27 long clicks…….4plus painful hours…. Finally it stuck me,
the reason why the experiences were so different.
Once I had someone/a few “someones” to hang on for….
There was Derek and Mr See….and Shaun, Zhiwei, Isaac, Jason and Jeremy
The formal I just got stuck with in a love hate relationship,
Hated when I had to wake him like ten thousand times in one training session,
Hated him when we move crappy though we were still ahead,
But only till we moved on did I realize tha I can’t lived, or actually carry on without him.
The latter, I respected, admired and totally trusted and looked up to.
Who saw me grow,
fat blur spoilt lartball to who I am now….
Coming to realize it, I actually spent as much time under his watchful eye as with my parents.
He is the reason why I am who I am today.
They were beyond friends and teammates.
Then there was Nic, Junwen, Gab, Tim and Anderson.
They were different, a little more on in the friend realm,
A little respect here and there,
More of proving be a sense of belonging.
But it was different.
Hence the less impactful experience and the harder struggle to hang in there.
They were teammates
Lastly, there was no one left.
Had to dig deep, real deep
And all I could do
Was to combined all the smiles of all the people I knew when I rowed.
Harder than before,
I rmbed going through a list as I dragged that god-forsaken rock filled bottled behind Cephas.
yina, winny, jas, steph, su, augggy terence, tim, shiwei, weiyuan, zhenghao, alex, lionel, andrea, maryanne, amy, grace, junwe, anderson, gab, nic, bill, kelvin, eugene, tim, stacey, khai, zhiwei, shaun, mr see, mr chin……….
Only by combining them was I able to hang on and finished the ‘race’.
They were more then just faces.
And once, I had being the best to hunger for in competition..
Now, after hanging on and finally hanging up my paddle
I see no more reason for me to ‘un-hang’ it and start again.
Though there’re still people to carry on for,
But they’re not enough a reason.(no offence meant)
And no competition to HUNGER for…..
So yar….. a fullstop must be drawn,
And the void left must be and will be filled by something else….
At least that is what I’ll keep dreaming on for.
Till that day,
I can only hope and pray.
Ps. Thank bill for lending me your Baby today, couple with the rotating seat, she looks and behave like a absolute beauty. Unfortunately, I’m not worthy of such beauty,
the reason why the experiences were so different.
Once I had someone/a few “someones” to hang on for….
There was Derek and Mr See….and Shaun, Zhiwei, Isaac, Jason and Jeremy
The formal I just got stuck with in a love hate relationship,
Hated when I had to wake him like ten thousand times in one training session,
Hated him when we move crappy though we were still ahead,
But only till we moved on did I realize tha I can’t lived, or actually carry on without him.
The latter, I respected, admired and totally trusted and looked up to.
Who saw me grow,
fat blur spoilt lartball to who I am now….
Coming to realize it, I actually spent as much time under his watchful eye as with my parents.
He is the reason why I am who I am today.
They were beyond friends and teammates.
Then there was Nic, Junwen, Gab, Tim and Anderson.
They were different, a little more on in the friend realm,
A little respect here and there,
More of proving be a sense of belonging.
But it was different.
Hence the less impactful experience and the harder struggle to hang in there.
They were teammates
Lastly, there was no one left.
Had to dig deep, real deep
And all I could do
Was to combined all the smiles of all the people I knew when I rowed.
Harder than before,
I rmbed going through a list as I dragged that god-forsaken rock filled bottled behind Cephas.
yina, winny, jas, steph, su, augggy terence, tim, shiwei, weiyuan, zhenghao, alex, lionel, andrea, maryanne, amy, grace, junwe, anderson, gab, nic, bill, kelvin, eugene, tim, stacey, khai, zhiwei, shaun, mr see, mr chin……….
Only by combining them was I able to hang on and finished the ‘race’.
They were more then just faces.
And once, I had being the best to hunger for in competition..
Now, after hanging on and finally hanging up my paddle
I see no more reason for me to ‘un-hang’ it and start again.
Though there’re still people to carry on for,
But they’re not enough a reason.(no offence meant)
And no competition to HUNGER for…..
So yar….. a fullstop must be drawn,
And the void left must be and will be filled by something else….
At least that is what I’ll keep dreaming on for.
Till that day,
I can only hope and pray.
Ps. Thank bill for lending me your Baby today, couple with the rotating seat, she looks and behave like a absolute beauty. Unfortunately, I’m not worthy of such beauty,
~still hoping and praying~
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