UNGLAM AT HER BEST

-thinking back on good ol’ days.
-looking forward to brand new ones.
- YOU and all of your silly little bits.

our first month at the zoo LOLOLOL.

my all-time favorite!

one of our fav haunt – billybombers

the most beautiful picture.

as strong as you are =P

admist the studying/swimming/tanning

glasshouse, our place.

artsy fartsy sweetie

happy birthday baby(:

your cutest pout

you like this, but ive no idea why =\

my horrible-bangs days ):

trials for nat ice hockey team HAHAH! let you win me 5-4 ):

we cut hair on the same day! hahaha

random a bit, LPY, i found this pic omgomgomgomg.

good hair day yellow teeth eeeee =P

never concentrate on kissing me):

AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!

act like so pro, actually falling down lor HAHAHA

we damn no life, no trg also go kallang play. AHHA

sho kewtzxs!

love you dip dip (:

your grosssssss tongue,

and the day you put the tiara on my head,
and called me your queen (:

your very sweet idea, me looking down at you looking up!

here’s a happy 2008, love.
(albeit sleepy) and oh oh, my hair was braided then! EHEHEH.

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that’s all for now ah, must go study ABACUS alr if not tmrw fail =\
row row row can’t wait to row so long never touch the boat!
100reps ytd was good but, well, just different.
accept the fact, do not push the blame anymore.
and,

i absolutely love my baby very very veryyyyy much.
kwalapig(:

in 8 months, our lives will start to change.
we will graduate, and we will move on. but will we really?
i dont think i can, and ive never felt so lost before.
but after talking to you over dinner tonight, i realised,
that we’re going to make it, despite the fucking odds.
it may seem farfetched, or even impossible,
to hold on to keep going but it’s okay,
as long as we have the faith, the patience,
the trust and the love,
beside you physically or not,
my heart’s always yours to keep, so is yours for me.

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not directing to anyone in particular, i swear. so dont get all offended or what.

being able to join ncc or not should be secondary. primarily, we should think about if we’re even fit to represent the team to go for such a major race. for experience? sure. at the expense of the team’s reputation, when the team alr has not much to speak of? no. im not fast, im not there yet, and im more than willing to admit all of that. in fact, most of us aren’t. like wth, during each trg, do we even put in like 100% or more? when people correct our strokes, do we even listen or do we just get cocky and complacent and think we know it all? when we improve by one second, why do we act like we’ve improved by twenty? it’s okay if we’re not fast, it’s okay if people think we’re not all that powerful, but it is not okay when everyone thinks that we’re not fast and we are not putting in the effort to even improve. self train? self discipline? where’s all that these days? priorities problem? attitude problem? tons. we giving up yet? no. but people give up themselves. ironic. the team is always here trying to support whoever wants to keep going but most people just walk away themselves, telling their own hearts they’re not doing wrong to anyone, not even themselves. some, so full of potential and future, just give up. some, who used to brim with passion and desire and confidence, suddenly slacken. all sorts of excuses, all playing the bloody blame game. blame the waters, blame the boats, blame the time, blam the rudder, blame everything. so are those people who train hard to get to whre they are today at blame? is it their fault for being able to pull away just cos they can afford to train more, or just cos they want to win more than any of you? no. you can deny your fault, but you cannot fault them. i love the team, and i wish to see everyone back to training mode, together and roaring. sometimes it’s just sad to see people not pushing anymore. like it’s just any other leisure sport, and that they’re coming just for routine habit. what’s the point? some dont even care bout the strokes anymore. some dont even put in full effort for sprints when others are. unfair? only to themselves. those who’re pushing all the way reap everything they deserve. what the hell am i typing so much for. im not fast, neither am i the best, but well, cliche as it is, this is my blog and i say what i like. this team can achieve so much more, that’s the sad thing, if only people start to realize and put in that effort to make it happen.

get it? fuck i dont even know.

only one person will get me these chocolates if he knows im craving for it.

and only I know what he craves for like always….

but when cannot find cheap large packs of minties.. he’ll want..

and when all chocs and candies run dry…….
we’ll start having the same craving for……..

LEMON LIME BITTERS FROM ANGOSTURA (which pictures i can’t find zzzzzz)

and because of 1 hr 45 mins of FAILED uploading time for photos, this entry took like 2 hours -.-

MAIN POINT HERE IS,

i fucking miss my baby tonight i wish he were by my side now
i want to do nothing but just lie in the open on deck chairs and look at the stars with you like how we did a few months back. to cook our meals to shop in supermarkets to go around looking and getting amazed at stuff and to force you to eat bon bo huey with me and all. i miss those days, but worse of all,
i miss every single bit of you.

fuck lah.

SPRINT CAMP 08

just when i thought my hair was pure black, i see strands of brown. zzz

we sell havais as part time job. hhaahahha

after 1010 pushups!!!!

(: the team

admist the run.

ending pt of run, marina sq! (:

swim swim swim

girls (:

hello small girls!

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JHBELAUDREYJOHN @ j8 playground

on the slideee (:

it could have been a nice photo but no thanks to john

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and love, in an hour and half,
it’s the 23rd of the month again.
time flies, doesn’t it.
but our love remains, despite it all.
through the good, and the bad,
we’ll get each other through,
hand in hand.
no choice, you stupid kwalapig.

we shall be nice and forgive john’s feet for being so fecking extra.
what a nice and sweeeeet pic. we blend in with the slides LOL
and,

i love you (:

Happy xxx monthsary! (:

hello girls (:

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Felt bloody lazy today. Didn’t even row the warm up triangle properly =\ Felt a lot better during sprints. Cabbed back with love to shower then headed out to meet jj collin nicholas lawrence at maooooowi with monopoly. Then to polar for nonstop monopoly till like, 9pm. Competitive Monopoly okayy. Dinner at MOS with love and jj before heading home. Damn sleepy now. Feel a lil feverish. Hope I can wake up tmrw ):

and KOONCHIN,
WELCOME HOME YOU SILLY GIRL.
MISSED YOU x1090324903294039
SEE YOU LIKE, ON MONDAY (:

Off to bed. Long day tmrw. Let’s hope the sun doesn’t kill us.

and sweetest love,
youre the best (:

The number of pushups we did during the sprint camp (:

one thousand AND ten. Must purposely add in ten to make it seem more than it actually is. HAHA.

Embarked on the run to Esplanade with the team. Dunearn rd seems a lot longer than holland. I DONNO WHY! Anyways, Lawrence Alex Addie Samantha and I ended up losing our way cos we couldnt find our way and we ran to Zouk instead -.- So we had to take a bloody bus to meet up with the rest. But okay, at least we managed to run till Orchard before stopping. Damn. Next year again!! =\

Stank up the bus again and dinner at KAP before heading back.
Swam the next morning, super super abs and then I went to gym a little before showering.

KAP AGAIN, for lunch HAHA.

And if I haven’t already mentioned before how great this team is, I’ll say again. YOU GUYS ROCK ASS BIGGEST TIME OF ALL. FROM SENIORS TO JUNIORS AND EVERY LITTLE BIT. All the screaming to finish up those pushups (okay mainly ck and jj actually HAHA) and etc etc etc etc etc etc etc etc.

Gawd, love you guys.
(the girlies all!, especially and bias a bit lah okay, my baby too!)

DAPH YOURE MISEED.

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When you’re gone,
The pieces of my heart are missing you
When you’re gone,
The face I came to know is missing too
When you’re gone,
All the words I need to hear to always get me through the day…
And make it OK…
I miss you.
I’ve never felt this way before,
Everything that I do,
Reminds me of you.
And the clothes you left,
They lie on the floor,
And they smell just like you,
I love the things that you do

Hope I’ll never have to relate to this song.

EVER.
cos i love you,
and i miss you every single moment youre not here by my side.

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we’ll get there tgd, as a team.

(: picture perfect

sometimes i feel like eating her legs up.

yaojun nicholas alex samantha daph me lawrence

ling-er!!

sprint girls siolllll! (hopefully a year later the pple in the photo will er, stay to take another) LOL

(: awesome team

donno what linjunhan doing ah. think he very ah beng. lol

sam loves me! =D

paddles up, row hard (:

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3 bloody triangles tmrwww! ):
HELP.
hope daph’s surviving in shanghai!

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My hand hurts like fuckkkkkkkkkkkkk.
As horrible as the day may start out, your voice never fails to bring a perfect end to each night.
For, when you’re with me, I fear nothing.

I love you, Mr daydream.
(:

g’night world, g’night kwala.

DAPH,
STAY SAFE BON VOYAGE SEE YOU IN 6 DAYS OR SO AND TRY TO HAVE FUN BEING AWAY FROM HOME
AND EAT MORE RICE THERE DAMN NICE RICE THEY HAVE! =P

CFOC’s finally over. I can’t exactly say I had the blast of my life, but it wasn’t too too bad. At least we got to bond with the sprinters more, and got to know more polo people as well. Resolved a couple of shit that should have been done so long ago and now, at least I feel lighter. Rowed after booking out. Didn’t do much. Didn’t feel very stable. Didn’t feel right at all. I don’t feel ready, not even close.
I’m damn sleepy but I doubt I can get to sleep. My hand hurts like fuck. Like scalding water running over it. Like fuck.

Timings timings timings numbers everywhere when will my 2.11 day come? How bout smell some fart hahahaha okay 2.40 first. HAHA. Like I’ve much time left.

Anyways I was just thinking back. Bout all the training camps and stuff over the past 2 years. The last one was the best ever. So many people so many seniors so many juniors all training like nuts day in day out feeling the bond feeling the power and the passion burning like never before. Then slowly, juniors left. The flame seemed put out. Seniors slowly disappeared too. But never mind all that. Then going further back, the run to orchard. The photo taking opposite tanglin mall. Stinking up the entire bus on the way back. 100reps gymming. Everyone, so together. And now, come as it may just a one-night sprint trg camp, we’ll make it better than before. So many juniors and with all the seniors, we’ll make it the best trg camp ever. We’ll train hard, play hard, like play snap and daidee, and we’ll do all of that together. I’m very very looking foward to thurs night! (:

To believe in yourself is the first step to getting what you want. Maybe I should start giving myself the benefit of the doubt.

Okay hurting too bad to continue typing zz. See y’all.

thank you for loving me

*pictures soon.

will it, ever?

I’m starting to wonder what all this is for. All the getting burnt from the bloody sun, getting the aches after trainings, going at it nonstop day after day, clocking timings trying to break them but hardly ever get to, and at the end of everything, you’re just drained, and left wondering what the hell you are doing. The encouragement that used to get me going now gets me thinking if it’s all just a bunch of lies. What is good enough? Nothing is. I can break my current timing, and then set a new one, and then break it. But as I’m doing it, 10000030423 other people are doing the same. Am I doing it wrong, or just not cut out for this at all? Then comes the dreaded disappointment after races even though you’ve given your all. The realization of your all does not even match to your competitors’ 50%. To screw up during races over and over again, to never have set foot on the podium for a glorious medal, that is deemed proud by anyone. Late at night you go to sleep wondering, if this is really what you want. All the questions running through the mind but in your heart, you know for sure it is, and it is what makes you happy and keeps you going even after so long. Suddenly it’s not just about winning, it’s about wanting to improve together as a team, to want to stick together to brave through these 3 years together, and more, if possible. It’s about the friends you make and keep for life, it’s about the things you learn from training together. Suddenl, you think, and you’ll realise it’s a worthy exchange, perhaps, for good friends instead of a medal that will bring you only that limited amount of happiness. Yet deep down, always contradicting, your heart still fixes on winning. For once, you just want to show the world that it’s possible, that you, of all people, can do it too.
That one day, people will look back and remember this team as the one that went all out and strived for the medals we all deserve.

okay please ignore the whole chunk above. I think I’ve just about lost it tonight.

Just checked out the nwkc timings for this year and they were……..

I don’t know where to hang my head? Great.

CFOC in 2 days. Meaning, 3 days less to train.

What now, what now.

It’s approximately a month and a little more to NCC.  How now, what now, now how, now what?

Getting antsy getting scared getting intimidated, all over again.

So much for getting the mindset right. So much for not being afraid.
So much for looking at those timings you know you’ll never meet,

and cringe..

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Training was a killer today. It’s been quite some time since Sunday’s training was so effective, like tiring effective. And suddenly rowing a T feels quite heavy. I think I’m just tired. I could barely lift my arms to play badminton last night =\ Felt quite bad making my bro run all over. HAHA.
Anyways, HELLO to a brand new week of………….. trainings!

OH AND LOLOLOLOLLOLOLL TODAY SUPER LOLOLOLOL
daph and I wanted to switch over to K2 during the cool down, so admist all the changing with alex and lawrence, some random guy was snapping photos of us (rather unglam) but anyways, ALEX THE BIGMOUTH went up to him and said,

“Eh you go ngeeanncanoeingclub.blogspot.com and send to the email stated there can?”

WAHLAU SUPER EMBARRASSING AND THAT GUY REALLY SENT!!! HAHAHAAH DAMN FUNNY CAN. And bloody hilariously, alex is in the water in the photos -.- so why is he so enthu about it, I HAVE NO FRIGGING IDEA.

AND GET THIS STRAIGHT, ALEX BLOODY REPLIED A LAME REPLY TO THAT PERSON.

Hi XXXX,

Thanks for your great photography skills n for sending us the pictures. Hopefully that pic will serve as a good example of a standard handing over of boat ceremony (whereby someone, namely myself, has to enter the ever-so dirty kallang water) HAHAHA. Anyway thanks for the photos. (=

Alex – Ngee Ann Canoeing Club

HE IS OFFICIALLY NOT IN NGEE AN CANOEING CLUB MAN!

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CFOC =\
SPRINT TRG CAMP!

HEE HEE HEE HEE HEE.

okay love,
punggol or pasir ris,
changi or simei,
I still love you (: HEEE.