9th November 09

Our class celebrated Koh Jun Jie's birthday. I'm lazy to go into the details but you guys can just refer to the photos that I added on facebook. Spend the morning doing my 8km programme and 100 pull ups despite my stupid blister. I mean like, jun jie's already 17. This goes to show how much time i have left. It's only 20 days and not forgetting that I'm going for my cambodia trip for anothe 5 days. I would be missing my trainings and I wonder how am I supposed to catch up for that 1 week.

Honestly, if you were there, I'm sure I would be able to do it. Train hard Ernest, believe yourself.
Countdown: 20 days.
 

 

It doesn't matter how much shit you are gonna go through, what matters most are those who are willing to through it with you.

 

As above, most of you can guess that training by now should have resume. For the whole of this week, it's either mt,pw or body conditioning. Honestly speaking, I don't look forward to training. What i really miss are those times after training where we would go over to golden rooster for lunch and then bitch around like no one else's business.

As far as I'm concerned now, promos are long gone, training is coming. Looks like my holidays are gonna be burnt as well. Come to think of it, my life has changed throughout this year. I don't remember studying so hard throughout the year just for my exams, well except for my chinese literature O levels last year.

Well, I'm at loss for words. Right now, it's hardcore mother tongue and Project work. Life really suck to the max.

Life sucks, take drugs
 

I like the atmosphere now; it's all silence and tense. Here am I plugged into my Ipod mugging for my promos and there is my brother with his headphone on, playing a game on his desktop. My dad and mum couldn't be bothered with him over some issues which are personal.

Ernest likes this
 

Can't take it? Stand up and leave
 

Back from annual canoeing training camp. As much as I want to blog here, my eyelids are simply giving way after 2 hour worth of meat buffet plus some bitching sessions with the team.

Like all training camps, it starts with training, training and more training. Although the consent form that was given to us mentioned that there's time set aside for studying, that 'allocated time' didn't come afterall.

This camp is so much different from the camp that was organised in March. Basically, it was all about us. Seniors were there to help us, correct our strokes and of course scold us. Not to forget the last morning we had for the camp.

We were practically pulled up from our sleep, dragged to the field, had water sprayed at us to wake us up. We did things that were deemed impossible, we did stuff that required a hell lot of team work. I'm glad everyone pulled through. No doubt, i was surrounded by at least 8 seniors in crunches position. Just when I knew I had to hang in there, my legs just gave way. Cui yes, i know.

Just wanna take this opportunity to thank everyone that encouraged me. This is rowlikehell camp. However, hell has just began for us. Come August - September, things are going to get harder.

Trainings are gonna get anal.
Tutorials are gonna get anal.
Promos are gonna get anal.
Pw is gonna get anal.

Ask yourself, why do you hold on til so long for? The team? Yourself? Or for your family. Only you have the answer. Use that as motivation for you to move on.


Touch your heart and answer, do you really think you deserve the shirt? Have you pushed yourself? Have you ever thought of the shit the rest suffered when you didn't? Ask yourself.


To the team: Thanks, I never felt so encouraged before.. That morning will never be just a memory.
 

For some reason, training frequency had increased. We used to  train on Tuesdays, Wednesdays and Saturdays. Now, we are training on Tuesdays, Wednesdays, Saturdays and public holidays and not to mention about the compulsory morning trainings that we have to attend.

It really takes a lot of determination to endure such stuff especially when the JC curriculum is hectic and that pile on homework that needs to be done almost everyday. For that, I really admire my seniors for pulling through. I seriously doubt my team would remain as how it is now although there are people who are thought to be holding the team through jokes and stuff. People like Nicholas never fail to make the team laugh after a hard day's work. They are like the glue of the team, keeping everything intact when the seniors and the coach try to break us apart.

Things are slightly different for me. I've been nominated to be the vice-captain of the team. Somehow, I do feel a little of disappointment here and there because that(appointment) wasn't what I wanted ultimately. Looks like I have to make do with what I have now.

Just like what my ex-captain mentioned, most of the team lack the mental strength to push themselves; No matter how much the seniors, the teammates, the coach push us, it all boils down to self motivation. It's only yourself that is able to push yourself over the limit. Like my quote above, why think of giving up when can ask yourself what you held on for?

There are many things that's needs to be accomplished, homework, canoeing, friends. It might seem hard but rest assure, I'll make things right.

It's for the gold medals that we are aiming for
It's for our goals that we are aiming for
It's for the mileage that we did
It's for the shit that we suffered before
It's for everyone in the team
It's for the seniors who trained us
It's for the coach that corrected us
It's for the inner self that pushed us
It's for the friends that supported us
It's for the team. TEAM PJC CANOEING