Ubber gibberish
It's really depressing to see that there are some people in this world who mock and gloat at the downfall of others. It's sad when you do not give 101% in everything that you do. It's sad when your passion in doing something for the enlightment of others isn't there anymore.It's sad when you have to stoop to conquer. Where is the beacon of light?
There are too many Ds...too many downfalls, too much depressing moments, too much of disparity amongst your loved ones. It's demoralizing!
Where is my diagnosis, where is my determination and where is my desires?
Only God knows!
Sunday, March 30, 2008
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Simplicity
Yes...how can I forget?
22nd March 2008 - I totally forgot all about it.
An added touch of simplicity into my life...indeed.........
An evening of apples, grapes, corntos, water,water and more water and not forgetting ehem....ehem....snuggles...snuggles (details not included!)
I doubt someone's reading this but it's worth the bite so, I'm going to say it whether you like it or not,hehe!
I love you...for your "kunniang-ness" (LOL!)
22nd March 2008 - I totally forgot all about it.
An added touch of simplicity into my life...indeed.........
An evening of apples, grapes, corntos, water,water and more water and not forgetting ehem....ehem....snuggles...snuggles (details not included!)
I doubt someone's reading this but it's worth the bite so, I'm going to say it whether you like it or not,hehe!
I love you...for your "kunniang-ness" (LOL!)
Sunday, March 23, 2008
My day as a keeper
The truth hurts...badly.
Life gets really mundane and miserable when you have to lie to do the things you want to do. I feel so restricted, so helpless, so grouchy...yes grouchy is the right word.
I am not getting any younger and there are plenty of things that is in my wishlist. I guess everyone should know by now that I've always wanted to be part of the sporting culture...I guess everyone does except for mum. No, let me correct that statement. She knows but she's restricting me from it, it sounds as if I have a certain amount of quota as to what I can/cannot do.
It's darn **cked up....pardon my language!
But as usual,I did things beyond my means despite the restrictions.
Year 2000 :I was banned from street soccer when we got to the finals BUT I told myself,"If I don't do it now, when will it be? I was turning into a rebel with a cause....to win!" And yes....I went behind my mom's back and because of all the distractions, we only got third but it was an achievement and definitely something which I will remember for the rest of my whole entire life
Year 2003: I joined hockey...behind my mum's back yet.........AGAIN! I survived 2.5 years of naggings...yes...worth it? Yes......I had the chance to be part of the school team and play during the A division.
Year 2008: I joined Sporting Westlake in a Futsal tournament....as a keeper.
I am just a mediocre but the ladies were a fine bunch,they were really encouraging and motivating. I stopped worrying about my problems and continue to play. It was a maiden experience for me as a keeper...haha...me keeper...butter fingers during my netball days in primary school......lol....dude....I did quite a plenty of saves...good hard ones that made my right hand hurts like crazy ,however I wasn't at my best. But, negativity doesn't do good any good for the soul,I tried,I did my level best,that's all that matter!
I had a slight bump in the cheek and on my lips but darn........it felt good. This is soccer...my passion...I was in my own turf where there was no "Mum" to stop me. However, I felt guilty and trust me,it's not a nice feeling but I had to play smart with her...I had to....I had no choice!
Can't wait to get a new pair of boots (just in case) and a new pair of running shoes...I can't wait to start running again. I am still contemplating about turf shoes though, I doubt I'll play hockey again...we'll see where it goes!
And yes...tights,shorts,sport bras( I am surviving on one,cannot make it seh!)
It was a great day for me at Kembangan. Pitch was pretty wet and muddy...felt like a mudskipper...eh no...mudkeeper...ok lame ah!
One of the guy, Eirwan was nice enough to loan me his boots since I had none...it was nice,it felt good. Thanks wan and yah thanks adik too,if it wasn't for her, I wouldn't get the chance to wear the boots.
CJ was super funny. The people at Sporting Westlake is super nice....it's like one big happy family. The girls are so cute.....................(sorry Faz but I'm still straight eh,teehehe!)
However, the sad thing is, the training session clashes with work. My top priority is of course,my career however I have no choice. With a heavy heart, I have to break the news to them...SOON!
I mean, come on, no in is indispensable in this world. There are plenty of great women players around so I guess my exit from the club (in time to come) would not make a difference BUT I will definitely miss the whole warm and cosy experience. Nobody judge you and they look out for one another. There is a lot of respect for one another in this team!If I can describe this team with one word, it has to be simplicity.
Sporting Westlake is the epitome of simplicity. They play simple with style. They are normal,ordinary simple people but with a heart of gold. They welcome everyone and no one feels redundant or obscure. I will definitely miss this wholesome experience,well done SWFC...
Anyway, I've tendered. It's time for me to move on to a greener pasture. I have my own set of problems which have yet to be solved but I guess it can be tackled.
Anyway, I have to get back to laundry and lesson plan. I'm turning dark,eh no...more like tanned but dark seh. I hate it and on top of that, I have burnt cheeks. Burnt red cheeks on dark,tanned,burnt skin.....yikes, I'm roasted!
For now,farewell....hada' (Norwegian)
To Faz (Love you!!)
Life gets really mundane and miserable when you have to lie to do the things you want to do. I feel so restricted, so helpless, so grouchy...yes grouchy is the right word.
I am not getting any younger and there are plenty of things that is in my wishlist. I guess everyone should know by now that I've always wanted to be part of the sporting culture...I guess everyone does except for mum. No, let me correct that statement. She knows but she's restricting me from it, it sounds as if I have a certain amount of quota as to what I can/cannot do.
It's darn **cked up....pardon my language!
But as usual,I did things beyond my means despite the restrictions.
Year 2000 :I was banned from street soccer when we got to the finals BUT I told myself,"If I don't do it now, when will it be? I was turning into a rebel with a cause....to win!" And yes....I went behind my mom's back and because of all the distractions, we only got third but it was an achievement and definitely something which I will remember for the rest of my whole entire life
Year 2003: I joined hockey...behind my mum's back yet.........AGAIN! I survived 2.5 years of naggings...yes...worth it? Yes......I had the chance to be part of the school team and play during the A division.
Year 2008: I joined Sporting Westlake in a Futsal tournament....as a keeper.
I am just a mediocre but the ladies were a fine bunch,they were really encouraging and motivating. I stopped worrying about my problems and continue to play. It was a maiden experience for me as a keeper...haha...me keeper...butter fingers during my netball days in primary school......lol....dude....I did quite a plenty of saves...good hard ones that made my right hand hurts like crazy ,however I wasn't at my best. But, negativity doesn't do good any good for the soul,I tried,I did my level best,that's all that matter!
I had a slight bump in the cheek and on my lips but darn........it felt good. This is soccer...my passion...I was in my own turf where there was no "Mum" to stop me. However, I felt guilty and trust me,it's not a nice feeling but I had to play smart with her...I had to....I had no choice!
Can't wait to get a new pair of boots (just in case) and a new pair of running shoes...I can't wait to start running again. I am still contemplating about turf shoes though, I doubt I'll play hockey again...we'll see where it goes!
And yes...tights,shorts,sport bras( I am surviving on one,cannot make it seh!)
It was a great day for me at Kembangan. Pitch was pretty wet and muddy...felt like a mudskipper...eh no...mudkeeper...ok lame ah!
One of the guy, Eirwan was nice enough to loan me his boots since I had none...it was nice,it felt good. Thanks wan and yah thanks adik too,if it wasn't for her, I wouldn't get the chance to wear the boots.
CJ was super funny. The people at Sporting Westlake is super nice....it's like one big happy family. The girls are so cute.....................(sorry Faz but I'm still straight eh,teehehe!)
However, the sad thing is, the training session clashes with work. My top priority is of course,my career however I have no choice. With a heavy heart, I have to break the news to them...SOON!
I mean, come on, no in is indispensable in this world. There are plenty of great women players around so I guess my exit from the club (in time to come) would not make a difference BUT I will definitely miss the whole warm and cosy experience. Nobody judge you and they look out for one another. There is a lot of respect for one another in this team!If I can describe this team with one word, it has to be simplicity.
Sporting Westlake is the epitome of simplicity. They play simple with style. They are normal,ordinary simple people but with a heart of gold. They welcome everyone and no one feels redundant or obscure. I will definitely miss this wholesome experience,well done SWFC...
Anyway, I've tendered. It's time for me to move on to a greener pasture. I have my own set of problems which have yet to be solved but I guess it can be tackled.
Anyway, I have to get back to laundry and lesson plan. I'm turning dark,eh no...more like tanned but dark seh. I hate it and on top of that, I have burnt cheeks. Burnt red cheeks on dark,tanned,burnt skin.....yikes, I'm roasted!
For now,farewell....hada' (Norwegian)
To Faz (Love you!!)
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