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Tuesday, November 27, 2007

Damn, my ambitious days are over. I wanted to achieve those high(un)achieving things: Best table tennis player, superb academics, all rounder, ohh and the best yet: President Scholar(Mrs.Lee, sec 2 english teacher, even printed the form for me sia, lol)

It was when I was sec 1 and half the time in sec 2. Yeaaaa, I was enthu sia. Then I realise, I've no time for other things, seriously. I don't even have time for the usual Lets-go-long-john-after-school. But still....

My world rotates around cca... and studies, okay maybe a little of it. All I wanted was to make my family, my teacher, and my ex-pri school teachers(it feels so good go back right) proud. No matter how hard I trained, study(seriously), I won't get to be the best, coz there's only ONE best. But amazingly, my family, especially my parents, didn't really mind of me not doing well in cca. Frankly, they don't really care about it. I'm the one who get the rubber for the bat myself, get the proper shoe myself, go to individual/outside/overseas competitions myself. Surprisingly, I don't really mind being independant.

Oh yea, extra info: Those enthu paddlers even bring their parents along to see them play in south zone and the nationals sia. It reminds me of those pri school days. Oh yea, crying's normal in table tennis matches.

Anws, whenever I feel kinda screwed because of those ccas and stuffs, they'll be talking(not scolding) to me and remind me about what they really expect from me: To be a good muslim, and a good person and to get to university.

Yeaaaa, they didn't mention about being the best athlete, nor the superb studies, nor president scholar. So, why be ambitious?

I'm still wondering and wondering why oh why. Maybe it's just a "push" for me to work harder?

But yea... (mayb this stanza got no link) I don't wanna live in regret. Every experience, small and big, young and old, short and tall, good and bad, there's a lesson that we can learn from it. If you find nothing there to be learned, then: You'll live in regret. Sure got one.... Like the time you got stung by the nyamuk or mosquitoes or whatever. You'll get a bump, but hey... it'll build your immune system preventing you getting those diseases, as you get more and more of those mosquitoe bites. You get what I mean...

Anws, soooo I realise: Wise people will be proud for Who I am, not What I am.

Ps: I'm gonna live life to the fullest mannn

(This post's just to remind me to live like I am dying)

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