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Wednesday, August 01, 2007


Lost Track of Training

I didn’t know what had gotten into me that I totally forgot about the volleyball training. All in my mind was that Mingfa was trying to get a friendly match for today with the Singapore Combined School. Moreover, the training days of each week were not constant.

I was out with my mum to make my spectacle and I could not leave her behind while I hurry home on my fast pace. It was rare for me to be out with her when I was so busy with my job, websites and volleyball. She would most probably starve herself if I were to make my way home myself and in any way, I didn’t want to be an unfilial child.

It was obvious that I wouldn’t lie and for my passion and thus I would never want to skip any training to build regain my skill and confidence. I was already feeling bad enough when I received more calls when I had already made myself clear that I was outside and might not be able to get down.

It was meant to be a good night but my mum could obviously sense my depression. We took our dinner fast and walked home in a reasonable speed that she would not feel the pressure from me that I was in a rush. I went all the way down to Clementi despite the training was going to end soon.

One thing I can never understand is that some people often have to trouble the rest to help them with things that they can actually do themselves. When your friend is already late due to some personal reasons, trying to rush down in his quickest pace, do you feel comfortable by asking him to get something for you while he’s “on his way”?

I feel so lost about human’s mind.

Do you subconsciously think that since the person doesn’t hold an important role, you can even afford to have him late for longer?

I don’t talk much sometimes but I do observe better than most people. When you often have to repeat and raise your voice in order for your friends to hear your questions or words, it certainly shows how much you really weigh in their inner hearts, which they may not even realise it.

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