well.. a rather rare entry of this sort of type i should say..

well.. after some rather "interesting" comments from "some" people.. who have one thing in common about "complaining" about my blog.. ahahahhah..

Archery.. Archery.. It's all about archery in my blog.. ahahha.. damn true.. ahahhahaahaha.. ahahah.. ahhahaha.. ahahhaha.. i just can't stop laughing about this fact.. well.. u can call my blog an archer's blog.. well it is actually.. ahahahhaha.. wth.. ahahhahhah..

So.. to add a non-archery entry to this blog.. hmm.. want to write ah..??

ok.. lemme see..

My life sucks as usual..
Having sleepless nights...
Misses soccer, but can no longer play it..
Surfs archery-related websites when not having archery training.. ahahahhahahhaha
finally got my hair cut.. but lazy to wax and style it..
always writing in my archer's logbook.. ahahhahaha..
nibbling on chocolate bars..
addicted to peanut M&Ms..
Bored..
Bored..
and more Bored..
Can't play games on my darn laptop coz the DVD-drive is cocked-up..
Staring at the ceiling on my bed..
kinda watching the anime series Black Lagoon.. cool series..
Rarely watches TV..
Likes to concurrently listen to the same songs on my current favourite playlist for days and days till i can like memorise the lyrics without even reading the lyrics..
waiting for people to ask me out.. have always been waiting.. but to no avail.. no harm in waiting right..??
Got my big fat ugly spark-plug Cartel Xpert plunger tuned.. ahahahhahah...
Pulling TheraBand..
loves to write.. but dunno wat to write about.. so i write about my archer stuff coz it's like the only things in my mind now..
likes to look into the mirror.. pull silly faces.. play acts lyrics of songs.. dance in a crappy way to techno.. which usually ends up in my younger siblings imitating me when the catch me dancing.. aahahahah


ahhahahah.. i think that's about it..

let's keep this long entry as short as possible.. ahahah.. i know how much some of u readers just love the detailed accounts of my life.. but.. i'm like too lazy.. ahaahhhah..

Friday..

top it up.. a bad day on the left side..
was suppose to help out with the preparations for SP Open.. did this.. did that.. why a bad day on the left side..?? Coz i lost $7 that i suppose have fallen off from my left pocket.. secondly.. i cut my middle finger of my left hand while carrying one of the boards and my finger grazed thru one of those split edges.. *ouch*.. then.. i got splashed with mud water on the left side of my body while carrying the goalpost.. walao.. ryan.. damn u lah.. ahahahhahah.. then. lastly.. i poked the same middle finger while pinning up the target papers.. ahahah.. shot at night.. made my decision to join the competition..

Saturday..

SP open.. was rather messy in the morning.. people coming late and people not co-operating with each other and all that sort of stuff.. kancong here.. gabra there.. well.. after some things were laid out straight.. the shoot finally commenced..

Standard Open..
I was out helping my fellow year 1 archers.. helped out with nadiah, rachel and esther.. rachel seemed to be performing well.. hah.. eventually she won the category.. SP’s female archers seem to always own this category.. hahahahh.. it’s nadiah’s and esther’s first competition.. and a job well done to them considering their performance in their first external competition.. well done.. well done.. I was standing by the waiting line.. telling them.. reminding them of their form as well as give them moral encouragement for every shot that they made.. the sun was sweltering hot.. damnit.. introduced some of the seniors to the infamous lim chee wee.. ahahahhahah.. HanRui was here too.. shooting for PJC.. friends I made in the SAFSA and sembawang compy were here as well.. but KangRui from RJC wasn’t here.. nice guy.. great archer.. chatted with Brandon from FAAC.. realised that he lives in jurong after seeing him at JP on Wednesday..

Lunch break.. then it was my turn to get prepared.. My first c-class/recurve compy.. nervous..?? not quite actually.. I knew my standard of shooting.. I knew how disadvantaged I was in terms of equipment (eg.. untuned bow.. long arrows and my so famous scotched-taped rest).. and this having my first recurve compy.. I didn’t know how the competition was like.. I mean.. back in standard class.. I always knew who to look out for.. the old uncles of PREAC.. as for c-class.. I didn’t know who to look out for.. there was our greatest rival TP.. PPCC.. and not to leave out.. National Archers.. it was a nervy moment for me.. but with the late additions of glenn, tsyr harn and woei perng.. the comfort of a large number of SP recurve archers in the competition relaxed me for a moment.. as I stood in the common room.. all around me.. my seniors’ bows.. glenn’s.. woei perng’s.. sam’s.. yazid’s.. and of course the owners of the bows were in here as well.. the other recurve archers clement, BK, derong, tsyr harn, jack, my teacher GuoLong and shwajuan had already set-up their bows downstairs.. come to think of it.. it’s also shwajuan’s first recurve compy.. so it might have been a nervy moment for her too.. back in the common room.. we just stood there and waited.. as if waiting for an impending doom.. yazid was like telling me.. “relax lah.. get the experience first.. boleh lah.. ”.. finally.. we went down.. like a bunch of soldiers marching.. with our bows held up in the air.. put our bows down by the other archers then did some warm-ups.. filled water bottles.. put on our necessary gear.. checked our equipment.. then the whole thing started..

Recurve Open..
As I got my bow up and trudge thru the muddy soil and light rain to my board.. Board 4 detail D.. damn.. my waiting line area was damn muddy lah.. wth.. but I find it fun.. ahhahahha… realised that I share the same board with the other Eclipse user.. Gerald from NTU.. oooo.. interesting.. it’s rather rare to find another eclipse user.. and come to think of it.. I think there are only 4 eclipse users in Singapore.. Me, shwajuan, gerald and an asshole.. well.. introduced ourselves.. talked about our backgrounds in archery and such.. what unnerved me was the fact that I share the same detail with guah lih.. a former national youth archer.. oh wtf.. ahahhahah.. I didn’t give a damn.. the PM’s son was shooting in the board 3.. and he did something which I deem as a-thing-never-done-by-a-recurve-archer.. he dry fired his bow.. ooooo.. he was pulling it to full draw.. seemingly stretching.. so I watched him.. then he released it.. ooooo.. *bang!*.. ahahhahahah… wth.. he was using a black agulla.. oooooo.. shooting with prime minister’s son.. cool.. he was in the same detail as me.. so couldn’t at all watch how he shoots.. but one thing’s for sure.. he doesn’t check his equipment after every detail.. so every shot he made would be accompanied with a clanging sound as his stab system or sight screws loosened.. then me and guah lih would turn back to look at him.. ahahahhaha.. and to the left in board 5.. was benny from TP and woei perng.. chatted as we waited for our details.. and woei perng was going around yosh-ing.. ahahhahahha.. then glenn who was at board 6 would go laughing.. my rest was ripping off so I frantically taped it down with masking tape.. ahahahhaha.. Ok.. enough with the general out-of-shooting experience..

My shooting.. my shooting.. dunno how to describe it.. come to think of it.. the mental part wasn’t that bad.. it was fine.. not thinking crazy thoughts.. not thinking about my form or anything.. just not thinking at all.. it was great.. may be the fear overcomed.. may be the home ground.. or may be the fact that I told myself my aim was to achieve that last spot for the recurve category.. ahahahhaha.. my first round was considered okay.. but it was my last end of the first round that fucked everything.. I M-ed..!! wth.. M-ed..!! I bloody hell M-ed.. and that end.. I scored 9pts.. wat the fucking hell..!! I got an M.. a 6 and a 3.. wth.. wat the hell..!! my second round improved abit.. was having an orchestra time as every time I pulled my arrows out of the board.. my arrows would make a high-pitched sound.. I didn’t care so much about how much I scored that I even totalled them up wrongly.. ahahahahha.. wth.. but totalled wrongly in 3 to 4 pts difference..

I knew I could have performed better if I had the proper equipment and I wasn’t thinking much about my rest flying off.. I knew I could have performed better.. I can do better.. this was my first competition.. the atmosphere and environment wasn’t that bad.. it was totally fine.. I know I can do better.. I can do better.. I know now where to concentrate on.. I know now whr my problems are and the solutions to it.. i know now my stable form.. I know now everything that would see me succeed.. oh the iron resolve in me.. I can do it.. aahhh.. it hurts… the drive to perform better hurts.. aaahhh..!!! I wanna perform..!! I wanna make a name for myself.. I wanna relive the feeling of self-satisfaction again… aaaarrrggghhh..!!!

After the whole thing ended.. everyone was like coming up to me and asking me how I fared.. the reply.. “I totally sucked..!! zheng my bow with masking tape… aaahhhh..!!! I suck..!!”… aaaahhh..!!! aahhh…!!! I dunno how to describe the feeling I felt after the compy.. it was like.. “I failed just now.. bring it on.. I wanna give it another go.. bring it on.. I can perform better.. c’mon.. just bring it.. bring it on.. I wanna go again.. aarrgghh..!!!”.. I clenched my fists and clenched my teeth to restrain the drive to do things better now.. so after every other non-sp archer left.. I had a go at the target boards.. the others were practicing for their team events at boards 18, 19 20.. I plonked myself at board 6 and shot.. shot and shot.. mistakes cleared.. form ever so stable.. was putting my focus on the right things.. worked on my expansion.. the expansion.. the thing that makes up the release and followthrough.. the thing that is the cause of all my problems.. expansion.. I shot and shot till the dead of night.. there was no tiredness.. no exhaustion.. no fatigue.. it was the iron resolve to do it all right.. stopped myself around 9pm.. packed up my bow and went off home alone.. with the iron resolve in me unwavering.. still burning with it’s desire..

Sunday..

I dreamt a weird dream last night.. it was so real.. it was about the past.. the future.. and the present all at once.. weird dream.. must have a meaning to it.. oh well.. leave it to another entry..

Team events and IKOs..
Standard IKO.. didn’t watch most of it.. coz I was busy at clementi running around searching for a photocopying shop to photocopy score sheets..

Recurve IKO.. stood by wymer as he shot.. when he saw me he was like “wah.. come to support me ahh..??”.. ahahhaha.. I smiled back.. well.. unfortunately.. he got knocked out.. he lost to one of those Gurkhas.. Oooo.. Gurkhas.. they make great archers coz of their strict disciplinarian mindset.. now.. archers to look out for.. GC archers.. so I went over to derong.. who was competing against tohjin.. Ooo.. tohjin.. national archer.. but.. one thing very interesting.. shimin was sitting by the DOS tent.. ahahahhaha.. there’s this rumour that tohjin has a thing for shimin.. so I went up to GL.. “ehh.. shimin sitting there lehh..”.. then GL.. “yah.. tactic.. shh..”.. aahhahhahahahahha… derong eventually defeated tohjin.. distraction..?? luck..?? or pure skill..?? ahahahahahha.. derong defeated the following national archer Henry Ong.. in the end.. it was an all SP final.. derong vs clement.. clement won eventually.. it was down to team events now..

Line judge for standard U-12 and U16.. damn tiring lah.. damn hot also.. walao.. well.. that was done.. standard team event..

Helped out with SP5.. rachel, nadiah and esther’s group.. rachel needed the confidence boost after her failure in her IKO.. nadiah and esther having their first external team event.. esther having her first ever team event thing.. it was hard.. having to keep up with their form.. and also to give them the moral encouragement for every shot that they made.. their first round was astounding.. thrashing FAAC by 20pts.. Oooo… their second match was bad I have to admit.. guess it’s the fatigue setting in.. nonetheless a valiant effort.. and we soon came to realise that both SP teams were vying for bronze.. ahhahahah.. the recurve men’s team got knocked out of the first round.. due to a rare mistake made by Guolong.. well shit happens.. cheer up GL.. so.. it was like damn funny lah… I was the only one there.. cheering on for both teams.. giving both teams advice and moral encouragement.. hah.. damn funny.. and so it ended with SP4 winning the bronze.. so adelia, kailin and Christine took team bronze..

There was once.. Clement came up to GuoLong.. apparently.. the wind.. blew Guolong’s arrow of the rest while he was at full draw.. clicked and that arrow M-ed.. gosh.. shit really does happen.. not his fault what.. wth.. so that arrow saw SP1 crash out..
Clement: Ur fault ahh we all lose.. ur fault.. u know why becoz u lousy..
I knew clement was fooling around.. but wat the hell.. no need to rub it in lah.. totally unhonourable and undignified.. so I butted in..
Hafiz: walao.. say my teacher until like that.. how can u say that..
Clement: teacher lousy.. student also lousy..
Hafiz starts to fume..
Hafiz: wah.. one day clement.. I’m gonna make u eat those words.. one day.. u wait and see.. one day..
Clement: how can eat words wan..??
Hafiz: u wait one day.. I’ll show u how to..

Well.. it ended.. prize presentation.. and the whole shoot ended.. saikang time.. all of us had to clear up the field.. unset the speaker system.. unset the field.. the unsetting of the field part was the nicesest.. I carried the boards.. but there was one time.. where albert called me over.. and guess wat he did.. he asked me an we yong to stack up 3 boards.. then 3 of us carry it.. walao.. damn hiong ahh.. I realise now.. I’ve acquired much strength.. and can now carry a boardstand (one of the big ones) without much effort like I used too last time.. Oooo.. small and skinny boy got strong muscles okay.. ahhahahahha… we all retreated back to the club.. crapped around.. I was busy scrapping of the mounting tape of my arrow rests with my penknife.. next thing I knew.. I was falling asleep.. and I was rudely awakened with people screaming.. “ehh..!!! Hafiz..!! Why do u have a penknife to ur throat..?!?!”.. I looked at them.. then went back to sleep again..

Woken up by shwajuan with a kick to my ankle.. *OUCH*.. it was night time.. so went off home.. came across Precious Emuejeraye in th train.. shwajuan was having a bad time with phonecalls from her father.. tsk tsk.. oh well..

SP open was a major success.. I’ve learnt a lot of things from this event.. and a new experience.. marking my entry into the world of recurve..


That dream still runs on in my mind.. I can see it clearly.. what is it trying to tell me..??

well..

went out with rachel to raffles city.. was supposedly going to buy new shoes.. well.. met up with adelia at raffles city food junction.. she was having her lunch break from her ITP which is at shaw towers.. and guess wat adelia was wearing.. She was wearing a skirt..!! and high heels...!!! ahahahahhaha.... wth... ate.. chatted.. well the chatting part was like abit different.. i can put it like adelia and rachel were like so hostile with each other.. ahahahah.. they both were like fighting over clement.. ahahhaah.. wth..

well.. adelia had to go off at 2pm.. lunch break ended.. adelia and her friend got lost trying to find shaw towers.. ahahahahha.. damn funny lah.. we had to walk one bloody big round just to find the building.. ahahh.. and the thing is adelia can't recognise the building.. wth.. ahahahhahahaha... ok.. so we parted..

rachel was suppose to meet up with her friends at 3pm.. so in the mean time.. we went toys 'r' us.. and i was like playing a fool with all those toys with the "try me" tab on it.. ahahahh.. i love the grenades.. so cool..!!! ahahhahah.. then there was this time when we passed this group of guys.. and they were like making fun of the shirt that i wore.. and i turned around and said "wat's ur problem, Bitches..?!?!".. and rachel was like "ehh.. relax.. relax.. ".. Damn man.. how i wished my guys were with me.. they wouldn't dare open their mouth.. and lucky rachel was there.. if not a fight would have broken out.. i don't care if i was alone against 7 of them.. i'll put up a fight.. Ok.. now i realise that female archers from boon lay are so guy-ish.. rachel was like going gaga over those army figurines.. and shwajuan would go gaga over tamiya cars.. o.0..

well.. 3 o'clock.. rachel went off with her friends.. and i was left all alone.. so i went all over the place suntec.. marina square.. citylink mall.. shopping.. guess wat.. yeah.. i do shop for stuff u know.. bought myself my long awaited pair of adidas running shoes.. had trouble finding a size for myself yesterday.. but now.. thank god.. this place sell's my size.. went around.. finding a bucket cap.. all the bucket caps i found were like too big.. i mean the rim was too big.. damn.. the only nice, red and just-right-sized-brim bucket cap was the one i found at VivoCity about 2 months back.. looks like.. i'm going there again.. this time i think i'll be going alone.. later some immature and childish ppl think wrong things..

well.. damnit.. later got religious class.. walao.. why tonight..?!?!

I'm all alone now.. stuck at home.. with nothing to do.. my whole extended family is off to malaysia.. they'll be back when the holiday period is over.. back in 3 days time..

I did something that i have never done in a long time.. i went to play soccer.. yes.. i felt it was the right moment for it.. no archery training.. no nothing.. just perfect for playing soccer with the right kind of people..

And so i thought..

once the ball started rolling.. once the ball touched my feet.. everything went wrong.. everything.. the touch that i had oh so magically is gone.. gone.. totally gone.. every dribble i made was cut short.. as i passed the ball easily passed the ball over to the other opposition.. every move my team made.. i stopped it.. i stopped it coz i screwed it all up.. i screwed it all up.. i never felt so worthless.. it was totally worthless.. i was just a parasite, a leech on the field.. i couldn't get anything right.. i couldn't get anything right at all.. my unwavering stamina has diminished.. early into the match and i was already running out of breath.. i was losing it.. as i stood there on the field and watched as my "friends" played.. i just stood there and did nothing.. just literally stood there.. i couldn't do anything.. they didn't give me the ball coz they knew that i would only give it back to the opposition.. i was useless.. And to top it all up.. the pain of the injury came back.. now i walked with a fucking limp.. it'll be awhile before i play soccer again..

Fuck It..

i can never do anything right.. i'm useless.. i have never did anything right.. everything seems to go wrong with every single thing that i do.. in soccer.. in archery.. in everything.. everything that i do.. it always goes wrong.. it's like i've been cursed or something like that.. i have never felt so worthless in my life before.. i was never meant to be someone.. i will always be a nobody..

As i sat down in my bathroom.. with cold water showered onto my body.. thoughts ran thru my mind.. thoughts.. i reflected back on how fuckingly bad i played soccer and what thoughts that ran thru my mind during the course of the match.. guess i was right from the very start.. i can do nothing.. i'm just a nobody.. i'm totally utterly useless in every aspect of my life.. i can never do things right.. i seem to be repeating myself but i really thing the repeatition speaks for itself how much i hate myself.. i'm never good at anything.. i can't play soccer.. i can't keep good grades.. i can't take care of things.. i can't shoot well.. let's just simply put it.. i can't do anything..

Everything in my life changed when i saw how things were put into perspective.. i was never to enjoy life.. freedom of thought.. freedom of actions.. freedom of will.. freedom to love.. freedom.. everything shackled when it dawned onto me that i can never lead a normal life.. everything was in conflict of what i who i was meant to be and where i was suppose to end up.. i have to sacrifice everything which was dear to me.. it was a pact i never made.. it was a pact i was born into.. it was a pact that promised me good things later in life.. a pact that sees me hopelessly clinging onto a principle that my life would probably end in eternal bliss.. probably.. a huge risk.. many sacrifices have to be made for this risk.. i tried playing with the sacrifices i made.. but they all fell and nothing else pointed it out that the way for me was to be a nobody.. A total nobody.. alone.. different.. exiled.. Ppl call me weird.. call me crazy for the things that i uncommonly do.. but little do they know.. that these weird, crazy actions are the only ways for me to obtain temporary happiness.. temporary.. before i plunge into the reality of truth.. the truth i can never embrace but nonetheless have to live with..

i know.. this may be some confusing shit.. if u happen to have any questions.. keep it to yourself.. the answers would probably throw u into greater confusion..

Thursday..

My first full day of training with a main stab on.. borrowed club's one of course.. shot 30m blank face.. tried to use the limbs that mr wee lent me.. 40lbs.. not bad.. nice to pull.. much easier to pull then the challenger limbs.. but the top limb with the loose button was irritating me with the rattling sound everytime i made a shot.. until i reverted back to the challenger limbs.. no progress on my shooting.. still floating.. can't seem to fucking anchor.. hah.. until sam came and guolong told him about my mistake.. "He's a floater.. he know's his problem..".. ahahahah.. so sam tried to help me with the problem.. hah.. and his help did help me abit.. nonetheless it did help me.. when anchored.. the grouping was there.. so.. all the more motivation driving me on to just fucking anchor.. ahahahahhaha.. borrowed sam's bumblebee.. nice.. nice feeling on the main stab..
shot and shot.. then it started to rain.. woo.. shooting in the rain for the first time with my eclipse.. woo.. damn cool lah.. but it was hard.. first.. the grip was slippery.. secondly.. i could barely aim through the water-droplet surface of my glasses.. thirdly.. somehow.. i strangely forgotten that i'm shooting 38lbs.. and since it was raining.. the boards turned soft.. all my shots almost went through the board.. there were some that totally shot through the board..!! ahahahah.. me and shwajuan had a hard time retrieving the arrows.. we had to push them from the back before we could pull them from the front.. ahaha..

after shooting.. back in the club.. cleaning and drying my wet bow.. and sam was like having trouble with his sight.. he's using a Cartel 2000 sight.. it had ball bearings which is suppose to be better.. but the ball bearing got stuck.. so he had trouble taking the sight out.. hahahaha.. and he spent like half an hour just trying to get the thing out of his riser.. it finally took me, ryan and him to finally pull the thing out.. ahahahah.. and he's reaction once we got the sight out was damn funny lah.. "I'm never gonna use this damn sight again..!!".. ahahahha..


Friday..

SPDP..
sian.. no mood to teach.. i have problems of my own in archery and i was totally in no mood to teach.. and guess who i was assigned to teach.. my secondary schoolmate cheng ying.. he's like wtf.. he's those.. aiya.. hard to describe lah.. but 2 years with him ah.. walao.. had trouble teaching both my assigned students.. one.. chengying.. has no strength.. and the other guy.. eng sheng.. was only intent on "learning a new skill" so that he could fill a requirement for NYAA.. i was like wth.. u join this thing to learn something new.. not to fill in one of your damned achievement requirements.. and he was like giving me bloody wrong info about his sight.. wth.. totally lost my mood to teach.. wonder whether i'm gonna teach ever again.. have to do some silent thought about this too.. damn.. those words that wei yi told me awhile back keep ringing in my head whenver i find myself in this type of situation.. damn.

finally.. it was over.. so took the 2hr break to shoot.. my rest was like tearing off.. but i still shot with it.. shot 30m at first.. but it was so cramped i couldn't make a decent shot without worrying of hitting nadiah, who was standing in front of me, with my bow swing after i made my shot.. so i finally went up to 50m to shoot with GL and shwajuan.. at least got space.. somemore we're the only c-class archers around.. so it'll be nice to show those spdp people that the c-class archers shoot further distances.. somehow.. for another strange reason.. my shots are better at 50m then at 30m.. o.0.. i finally stopped shooting when my rest flew off after a shot.. ahahahha.. it was damn funny lah.. i was like aiming.. then release.. *poof*.. i see a white thing also flying out.. ahahahhahahah.. so spent the remaining time putting my rest back on before i went to friday prayers..

back.. had a light lunch.. dunno why these days i seem to be losing my appetite.. oh well.. finally got back to shooting.. learnt how to use the clicker.. it was hard at first.. coz i was prone to releasing very early into the shot sequence.. not until i lost some fletches of some of my arrows.. finally.. i got used to using that metallic strip.. it was hard.. but nonetheless i can do it.. i had to anchor.. so there.. the anchor problem solved.. and i had to expand into every shot so that the clicker would click.. Guolong was like "go go.. push push.. keep pulling *click*.." and my arrow flew.. it was nice using the clicker.. but there were times that i had trouble clicking coz fatigue started to kick in.. we all unset the field when a thunderstorm came..

back in the club.. christine, kailin and esther had bought pillows for the club.. woo..!! damn cool lah.. all the better for me to sleep with.. ahahahahah.. the pillows were nice, snugly and firm.. nice nice.. ahhah.. so i took one and slept with it.. and that yazid ahh.. always like to disturb me when i sleep.. wth.. ahahahah..

so now.. i've got to get use to the clicker.. it'll take time.. but now i can do all the SPTs..

i really wanted to go for NUS compy.. i know i can be ready by then.. by march. but i'm not ready for the shootout score.. so now.. i have to abandon going to it.. coz i'm not ready for the score taking.. Patience.. i have to be patient.. i'm sure there are other compys coming where i can show my mettle..

i'm in an archery class of it's own. my own.. it's called C-standard class.. ahahahahaahhahaha..


Saturday..
second day of SPDP.. met up with rachel at boon lay station.. met guolong at chinese garden.. earliest in school.. set up field.. used those small light stands.. taught only chengying today.. much improvement i have to say..

then they put up balloons up on the board.. decided to join in the fun as well.. shot several balloons down of course.. hah.. i dunno why.. but it's strange.. ever since i've upped poundage.. from 24lbs to now 38lbs.. i have never been able to find my sight for short distances.. i would have to aim-off..

anyways.. had fun shooting balloons.. worked my form at 18m.. though somehow.. it didn't look like 18m at all.. had yu sheng tossing.. taste like jeruk i should say.. had my usual light lunch of 2 sandwiches bought from 7-eleven.. ate.. then shot.. 18m.. 30m.. constantly jumping boards.. coz whenever i felt that my form was wrong.. i went to 18m to sort it out..

wymer came down.. as usual with his family.. his father and sister are compound archers.. woo.. damn cool.. suddenly i feel like going over to the Dark side of the archer Force.. ahahahahha.. rachel had a problem that clement highlighted out to her.. and she can't seem to work on it.. so helped her.. did a little bit of form tweaking on her.. taught her what clement actually meant.. expansion.. hah. and she made improvement.. ahahahahha.. wth.. how come i can help people but never myself..?? maybe it's becoz i see their mistakes and i can't see mine.. i only have myself to feel whether i'm right or wrong.. feel.. feel..

i still need to gain strength in my left arm.. need endurance and strength to click and hold up to bow..


anyways..


HAPPY LUNAR NEW YEAR to all my chinese friends out there..!!!!

Monday..

damn.. bored to the core.. with nothing to do.. i just slept thruout my day.. then i was about to go play soccer at the court.. but it rained heavily.. wth.. so i slept thru it again.. then i was to fetch my sister from school.. i met my mum at the void deck of my block with my youngest brother.. he wanted to follow so brought him along.. he was dressed in a red raincoat and blue boots.. so i walked with him in the rain to fetch my sister.. and when i did fetch her.. it was so wet.. it was useless getting dry.. so i ditched the umbrella.. and walked in the rain together with my brother.. jumping here and there.. ahahahah..

Tuesday..

ahh.. training.. wonderful wonderful training.. it was nice to finally do something.. esp do something i love.. archery.. came to school rather early.. set-up my bow in the aircon.. shwajuan came soon after.. followed by wee yong and followed by others.. a few people i have to say.. re-fletched ee yang's arrows. hey.. the least i could do for him man.. he lent them to me.. quick dry aircon style and i was down to the field..

set up a blank face board.. practive my shooting again.. form tweaking with the 38lbs.. Guolong found out my mistake on why my shots go to the right.. when i anchor.. i would shift my riser to my right.. so the resultant shot goes to the right.. so there.. a problem solved..

the main annoyingly irritating problem is my fucking inability to anchor.. Goddamn how i hate myself for that.. guolong can't solve the problem.. coz it's all in my mind.. right up there.. *taps temple*..

through out the day.. it was nice overall.. everytime we went to retrieve.. shwajuan would be throwing her fingertab as always. but this time for me to catch it.. ahahah.. dunno why.. i find it fun.. ahahah.. there was one time.. where she threw her fingertab at me.. but this was after having retrieved the arrows.. she threw her fingertab with such force it hit right smack between my shoulder blades.. aahh.. it really did hurt.. oww..!! i doubt she was accurate.. tyco lucky shot.. ahahahah.. and to top it all up.. GL then hit me at the same spot.. ooww..!! and i can't reach it to rub the pain off.. ahahahah..

i think GL was frustrated with my problem that he wanted me to put a clicker on.. ok.. since i had bought myself a clicker.. why not..?? so.. i shot wat was supposedly my last end without a clicker.. after that end.. i somehow.. was playing with sam's set-up Matrix.. i was trying to hold the weight.. the matrix is heavier than the eclipse.. so i tried the weight.. then GL saw me playing with it.. then he said.. "come hafiz.. take off the stab put it on.. let's do it..".. i was like "huh..?? U serious..?? i was only going to test the weight.. when i was young.. i coudln't even hold up the matrix..".. ehehehehheh.. when i was young.. ahahhah.. and shwajuan was like "eh.!! everything when i was young..".. ahahahahha... didn't care if GL was serious or not.. i took off sam's HMc stab and put it on my eclipse.. woo.. !! Cool..!! Way cool..!!

so there i was.. on the firing line.. together with shwajuan.. and with GL behind us spotting our mistakes.. and of course helping me.. it was so cool man..!! my shots were all going up.. whee...!! i can put my sight higher..!! wooo..!! ahahaha.. so cool man..!! Esp the swing when the followthrough is done.. but the thing is.. the bottom limb would swing and knock my glasses off.. ahahahah.. damn funny.. well.. it seems to be easier drawing the bow.. guess my seniors are right.. the weight at the front helps in the draw.. and now.. i seem to be able to anchor.. it's all done to follow through, aiming and release.. but it's really damn nice to shoot with that main stab.. damn cool..!! ahahhaha..

training ended early.. the other guys were like already panchet.. and shwajuan was going off.. and leaving like me to shoot alone.. so along with shwajuan, we kept the board.. she had to go meet her sister for shopping.. went home.. fetched my brother.. it was only until i had nothing to do that i realised i left my bluebook in my bag at the club.. damn..

Wednesday..

One simple sentence to top this day..

TOTAL BOREDOM..

come to think of it.. it's valentines' day.. hah.. it's just a goddamn day.. dunno why people make such a big fuss of it.. *sigh*.. it'll be like my entry last year.. 14th feb 06.. same thing.. I'll just copy and paste then..

Wonder if i'm ever gonna celebrate this day.. I'll ask her out on a date.. I'll be dressed to impress.. Then i'll wait for her by her home.. Then marvel in the moment as she enters my gaze, all dressed up elegantly, an angel.. I'll tell her how spectacular she looks.. I'll shower her watever gifts i have for her.. Then i'll take her to a fancy restaurant(not mentioning whr though i have one in mind).. On the journey, i'll whisper sweet nothings in her ear.. at the restaurant, we'll order something to eat.. I'll bask in the ambience of watching her delicately nibble on her food as well as give a distant thought of our future together.. After that we'll take a lovely walk.. I'll constantly tell her how marvellous she looks and how much i love her and how much i cherish every moment that i spend with her.. My fingers constrictingly entwined in hers.. Then i'll walk her home.. I'll tell her how great it was to spend the evening with her.. I'll see to it that she arrives home safe.. I'll walk her right to her doorstep, ever reluctant to let go of her hand.. We'll wave each other goodbye.. I'll tell her that i love her and i'll be on my way.. Ever waiting for the next time where we'll go out again..

Sounds nice huh..?? Wish i had a gurl to call my own.. Guess i'll never have one..

Happy Valentine's Day Everyone..!!!!!

Weekend write out...

Saturday..
Finally… my stint as a year 1 is finally over.. freedom from papers, lectures and tutorials.. ahh..

SPAC games day.. i should say.. it was fun. but it could be fun with proper management..

Only one word to describe the whole of the games day event.. Imbalance.. total imbalance..

The groups were all assigned and after some readjustments.. the groups were still imbalanced.. especially mine.. my group was totally imbalanced.. a major disadvantage for my group.. I was initially in group 3 but then clement swapped me into group 2 to make it “balanced”.. “balanced” my ass.. it was group 1 that he had to make adjustments to.. not group 3 or group 2..

the first game of captains ball was fun.. my team was badly thrashed.. from the start of the day it was imbalanced.. throughout the day it was imbalanced.. for the captain’s ball game.. i should say.. i was all over the place trying to compensate my team's unfair disadvantaged imbalance.. i was in defence, midfield and offence.. i was everywhere.. i'm not praising myself.. but i really had to do all the work.. this team game was really hard.. I know it is similar to the game of soccer as in it is a team game.. but what is a team when it is totally imbalanced..?!?!

back in soccer.. everything was nice.. I was the lynchpin for the midfield and together with aliff in central midfield we made an unbeatable pair.. the mentality was right.. he was offensive and I was defensive.. and being a defensive player.. I always linked back with kokhow back in defence.. the play would start from the defence.. then on to me and aliff who would unlock the network of defence and lay it off for jon and jovee to finish off.. everything was linked..

unlike this game.. I was everywhere.. in defence and attack.. it really was an imbalanced game.. from the start I knew.. but stuck with it coz it ain’t for any competitive reason.. we’re just here to have fun.. but what is fun when the odds are stacked against u..?!?!

The next parachute game was interesting.. it all came down to proper teamwork and great mindful thinking.. the planning stage was set.. but waijack just had to add his irrelevant information about tension.. in the end. He didn’t do a shit.. and it was with shimin’s genius that we won this “game”.. the skeleton and hexagonal thing was clever of her.. it made our parachute strong.. even up till the 7th floor.. coz it landed on a bush.. ahahhhahahah…

The Frisbee game.. well.. a sports game.. another imbalanced game for my group.. we lost.. we got thrashed.. but.. it was the welfare of my group that I was afraid off.. it was sweltering hot and shimin was sick.. I could take the heat and the rigour of the game.. but could my team take it..?? no.. they couldn’t.. and halfway thru the second game.. I was like telling Ashley to abandon the game coz my team couldn’t take it.. from the looks of it.. kailin and shimin were dehydrating..

I still don’t understand how the officials clement and Ashley could not see that the back to back games in the sweltering sun would affect the welfare of the people playing.. I mean.. the welfare comes first.. not how fair or how fun the game was suppose to be.. the welfare comes up tops.. could they take it if they were the ones playing..?!?! I most certainly don’t think they can take it.. they even wanted my team to go back in for the second game immediately not until I demanded a break for my team.. and about this.. I should say it was bad.. my team.. already imbalanced.. put their hearts out into the game with the imbalanced group 1 and then they could pit us back to back against group 3.. I’m not blaming group 3 or anything but it really is unfair for my team-mates.. I could take the torture.. they can’t.. I still don’t understand how such an imbalance could go unnoticed.. oh well.. it’s just a games day.. and in future.. if there should be any such event.. I’ll make sure that it would be a balanced fair game so everyone would have fun..

Well.. after the games day.. it was back to training.. I was really serious about my journey to c-class.. to the extent that I was willing to sacrifice my participation in competitions.. now that I have the strength to set up my own board.. I set up my own at the end of the field.. and used it all alone to myself.. training my form with the high poundage.. all alone shooting.. retrieving.. until GL came over to train with me.. like me.. he has form problems.. but.. halfway thru the day.. he called it quits.. and stopped shooting and told me that he couldn’t take it but he has to wait for Mr wee coming down tmr to help him.. so I was alone again.. as I was having the problem of shooting fast.. I shot all 8 arrows of mine fast.. I have made some tweaks to my form.. u can find it all in my blue notebook.. anyways.. while waiting for the other archers to finish I just sat down cross-legged on the grass and waited for them.. it was great.. I dunno. But it felt strangely great doing that.. after shooting.. then sitting down in the grass.. somehow I felt peace in mind.. I mean.. for a moment I was standing tall shooting.. then the next in great humility on the grass staring into the nice blue sky.. I felt great..

Then there was once.. I was taking a rest.. usually when I rest.. I would sit by the steps.. but after how great I felt just sitting down in the grass.. I proceeded in doing the same.. so I sat down in the grass.. I played evanescence’s Lithium to lighten up the mood.. ahh.. it was nice.. the nice shady cool weather.. the nice song set right for the mood and the beautiful blue sky.. only.. Only to be disrupted momentarily when I heard my name called.. it was shwajuan.. so I purposefully ignored her.. hoping that she’ll go away.. ahahahaha.. but that didn’t seem to stop her.. she called my name again.. and I stole a quick glance and saw her walking towards me.. I was like “shit.. she really is coming here..”.. ahahhahahhahaha… and again.. I purposefully ignored her.. ahahahahhaha.. not until she threw her fingertab at me.. ahahhahahahahahhah.. damn funny lah.. so she sat down next to me.. chit chat for a moment until she invited me over to shoot with her and rachel since it was getting late and some of the archers have already gone home and there were less people around.. so.. I obliged.. kept the board and proceeded on to shoot with her and rachel.. ahahahhahah.. I realised now how much a clown I am coz when I shot with them.. I suddenly transformed into such a joker that I affected their shooting.. ahahhahahahhahahhaha...

The day ended late.. thanks to someone who thought that time was moving so slow.. ahahhahahah.. her reaction damn funny sia when she realised how late it was..


Sunday..

Well.. once thing’s for sure.. yan xiang’s back.. ahhahhahahha..

shot with shwajuan in the morning till the late afternoon when she went up to the club for some rest.. I shot on my own.. until wei yi came down.. hah.. another TEC bridge riser.. a black Helix.. tell u guys wat.. the only lefties that are really good from my perspective are tsyr harn and wei yi.. coz they spot ur mistakes and help.. that’s what wei yi did.. he spotted my mistake and helped me.. how kind of him..

Mr wee finally came down.. well.. as usual.. he’s all out helping.. mostly he helps the c-class archers.. well.. coz they need the help.. after all c-class is a whole new dimension and stage of an archer’s life.. where every single minute detail is put into consideration.. and as I’ve come to realise.. how tedious it can be.. ahahahahahha.. I had to do my nocking point twice coz I did it wrong the first time.. had a light lunch with shwajuan then back to shooting.. mr wee helped me with my stance and also emphasized the importance of expansion and the bow arm push.. helped my shooting a lot.. in just a minor tweak.. Mr wee is really amazing..

So now.. I’ve re-evaluated myself again.. it’s all down to me being fast.. i have to slow down..

I dunno what came into me..

I suddenly was consumed by this desire to go see shravan off at the airport.. don't care if i were to go alone or with friends.. i just wanna go there and see him off.. i contacted rachel.. the person who is the closest to shravan and got the details.. i mean.. how can i ever not see him for the last time.. he's the first friend i ever made in archery.. back then it was archery camp.. i was like.. "hey.. i'm Hafiz".. then a fruitful relationship began.. *sigh*

Rachel's tutor is one hell of a fucking bitch.. don't care if it's a female or male.. the tutor is a fucking bitch.. can't even let rachel off early by just an hour.. walao.. Forward module of friend.. wat the fuck is an answer in that..

so i left a msg to all archers who were interested to go.. well.. none actually were able to come.. they're not to blame.. right now we're all smack right in the middle of exam week.. some of us.. having our last papers and such.. so there i was.. all alone.. carrying goodbyes and well wishes from the archers.. i was basically representing SPAC.. the sole representative..

i thought i was late.. coz when i arrived at terminal 2 i had to rush off to terminal 1 via skytrain.. and the waiting time for the skytrain is lke fuck.. so long.. so.. finally.. at terminal 1.. i briskly walked from end to end in search of shravan.. he was nowhere in sight.. it's either i'm too early.. or this airport is fucking big.. ahahahhaa.. so i sat down for about half an hour before his chartered bus came.. there he was.. dressed in black like he said he would.. hauling his luggage of the bus onto a trolley.. he saw me.. and waved.. i smiled and waved in return.. phew.. early.. not late.. so i we chatted.. and i accompanied him as he got his luggage checked in..

i thought i was the only one there seeing him off.. till his friends from dance came.. woah.. a whole lot of them.. mostly girls.. i felt so damn weird.. they're not the type of girls that i usually hang out with.. they're.. they're.. they're dance girls.. no more to say.. ahahahha.. Khairunnisa and jacelyn were there.. they're my primary and secondary schoolmates respectively.. heh.. small world..

so we stood there.. chatted.. joked.. laughed.. took photos..

then time caught up on us.. it was time for him to go.. so we got his stuff an escorted him to the departure hall.. at the entrance of the departure hall.. there we stood as he gave us his goodbye speech..he stuttered as he talked.. i could tell.. though he was wearing a cap.. his eyes were welling up with tears.. and so was mine.. shit and i promised myself not to cry.. he gave me a hug first.. and whispered to him.. to take care.. to not worry about us.. and that even though i'm only one person.. he is actually embracing the whole club as well.. so i reminded him again of the wellwishes of the archers.. and he continued down the line as he embraced his dance club friends.. a final thank you.. and he went in.. so there we stood.. separated by glass.. as he got his passport checked and stamped.. And one of the dance club girls was going like "reject his passport.. pls reject his passport.." hah.. unfortunatel for her.. he got thru.. he turned around.. thrust his arm in the air in a high wave.. and we all waved back.. and walked out of view.. his dance club friends went off.. so there i was.. the only person left standing at the glass.. somehow.. he turned around and he waved back at me.. i responded in kind.. until he was finally out of view.. then i ran up to the view mall.. and i saw him.. for the last time.. as he walked towards his plane.. a friend walking off..

i turned to face the parked airplanes.. and saw the plane he was about to board.. Jet Airways Flight 9WC11.. so i just stood and stared at the plane.. in hope that shravan got a window seat and he would look back into the airport.. so there i was.. all alone in the viewing mall.. watching as planes come & go.. knowing that a friend is in one of them.. i stood there in the eerie silence of the viewing mall for about half an hour.. before i went off to eat..

At mcdonald's... i had my lunch/dinner.. waiting anxiously for the time when his plane really took flight.. 710pm.. at about 7pm.. i gave him a last sms.. "Shravan.. on behalf of SPAC.. we would like to wish u a fine farewell.. bon voyage.. take care, my dear friend.".. 710pm.. his plane flew off.. and so i made my way to terminal 2 to the train station home..



Friends come and go.. but friendships are eternal..

Friday..

Again.. after a brief study stint in the library.. i went off to the club.. hoping to have someone to eat lunch with.. but.. GL and yazid who were in the club.. had already eaten.. dang.. so i decided to eat after prayers.. so followed fairul to the examinations office at T1A before we set off for darussalam.. and guess wat.. at T1A.. we came across someone.. someone had just had a haircut.. and now.. she looks much more prettier.. can see more of her pretty face.. ahahahahha.. shwajuan..!! ahahah.. she had a nice haircut..

Friday prayers was rushed.. but i'm worried about how it'll turn up next week coz i have a paper at 2pm.. right after the prayers.. dunno whether i can get back in time.. heh. wat the heck.. so went back to club.. had lunch alone in fc3.. then went upstairs to study.. i must be very tired.. coz when i studied.. i found myself sleeping on the new sofa.. with my notes on my lap and with my pencil in my hands only to be woken up by yazid who poked my arm in an attempt to see if i was truly a sensitive sleeper.. well.. i am u know.. and i jolted from my sleep.. so i took up another position on the sofa again.. but i got rudely awoken when yazid accidentally banged into me with his bowcase.. i was like jolted from my sleep till i stood up from my seating position.. ahahahahaha.. accidental ahh.. so i went off to get a drink.. and when i came back.. christine sat on my previous place so i sat down on the other red chair which faces the door and did my studies.. and i found myself sleeping again.. ahahahah

Only to be woken up by someone fanning me with her sweater.. shwajuan.. wth.. ahahahahaahhhaha.. yes.. i am a sensitive sleeper even to pressure.. ahahahaha.. i realised that everyone had already left.. and both of us were alone.. maybe that's why she woke me up.. she was bored.. ahahahahhahaha.. so i got up.. all blurry from my slumber.. had a nice time talking.. to reboot my sleeping brain.. so we were off to have dinner at FC3.. ate.. talked.. then went home..


Saturday..

Went for an undisclosed training session.. finally.. i can be with her.. my red eclipse.. yes..!! finally i can use her.. aaahhh..!!!! ok.. so i brought both my bow and my assigned bow down to the field from the club.. since yazid hadn't arrived.. i had asked him to help me with my bow.. i shot what was to be the last time i'd ever use the club bow 24/1 and my assigned purple and blue fletched jazz arrows.. *sniff*.. no.. i'm not crying.. i'm sick.. ahahahahaha... i've been sick for the past 2 weeks.. must be the exam stress.. well from the sniffing the seniors thought i was crying coz it was the last time i'd ever use my assigned stuff.. aahahahahahahaa..

ahh.. and Ee Yang was so kind in allowing me to use his 1916 plats.. Thanks alot..!! i shot with him at the 30m board.. Guolong, Derong and Yazid were shooting 70m.. wow.. 70m.. cool...!! so there i was shooting her.. my dear red eclipse.. a red eclipse.. all the eclipse i know so far.. 3 of them are shwajuan's, fucker's and an NTU archer use are blue.. so to have a red eclipse is a change.. shooting my eclipse was fun.. the stability in the shoots.. the oomppff of the shot.. the power of the 38lbs unleashed upon the arrow in a shot.. wow.. how great..

yazid was having problems with his form.. 2 weeks and he lost his form.. tsk tsk.. i'm also having problems with my form.. my release and followthrough ain't that great.. yepp.. this 2 aspects are always the source of my problems in archery.. damnit.. i will conquer them.. i must conquer them.. hah.. shooting her is oh so fun.. i just love my red eclipse.. it's just... it's just.. so cool.. so undescribable.. aahh..!! i'm going nuts.. ahahhahahahh... there was one moment yazid was fixing his nocking point.. so i took the opportunity to borrow his stab system.. and put it on my dearie.. ahahaha.. just for photo-taking purposes.. ahahahhaha.. i'm not ready to go C-class yet.. though i am starting the journey there..

So i put the stab system on her... Ooooo..!!! so cool..!! ahhahahha... take pciture.. then i wanted to take a picture with me at full draw in full C-class set.. i only shot one shot.. but the sequence of camera pics taken were so cool..!!! thanks yazid for taking them for me.. there was one photo.. yazid took when i just released.. ahh.. the arrow had just left the string and was flying off the rest.. aaahhh..!!! such a cool photo..!! thanks again yazid..!! wonderful kodak moment..

Clement had just bought X10s.. ahhh.. so cool...!! X10s.. aaahhh..!! so expensive..!! for me.. i'll have Easton Navigators for my carbon arrows.. recommended by yazid and Nav users ahmad and sam.. not too high end.. not too low end.. just mid range.. somemore the name for the arrow is like so cool.. Navigators.. ahahahahhaha..

went home with yazid, GL and clement.. the first time in a long time that i come home early from archery training.. ahahahhahaha... went to jurong point to find a bag for my bowset.. it's almost complete.. just have to purchase my own stuff.. yes.. and i found one.. Yonex.. i made sure it didn't look like shwajuan's later she come scold me.. yes.. i found a nice bag.. a tennis yonex bag.. nice.. and it's red, black and grey.. the same as my bowset.. how cool.. and it has straps so i can carry it like a backpack.. aahhh... so cool..!! ahahhahah.. tmr then i buy.. today tired.. and money at home..

Sunday..

did nothing much today.. damn sick.. sniffing here and there.. sneezing here and there.. walao.. the amount of tissue boxes i used up.. yes tissue boxes.. 3 of them.. ahahahhaha.. cleaned up my room.. cleared my study table.. then it was around 5pm.. went to jurong point to buy that bag.. brought my siblings along.. and guess who i met in the converse shop buying new shoes.. shwajuan...!! ahahahhahahha.. so i went to buy my bag.. had trouble getting a store staff to help me.. seems to me.. that they're short of personnel in the shop.. and yes.. i bought it.. aahhh..!! so big.. ahahahahah.. and shwajuan came by to check my bag out.. ahahahhahhaha.. well we parted ways then.. she had her dinner.. and i had to go home..

AFC final..!! Aaahhh..!!!! Singapore won..!!!!!!! thailand scored a first half goal.. tied at 2-2 aggregate.. but in the second half.. the passionate crusade of Noh Alam Shah seemed to spur the singaporean players.. and Khairul Amri.. my God..!! what a goal.. Bang..!! Goodbye thailand..!! a late late goal in the 83rd minute.. enough to see the thailand fans make an early exit.. ahahahhaha.. and i was shouting out the window.. ahahahahah.. my neighbour joined me in the celebrations outside.. ahahahhahah..!!!


Ole..!! Ole..!! Ole..!! Ole..!!
Singapore..!!
ahhahahahahhaha

2 more papers.. and my life as a year 1 ends..
2 more papers.. and freedom will be granted to me..
2 more papers.. and maybe i'll sleep peacefully..
well.. maybe..
maybe..


my new yonex bag makes me look like an astronaut.. ahahhahahahahah
sure kena check by transit security wan..

well..

first thing.. I GOT TO SLEEP FOR 5 HOURS STRAIGHT..!!!!!!! Aaaarrrgggghhhh...!!!!!!!!!!!!
Must be the knock of sense into me.. Thanks again to that person..!!

interesting day today..

after a brief study in the library.. went to the club.. GL and clement was there.. (o.0).. gaying around i suppose.. ahahahahha... wth..
had lunch at fc4.. then went back to the club.. so.. as we sat there talking cock.. and guolong was cleaning up the top of the cupboards.. then clement came up with this crazy idea of revamping the whole of the club.. and so.. we set off to carry out his crazy idea.. first.. we hauled the 2 red sofa chairs out of the club.. the moved the creamy white sofa into the space left behind by the red chairs.. perfect fit.. now.. we dunno where to put the QM cupboard.. so we moved the table with the arrow rack on it 90 degrees.. so now the table faces the door.. next we moved one of the red chairs.. the better one into the space where the QM cupboard was.. there.. no need to throw the chair away.. then.. for some obvious reason.. we moved the other table, the one with the computer 90 degrees too.. so now it faces the wall with the window.. and the space left behind.. well.. we put the blue chairs there.. then we pushed the remaining red chair in front of the shelf.. so there.. the club looks more spacious now.. then clement started meddling with the black steel chairs.. he stuffed it into the corner where the bowcases are and then stacked them on top.. then clement went to dig up one of those sliding door cupboards.. realised that we have a whole lot of packets of flour.. hahahah.. flour.. can use to bake hari raya cookies.. or since chinese new year is around the corner.. why not bake cookies..?? ahahahhahaha.. going crazy again.. as always.. well there.. we dug things up.. found fungus.. sweeped up dust.. choked on dust.. damn.. now my shirt stinks of dust.. ahahhhaha.. then we went to arrange the arrows in those cardboard boxes/tubes.. ahahhhahaha.. alot of arrows sia..

then finally... we lazed back on the rewards of our work.. a more spacious club..!! ahahahahhahahh...
The Janitor Squad Strikes Again..!! ahahhahaha
damn.. gonna continue studying.. all the best to y'all taking exams..!! Y'all can do it..!!

anyways.. here's a video of fall out boy's 'This Ain't a Scene, It's an Arms Race'.. i love it.. just for the fact of it's crazy vibe to the song and that in the early parts of the song.. the lead singer acts in a rather retarded way while recording in a hip-hop studio.. then one of the hip-hop dudes imitates the retarded actions of the lead singer.. LOL..!!!!! ahahhahhahahhahaha..