind, we're back again.
This is the same as our life cycle. People come and go.
Treasure the moments
Tuesday, December 02, 2008
Weeee!
I can smell the sense of satisfaction in the air now..
First off, over the weekends I had this adventure race. Post-Education Secondary Institution Adventure Challenge, INTURAC 2008. It is organized by MOE. SP Rover sent two teams. Each team had a distinguishably attribute. Team one (my team!) is the Senior's team whereas team two is the Junior's team. Honestly, I'm was quite worried about team two.
But after the race, I am truly proud of them. The race is nothing to us! After being awarded the Champion of the Inter-Institution category of the race, we can really say the race is nothing to us. Yes Champions for the team one! What's more wow is that team two is runner-up! SP Rovers totally bewowed everyone in the race. We practically won what we could to the max.
Only bad thing for me was that I fell very ill after race. In the train while I was heading home, I vomited. Lucky for me I pulled out my ziploc bag in time to store my vomit. Everyone was staring at me in the train. I couldn't be bothered with those stares, typical Singaporeans. Soon after, I stood up and went to a corner with nobody to keep the pungent smell away from the masses. A lady came up to me after awhile and offered me a packet of tissue paper. For a moment, I felt like she was the most beautify lady I have ever met. Almost instantly, I came to my senses and shyed away throughout the rest of my journey home.
Reaching home, I output another set of puke into my house toilet bowl. I was glad to be at home, at least I am at home. For the rest of the day, I stay home to recuperate. I think I got food posioning, but the weird thing is that no one else in SP Rovers fell as ill as me. I wonder why. I felt like I wasn't going to make it for my exam paper for the next day. Try having fever, diarrhea and vomitting altogether. I couldn't even sit out properly for the whole day, I had to bend over a little to feel little comfort.
Anyway, the worst is over. The next morning I woke up early to study for my exam paper in just mere hours. I thought I was done for. I even thought of taking MC in case I really can't even make my way down to the exam hall. But I stood strong and went ahead to take my paper.
I emerged strong and mighty feeling like I have won a battle. I had won both my body illness and the exam paper. I am quite certain I will score well for my first paper despite the time constraint I had.
And guess what? It's the same for the today's paper, Tuesday! I score 72 for my paper today. It's an online paper. I'm proud of myself once again =)
