This blog is created to honour the end of my Nationals Inter-School Canoe Championship 2009 and the end of a Canoeist Career in Junior College. The 1st few post will be dedicated towards the setting up of this blog and will convey my thoughts and feeling over the 4 days event to honour the Sports which I really believe in, fought for, bleed for and gave my life to.

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By post:

1. Poem: It hurts me to see you cry
2. Last inch of energy
3. On The Verge
4. What words can I use?
5. 100% exam formula
6. Five For Fighting
7. Every outcome is valuable
8. Casual Conversation
9. Rain
10. Uncertainty

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1. April 2009
2. May 2009
3. June 2009
4. July 2009
5. August 2009
6. September 2009
7. October 2009
8. November 2009
9. December 2009
10. January 2010
11. February 2010
12. March 2010
13. April 2010
14. August 2010
15. February 2011
16. March 2011
17. April 2011
18. May 2011
19. August 2011
20. September 2011
21. November 2011
22. January 2012
23. February 2012
24. March 2012
25. April 2012
26. May 2012
27. June 2012
28. July 2012
29. August 2012
30. September 2012
31. October 2012
32. November 2012
33. April 2013

This post came late. I wanted to blog this but somehow I forgotten until I kind of remember it while in a conversation with Priscillia. Anyway, back to topic! I wanted to say, paper 2 was very tough. In fact, I almost fainted when I first look at it. Like Jasline(in the past….HAHA), I wonder if I took the wrong paper. The questions look strangely unfamiliar. It’s very intimidating. I look almost as if, the paper was coming alive to haunt me. For a moment, if the paper was alive, it would look like this(below) would look like this(below)

















At that moment, of course, being an innocent me, I couldn’t help but feel threatened(below) I kind of black out. I started to picture the dreadful consequences if I dare fail. Those foreign aid from Priscillia and Elvis will be GONE. All my dreams, gone, vanish. In fact, it feels as if, A level would just end here. But then, cannot la. They would be angry if I spend more time thinking of them than on my paper. At least, fail also must fail with pride.


















Therefore, I pull myself together and focus. I know everything good hinges upon this, what I can do for this paper. I’m not the only one feeling the heat. It’s strange. For this moment one more person came into my thoughts. It’s strange but it’s my coach, Mr. Chua. I remembered those words he say on: You mustn’t fear the waves and tide. The waves don’t affect just you alone. To win, you must let it affect you least. That’s how it is.” My world immediately stabilized. Color is once again restored(below) and I’m ready to embrace the enemy before me.


















And I rose up to the challenge. I know that, success/failure would be 2h 15mins again. Even if I don’t make it, I must still leave the examination and tell myself: You may kill me but you may never insult me. Others may fear you but not me. Others may be intimated but not me. Others may suffer you but not me. So come forward and have a taste of how it would feels like to be slice up by a knowledge that has the depth of H1000. Even if it means faking up a fierce front, I’ll do it. ROAR!
















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