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Last week, I attended school on Tuesday and Friday only. I was too tired to come on Monday - and I had MC for Wednesday and Thursday. Haha well. I missed a lot of lessons and lectures! Therefore, I've a lot of catching up to do. But I was really tired to do anything during the weekend which just passed cos on Saturday I took part in RSN Touch Rugby Invitational. Gosh, the Changi Naval Base is really ulu, huge and well, actually I like the place. But most importantly, the field was really nice. I fell down a few times when competing on the field, but I only got small scrapes on my knees. Imagine if I had fallen on the school field, the skin on my knee would just get ripped off - like what happened to me twice already! Well, my team was made up of Cara, Clara, Sabu, YY, KW, Shiwei, Sarah, Siok, Viola and I. But in the end, Viola didn't come cos she was tired from dance prac. Sarah came at around 3 after her H3 exam. We lost the first and the final games but won the rest.
Preliminary Round:
Lost 2-1 against TP B
Won 4-1 against BBSS
Won 5-0 against SRJC
Semi-finals:
Won RP B (can't remember the score!)
Golden Plate Finals:
Lost 2-1 against RP A
Hence, we were Golden Plate runner-ups
Not a bad thing - so well done RJC A!
Ok well, I'm tired of complaining about my lousy play. It's the same every game, every tournament and I never seem to improve that much. But I need to say this, I played really badly in the last two games. I was really pressurised by what Khai said to me before the game. He wanted me to up my game. He told me that in order to do so, I needed to communicate and "command" more on the field. Basically, I had to dictate where the ball goes and the flow of the game itself. Sounds familiar? Yes, I've been getting the same damn message/advice/suggestion/feedback every damn game, every damn tournament - and I am still getting the same old message/advice/suggestion/feedback over and over again. Therefore, this shows I've not been making much/any progress! ): And I am deeply saddened by that. But I'm more disappointed than sad. Cos I've let my coaches down. Somehow, when they speak to me privately, or call me over to tell me stuff, I get the impression that they are putting all their hopes on me. It's like they believe that I can do whatever they tell me to. I wish I had that faith, in myself. I need to work harder. I dream of being on the national team, I dream of playing touch for life. I dream too much. But dear God, I pray that this particular wish of mine will come true. A wish that is my birthday wish. And in about 2 hours' time, I'll be 18 (: Tomorrow will be a good day.
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