2 hands 1 cable 1 wakeboard.

everyone change in time, some for the better, some for the good.

went out with my sec school clique recently, had alot of fun, running ard sg to try diff food, flyers, barrage etc, reminiscing the sec sch days where we had fun, altough we are now in a 20/21 year old body.

and with the barrage came the fond memories of circle outing, epic picnic, epic camwhore, epic company.


so cobra training is coming up, been setting it up, doing admin and many more. sometimes it pisses me off with the no replies, but im glad the previous sat, we had fun for the last week of touch. hoping the turn ups for the training would be suffice for a team. trying to be optimistic here.

then again, what makes a team?

first, bonding takes place, friendship will be found, brotherhood will be born.

and trust, trusting each other on the field, on the game, at the pitch, with each gameplay.

frankly speaking, i didnt think i would have any problem with that..

i thought wrong.


been playing touch for so long with the same people, and yet, a simple meal couldnt be made. we had to split into 2 groups, and only i knew why. only i.disappointed.


many gestures, talks, and actions. all seems to boil down to one thing. i aint a good organizer, nor a good friend.


so where do i stand?


many of my friends tell me, time after time.

ehh. u got so many friends sia...



but do i?


haha.. do i?


well, perhaps i always screw things up. then again, im human and i can never be perfect.



friends, family and even brothers change, and you have two ways, either accept it, or walk away. well, this is where i leave.