Team Night and the New Year
Team night was brilliant that;s all i can say. And Kuan Ren and the mons and the nicks have a big job ahead if they wanna match up to it, not that I doubt it. I realli enjoyed performing especially since I haven done so since the last team night, but I realli enjoyed involving everybody in singing, hahaha the girls sang realli well and their echoes of the chorus to run still ring in my ears, much like how we sang "you'll never walk alone" at the end of 02.
Other than dat, in a vain attempt o keep back my tears, i still cried at the end, cos I was realli sad, perhaps due to how much I have put in to the team. At the same time I'm realli excited at raising this new batch especially since they are the first batch that was handpicked by me and all, every last one of em. So its real exciting to see how this new year will turn out. Of cos winning the trophy again would be good, but its not all about that. The trophy as I always say is a by-product, there are a million more important things.
I realli enjoyed seeing the skit and the singing, my only qualm the whole night was how me and JR kena punkd big time! I tell you I was feeling damn bad and told JR we should dress properly cos as coaches we should set an example to the rest. When I came and saw the sec 4s, I was a little suspicious. Then when the seniors around I reckoned that WE WERE HAD! haha, so had to go home in the humid weather all hot and sweaty. Haha.
Other than dat it was realli truli awesome fun, and I wanna thank all the ones responsible and those who turn up here for ervrything, for the gifts. I was so touched by the gifts from the seniors and I truly didn expect it at all. Honestly that was so nice, evrything from the trophy to the big montage to the nice cone and field thing from she fong, man wat a night it was.
But a new year now dawns with fresh challenges ahead in all aspects of my life, Uni and me will be into our fourth year, school will be getting harder, internship with dr. fong, tuition with 5 primary 6 kids sitting for PSLE.
Bring it on? Of cos, must have this gungho attitude lar cos we only live once.
Have a good 07 all!
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Lessons in Unlikely Places
I realised that even comedies, though being realli corny and trashy at times, do teach you things. Today I was watching Hope and Faith, and I remember one beautiful line which struck me with its simplicity. It went that
"In life, its not about how much you get, but how much you give". Realli nice line, and I realli do wanna live up to it, though I must admit I can do better than what I'm doing now.
At the end of the day I feel that in a society in Singapore, its realli about how much you get and nobody realli gives a shit about how much you give, and even when people give, they are thinking about how much they will get from giving, which is the same thing anyways.
Realli a lot to ponder about.
On the other note, Phil and Colin came down to day to play xbox and it was brilliantly fun as usual, brings back good old memories of days past, even close to two years on, we still shara laugh talking about all the stoopid stuff we did in NS, if dats one thing I miss from NS, then it must be the kinship we developed at Ops Unit. Dats prob the only thing man. Thanx Phil and Col, for bringing back my guitar as well!
Alright, its 0616hrs now, an hour more before I need to leave for commonwealth for the match with Queensway. Saturday another match at Meridien for BSRI.
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High-Low
The past week has been one of highs and lows, highs upon the release of the PAE and realising I have most of the new gen of players intact, at least for the next 6 weeks, and lows upon realising that I still lost some of the players, whom I wish could be part of the team. Lows also because I lost them as usual to the usual avenues I usually lose players to.
Unbelievable.Lows because of the display put up by the team, hurts me so much to keep scolding the girls, I dunno how much I scolded Jing Jing until I think her face is in a permanent cramped emotion, I havent heard her pop a joke the whole week. Scolded some of the girls till they were tearing already, but I dont think I have much choice, because of the need to get the point across. I guess I could be nice and all, and we could all be good friends, the sad case is that I cannot, because I do not want the same thing to happen last year....no use elaborating on what it is anyways. I guess dats always the dilemma on coaching, when you want to be liked by your players, but at the end of the day your professional obligations turn you to do otherwise.
I realli wish I could be nicer, but for the time being, its just not something I wanna be, its just me, just the way I HAVE to be. This is unfortunately Azrulnizam coaching. Change it and I will be just bark with no bite. Bleargh.
Realli feel like crap now, and the man u match is tomorrow some more. Aiyah....
Well, this coming week will be an important week, and its time for ALL of us, myself, the team, the coaches...to prove ourselves.
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All Over Again
Today it was realli awkward seeing the likes of joakim and paul and nurul dance, I thought that jay did a good job on the keyboard though, so it was realli ince. overall im not realli sure wats the point of the whole show.
Tom is gonna be a long day, all the way from early in the morning to almost 24 hours later, almost lar when man U take on Benfica again in a cruncher. i still remember it was about a year ago when I was seating with Jack, Teck Yew, camy sleeping on the sofa, watchin man u just let their European goals slip through some unbelievable, and ranks as one of the worst nights of being a man u fan. A year on we are in exactly the same position unbelievable man.
Alright, gotta call some grass cutters.
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No More
And then there were none.
Today, at 4pm, Musso's life slipped right before me, albeit after a few gasping breaths, it just stopped moving and I knew he was gone, 3 days after his bro did.
I realli feel seeing the life slip out of someone is terrible, seeing his glassy eyes reminded me of the look on my grandpa's face a few days before he passed away. I cant believe I have not been able to get proper closure on his (my grandpa) death until now and I dunno why. But anyways yeah seeing the life slip out of Musso and Adolf in the past few days have been very bad experiences.
BUT, i believe that Allah has a plan for all of us, and in the midst of all the crap he made me see through some very beautiful things.
For one, I now have a whole lot of new-found respect for my smallest bro Amirul, and I have told myself to cut him some slack cos he deserved it. he realli looked after Musso like a kid brother, especially today and when I reached home, the one thing that caught my eye was seeing him reading the Koran with Musso in his lap. I realli could see that he was trying his best to revive Musso, and he was truly distraught he had to leave for a concert, and I told him he might not see Musso when he comes back.
Also for Azizul who has pulled through all this while for all of us, its realli hard for him to wanna enjoy his after-As holidays, especially so since he has only bout a month and a half before NS. So it was always a conflict for him but again he tried his best.
I think amidst it all, Musso and Adolf made us realise that the 3 of us are a good team, and I hope that we will continue to put in the effort to be so, at least if not for each other, for Musso and Adolf.
Its realli hard to convince myself that its not my fault that the two of them died, even though we realli did try our best especially in Musso's case. But I guess there are things to be learnt from this experience, as much as I wish it never began in the first place.
Either way, I will take the best out of this experience and try and become a better person.
Thanx Azizul and Amirul, even though I dont have Musso and Adolf, I hope I will never ever lose you guys.
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