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Friday, January 30, 2009


I give you my hand...
Now come rescue me.

Sunday, January 25, 2009
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These cool snapshots were taken during ChallengeShield last year. Can you say serendipity? HAHAH! Syafiq and I barely knew each other then. He was so shy and I was bursting with happiness when he talked to me. 6 months on, what better way to create another memory than by winning ChallengeShield 6 together?(:
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Halal Spideys: Aisyah, Fie, Sha, Yatay, Syafiq, Dinie, Luthfi and Fairuz.
Creating chaos out of water, dodgeball, hockey, and footie.
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True to the message of the competition, we built unity after that with Kopi's team over coffee (and coffee alternatives) at Vivo's Starbugs.
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3/4 of our really tall strongmen with lots of funnybones in them (Luthfi left for dinner with his former team Chuck Norris).

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Yup, that's the girl who put in 2 goals in human foosball and 17 more during captain's football. So much for torn meniscus, Syah ♥!

Some of us may interpret the message to build ukhuwah differently, but I have no doubts everyone took home some pretty inspiring (and hopefully, life-altering) lessons from today. More than the medals, I had a blast!

And that, was how I spent the half with my better half and our friends.

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Monday, January 19, 2009
LO BEHOLD! I just discovered the secrets of longevity, eternal bliss, and good grades rolled into two!

Love, mathematically

One-way ticket out of paradise.

Um, hey? Ich liebe mich! ;)

Saturday, January 17, 2009
When I have you in my arms, I can find the strength of God by my side.

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Sunday, January 11, 2009
Been a crazy January, and it's barely the first week. With two engagement announcements and the recent score stats in the two games I love, things look set to shine. But with the (un)happenings at the Gaza Strip and the baffling spate of romantic separations, I don't know anymore.

Charmaine used to sing this song although it's not in the language she speaks. Can't find a more apt timing or a better song which describes the (trendy?) situation my friends are in. Dear God, they don't deserve these heartbreaks. Please heal them.


JANUARI - GLENN FREDLY

This is our January, girls!

Been going all out to max out my holiday which officially ends...now.

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Caught a cultural performance.

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Made new friends. That's Christoph from Deutschland. He's really maxing out his education, doing IAs all over the world!

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Team Chuck and team Norris clinching top three positions in a beach dodgeball tournament. Fun stuff, funny guys.

Coach says we reap what we sow. The insanely early morning trainings, the torturous ice baths, the strict food intakes, and most importantly, the bloody injuries and sweat- they're all worth it. We wanted to make this season ours, and we didn't give up.

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The 6-2 showdown in the finals got us here. :) Luck wasn't on our side in the semis (even coin toss was more of a certainty, really) and we were down by just one (last half minute, at that). The rp/ntu match was heart-stopping, so darn close, and ear-busting. Almost immediate equalising between the two teams could be seen, culminating in sudden death at 4-4. Man down and another later, it was 3v3. A burn by fresh legs from NTU decided their first placing.

On League, awesome! We're top of the table, and we had our toughest match thus far with PPG. After a few long points and fast turns, we ended the game two up. I wanna step up from where I am, fast. I wanna break out of the mentality that o-line is harder than being on d-line, and I wanna be braver in making cuts.

My grandmother turns a year wiser today. For the unconditional love and for always trying to shelter me from growing up pains, I'm soooo glad. I'd give up my world to see her happy and be with me for as long as possible. (:

The new semester begins. I wanna mark this journey with (not in order of priority) medals, good grades, jokes, kisses, hugs, and smiles. In other words, I wanna flick well, learn well, live well, and love much.

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Tuesday, January 06, 2009

The Little Things (Live) - Colbie Caillat

Sunday, January 04, 2009
First the fever. Then the allergic reaction to the fever medication. And then the non-stop bowel action caused by the cocktail of drugs prescribed by another doctor. Just as I was about to give up all hopes of living, well I simply couldn't cos Sharini made the effort to drive me to the nearest public washroom, where I spent more than AN HOUR in, before Syafiq came rescuing by. Took one Nadia, the other aunty and 67 tries before I managed to dump myself in a cab with him. After which he fed me while I slowly regained energy to yak yak yak. A stunning and more severe repeat of just the day before, when I had to cut the double date with Farah&Fai short because of an uncontrollable quivering stomach. 3 days into the new year, and I'm only starting to recover. It would have been earlier, if I hadn't snuck out to play. Sometimes it takes consequences like this for to admit how stubborn I am. Am real lucky to still have people who just shake their heads in disbelief and gently remind. And don't you dare stop believing.

I was increasingly impassioned by my initially casual speech to Syafiq that I started sounding angry. I was pretty taken aback when he pointed it out. Ridiculous that I could conjure up emotions out of nothing (not exactly nothing; I was talking about love, good stuff). Gotta find a way to work it the other way round. ;) I haven't stopped believing.

It was one sad December, of sorts. I remember late nights into the mornings coaxing broken hearts and making steel ones open. Yesterday, while encouraging someone to patch things up with his love, he asked why I had so much hope when nobody else did anymore. That was not the first time somebody asked me that. Makes me wonder why I try relighting the dead sometimes. Is it because I know what bad is from experience, that I can tell what good is, or can be when I see it? I guess I never stopped believing in love, ever. Whatever love is. I'll believe what I want to. And I'll never stop believing.

Today I asked Syafiq what was the worst thing he had done in his entire life. He said, "not treating you right." I'm telling you, I'm a believer!

"I don't fear insects or spiders. At great heights, I jump off, smiling. In the face of death I wink. But, when I look into your eyes, I'm in fear of how much I love you."

I want to make this work so bad, more so than I want my medals. SILY!:)

New year, we're all one. Go pro-love. If all else fails..

cherry blossom girl says:
eat panadok

cherry blossom girl says:
HAHAHAHAH

cherry blossom girl says:
panadok, the mat's solution

Thursday, January 01, 2009
In attempt to clean up my room, I found a load of stuff, like


a box of old letters, cards, movie and plane ticket stubs, pictures, and notes passed around in class!

In one of the messages my best friend left in my diary:

Yaya Goondoosamy,

I’ve said it too many times and I still stand firm. You get what you put in and people get what they deserve. If you ain’t seeing yours, I ain’t seeing mine. Why? Only NOBODY knows why. Geddit?


And then there's the little oh-so-subtle clever gift given by someone who taught me many life lessons:



And that, is what all of my 2008 had been about: being happy, and letting go of all the nonsense that would've done no good to my life. :) Just like my favourite quote in the book, which says- The heart is happiest when it beats for others. :)

I spent the eve of 2009 (what did adam say?- yijun, hahahaha!) being drugged by pills. At almost 39 degrees C, complete with backaches, flu, and a spliting headache, all countdown plans had to be shredded. Slept the whole day and woke up drenched in my own sweat. Tried sneaking out for training (yes, a reccurence of last year's immense fear of not turning up, freaky freaky), but mother took advantage of my weak state and did all she could to prevent such stupidity. Hoho, I guess that's love. At the stroke of midnight, Syafiq rode over to spend some time with me. Symbolic of new beginnings. :)

The first half of 2008 was forgettable and paled in comparison to the second. I was enlivened by the new, like-minded friends I made, and how we grew stronger with each competition we took part in. We came from diverse sports background, but together, we really make an awesome team! Champion team, not team of champions. :) My CAP slid down by almost a half point, but I have no regrets because I know it did at the expense of things I had always wanted to do. I finally visited Saigon, and I learned a lot of cool stuff from MuddyGrass. So here's to the best last half of '08- you took forever to come but I'm crazy happy you did.

I just wanna stay uninjured this year, physically and emotionally. And I know I can count on my loved ones to see to it.

Happy 2k+9, everyone!

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