Freedom is my religion

I'M A SIMPLE GURL WITH SIMPLE DREAMS. IN MY SIMPLICITY MY WORKS ARE CREATED. & IN MY SIMPLICITY, DO NOT TAKE FROM ME WHAT ISN'T YOURS. ASK, A SIMPLE MIND (USUALLY) OBLIGES.

Disclaimer: All entries are solely based on the imagination, thoughts & reflection of the writer. Any resemblance to persons alive, dead, or anywhere in between is purely a guilt trip, & a coincidence.

Monday, May 22, 2006

Undecided on Netball

It’s no joke being in the trade for 10years. I used to be so crazy over netball I can’t feel the stinging sensation on my skin even when I was badly scorched under the sun. I can wake up for it at a freaking 6am in the morning just to attend trainings back then. Today, all I can discuss about netball are the aches & fatigues it gives me. Sometimes, I get too tired to even continue talking about netball now.

It’s odd.

Cuz it’s not like I’ve totally lost interest in the sport.
Perhaps it just doesn’t feel good training with an all new strangerous team. I attended each training harboring the hope that I will finally habituate myself with their vastly different culture, but it always ended up in disappointment. I just can’t do it like how I could back in poly days. & I thought I am an extrovert! Do people still change at the age of 20?

I guess this was what they meant by saying ’u can’t teach an old dog new tricks’.

It feels awful to end every training realizing that I’m missing my old Temasek poly (AY 2003-2004) team even more badly. Teammates are really important catalyst to a fulfilling netball experience. I don’t need 13 other players just to have a complete game. I need 13 other teammates to walk with me til the end of my netball days.

My old TP gurls & I shared the same kind of senseless humour & laughed ourselves silly all the time, choking on our favorite zhi char supper. We experienced victory & failure together. We get all exhilarated over the dumbest stuffs like planning a birthday sabotaging session. We squeezed onto the stadium’s high jump bed & watch the stars swirl over our heads even though we’re all sweating like pigs. We shared tears when we know we’re parting after the song If we hold on together (by Diana Ross).

We shared time, which is short but rewarding.
We shared moments, which are tough but happy.

It feels like I am a carefree teenager once again just recalling every single stupid things we’ve done together as a team. Think our favorite block catching sessions lols.

I would love to play netball forever if I still had all of u gurls with me. However I wish things were still as simple. Netball just wasn’t the same anymore.
Netball is just netball.

Been so long since I’ve last burst out in fugly uncontrollable laughter on court.
Silly sentimental fool =(

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If we hold on together by diana ross

Don't lose your way
With each passing day
You've come so far
Don't throw it away
Live believing
Dreams are for weaving
Wonders are waiting to start
Live your story
Faith, hope & glory
Hold to the truth in your heart

If we hold on together
I know our dreams will never die
Dreams see us through to forever
Where clouds roll by
For you and I

Souls in the wind
Must learn how to bend
Seek out a star
Hold on to the end
Valley, mountain
There is a fountain
Washes our tears all away
Words are swaying
Someone is praying
Please let us come home to stay

If we hold on together
I know our dreams will never die
Dreams see us through to forever
Where clouds roll by
For you and I

When we are out there in the dark
We'll dream about the sun
In the dark we'll feel the light
Warm our hearts, everyone

If we hold on together
I know our dreams will never die
Dreams see us through to forever
As high as souls can fly
The clouds roll by
For you and I