world of my own

The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood,
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that, the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
two roads diverged in a wood, and I --
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

*loves *

the colour orange
the sky and the water (:

Thursday, May 03, 2007

whee. surprisingly not feeling zonked out now, even though this morning was quite bad. woke up and was stuck in bed for a few seconds while my aching body protested and the tight muscles took their time to slowly stretch into position. somehow i manged to get through lessons... today i suddenly had a craving for broccoli! then while getting my broccoli i was inspired to eat kangkong! so that's like a lot of veg for the day.

took an almost half an hour nap in the canteen. i wish they had wider benches... kinda reminds me of last year june when we all koed on the benches after trng before our study sessions. 2 benches joined together. (:

past two trainings have been okay i guess. its not fun rowing with mucus stuck in your nose and not fun rowing when you don't feel 100% well. but today was alot better than ytd. (: all the same, i can't help feeling that they weren't maxed out trainings. at least not mentally. in alot of ways... up there could have been stronger. more fire, more fight, more determination, more positive thoughts. past two trainings those feelings were in short supply...

was talking abt stuff... then the subject of 'rowing your best' came up. for a long time my goal was to row my best. but recent events have set me thinking. esp about how there is no 'best'.

"But because there is no such thing as the perfect race (Phelps found some error of stroke rhythm or turn technique in his races in Melbourne, some imperfection in reaction time at the start), man can only go faster. " from some article in the newspaper.

theres no really such thing as rowing your best because after every pb, after every breakthrough, you're just heading for the next best thing. the next best timing, the next best row.... so really, 'best' is not an endpoint. rather, it is the step before achieveing something greater.

for now, i'll satisfy with finding back that exhileration from the row. the feeling of having exhausted every muscle fibre, that fire and burning desire to row well, that BELIEVE and absence of fear and doubt and the sweet taste of victory when the boat crosses first. (:

even though there was something lacking, it was nonetheless good rows. especially for today. probably one of the first few trainings that i felt i rowed properly for the entire trng. alot of the times it was just whacking water, or not pulling properly, or not using the back, or not kicking. but today, the strokes felt good. and also picked up a few points to improve on... which means potential to go even faster!

sometimes reality kicks in. was looking around in the water. the facts are laid out clear. truth is laid bare in the water. and sometimes you wonder. but then again, why be afraid of your opponents? they are there so that you can go faster. at the end of the day we're fighting for the same thing... in the end, its a battle between fear and what you believe in. (: maybe as one person its a little hard... but the best part is that we have each other. we have the team (:

as of today it is 69 days. thats less than 10 weeks.

...

today, when we were rowing to 1k mark, i caught a disctinctive whiff of the smell of watermelon. it was just so unexpected and such a treat from the otherwise smell of macritchie water that it penetrated through my concentration for a while.

the view is gorgeous. and i wished i had my camera with me.

wished that we live in a world where everyone says what the mean and mean what they say. where there is no hipocrisy, where people speak the truth and where everyone is free. where dreams are held by belief and where love is true. where children don't go hungry and where there's no politics. where couples grow old and have white hair together, where people believe in true love and don't throw the word all over the place like they mean it when they don't actually. where we can watch sunrise and sunset everyday and marvel at its beauty over and over again. where the seas are bountiful and the lands are thriving. where rivers run their natural courses and wildlife and humans live in harmony. where people pursuit knowledge for their own sakes and little kids have no worries. where i fly across the water on my boat (:

sounds difficult, but one thing ive learned this year is to believe. and i believe it is possible. (:

...

为什么不想看到的却一直出现在面前？如果这一辈子能够再也见不到你，那将会是多么痛快的事。因为，你，让我感到恶心。

反而是想看到的却始终等不到，只是一直傻傻地等着。等到了也什么都不敢做，只会在旁边默默地看着。

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