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Jocelyn Yeoh Shu YiKranji Secondary School
30June1993
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Thursday, September 10, 2009, 12:38 PM
对不起但我怕我会贪心。--
It's 3.40am.I'm wondering if I should post initially but somehow I just brought myself to this page.
Today on the way back home from school,the weather was so hot tht it nearly killed me.But the weather seemed so familiar.The warmth and scorching sun.I missed trainings.Miss Yeo's trainings as well.
I remember how ting,mel,ginny and I would always eat at limbang's foodcourt (you mian EVERYTIME) before training at 2pm and after training at 12pm.
I remember how we sat together around the round table and crapped like crazy.When we have friendly matches/carnivals coming up,we'd always discuss our strategies and spy about the schools HAHA.(maybe only me :X)
I remember how tough miss yeo's trainings were,but I also remembered how we survived through it.
I remember that training where we ran for 7.2km straight for punishment,yet we survived through it.
I remember enduring the stupid ____ pain and despite feeling so drained I still managed t survive the training.
I remember how we always had to run a 2.4km before every single training,and how I looked forward t it because I wanted t create my breakthrough.
I remember meeting amanda(when she was still a shooter) at lot one mac early in the morning just t have breakfast and then together we'd board the very quiet bus to school just to complete our shooting sets.That morning rained.It was scary it was dark at 6.50am we were so cold shooting in e canteen.After tht we'd train in the hall.
I remember how miss yeo asked us to write a netball journal I just took it out and read ytd . As I read I smiled I really smiled because everything was so detailed and vivid.
I remember how we always have to do push ups on the burning parade square as punishments we drop a ball and how my knees always got scraped a lil.
I remember how the shooting record paper in my file reminded me tht I have to do my shooting sets every day.
I remember feeling so guilty during the holidays for not completing my shooting sets or tht I know I could have done more,then I'll go back alone to complete my shooting sets.
I remember how good it feels to shoot alone in the parade square with no disruptions/nearly no one but the wind and the pole.
I remember how people would always ask "why so emo!","why shoot alone?" whenever they see me shooting alone and skipping as punishments alone.
I remember meeting nadia bout an hour or even 2 hours before training to complete our shooting set.Then we'd each take the both ends of the court and do our shooting individually.
I remember how happy I was to finish my shooting set because I know it's only then I can tell miss yeo confidently and honestly I did wht I have to and want to.
I remember training tgt under the hot sun when miss yeo always drag training till 12pm++ when its supposed to end at 11am.Nevertheless we enjoyed ourselves thoroughly.
I remember playing courtgame continuously for an hour just because ms yeo wasn't happy with our play.
I remember how miss yeo's silence could kill every single one of us.We're not scared if she starts screaming and shouting.But when she's quiet and looking stern,we'd start t fear.
I remember doing the passes at the quadrangle,and how proud melissa and I would feel whenever we didn't drop any pass when doing static passes.
I remember how we have to do physical training every friday,and how tiring it was w the medicine ball.
I remember how miss yeo tortured me by punishing my teammates when I was e one who missed the shot.
I remember how once in a while when miss yeo is high we'd play games tgt.
I remember how fun miss yeo can be despite being so stern everytime.
I remember every single friendly match and the scores.
I remember I quietly sat down at one corner during the ssc chalet just to pen my thoughts bout tht day's training and how I missed netball for tht moment.
I remember miss yeo telling us tht we have t gel as a team,work together as one.
I remember the suicide runs,circuit,footwork etc we have t do.
I remember lobbing to nadia almost every single game,how we worked together when we didn't even communicate.
I remember how I know when she wants the ball by the look on her face.
I remember how I enjoyed working w ting and mel,attackers for so many years.
I remember how miss ong would teach mel and i the codes for center pass,and we have SO MUCH telepathy tht we'd hit each other at the same time and go out tgt for the same pass.
I remember how badly we cried for mgs match.
I remember how ms ong would always urge us before games and telling us t give our best.
I remember how soft miss ong was,and the approach she's taken was completely different from miss yeo.
I remember how we dared t joke w miss ong and crap with her.
I remember how we always enjoy the last bit of the training cause it's like full court game for very very long.
I remember skipping workshops/i.ps just t attend training and improve ourselves.
I remember how miss ong instilled e element of fun in trainings by playing some games as warm up.
I remember how excited nadia and i got when we wanted to know how our coach were like.
I remember how angry some of us were when we knew netball trainings were postponed again and again.
I remember how it feels like putting your very very best in each and every game.
I remember the satisfaction we get after we win a game,put in a shot,or intecepted a ball.
I remember how badly we wanted to win,how determined we got on court.
I remember the times when I know I can do better,and how I always blamed myself irritating others.
I remember how nadia and i would always discuss over sms about our strategies and thoughts after games.
I remember planning with mel on the phone bout our second round.
I remember how I always felt tht I could have done better,and expect even more.
I remember how my teammates were so pissed at me for clashing into their space,rushing the game,making too many unforced errors.
I remember how angry mel and i would always feel during the game,yet we'd both feel guilty after tht.
I remember how many times I've lost a ball in a match,yet the defenders and yuting somehow would get it back and soon the ball is turned over again.
I remember how I never had to fear with yuting playing the midcourt and defense side.
I remember how awesome my team has played in certain games.
I remember the games whereby the attackers would be so on form yet the defenders were off form,and also the days the defenders were marvallous yet the attackers were underperforming.
I remember th teachers,teammates,coach and everythinggg.
Yes I remembered every single thing.And it all flow back at once just because of the weather which is so so familiar this afternoon.
These memories,so close to my heart,seemed so magical and awesome.
Now I know wht's unforgettable memories.
xjxj.