Back in the Day
I remember a much simpler time when me and my brothers were simply mad about wrestlgin and took every night we had together as an opportunity to hold wrestling matches in the small room that we shared together. There was barely any space to do much but I loved those times cos we had so much fun together. Just as brothers should. Seems such a long time ago, was about 12 yrs ago I think.
I remember driving my parents crazy as they kept coming into the room everytime they heard a thud from our room, which was probably one of us slamming the other into the matress, which was of course the ring.
Now things are so different, so fractured, and truth be told, is a large reason why going to Australia is the right thing to do for me. I come home to a much nicer house nowadays, big and spacious with my own room. But deep inside it realli hurts and I know that a house doesn't make a home. I miss having brothers. And a family. I just keep quiet but with everytime I have alone, I always tend to think about how things are so cruelly abnormal now it just doesn't make sense anymore. I miss those days, what I'd do to get them back.
Out.
I believe
Time passes too fast. So many things to do, yet sometimes just not enough time to finish them. I have been having some weird-ass sleeping and waking times, but overall its been fine. I'm gonna be helping out with the Metta school underprivileged children in terms of soccer coaching so I hope thats gonna be a great experience. Rite now, its basically just lots of coaching, but its been the best experience ever, coaching a competitive team and then shifting into my developmental mode at Siglap CSC.
Other than that, here we go again. I believe. I believe.
I BELIEVE.
Out.
The past week has been an eventful one, and suffice to say a satisfying one, but I hope what it has done in the meantime is to whet the appetite of all those involved, to realise that the quest for history and eventually reaching it is an amazing feeling.
Although some other events really soured things from me, I refuse to allow it to get me down, and instead I will believe, as i always have, that
God is Great and
He will definitely know whats best. However, I am certain that what I am walking away from within 12 weeks will be a good decision in the end.
Now that the dust has settled, I can only wish for greater success, greater effort and greater hunger and desire for what I and the team want at the end of these 3 months.
Out.
