recollections

went back to RJ to play floorball today.

but before that, i met liangsi for tea @ J8. it's been ages since i last talked to her, but it's really nice to see her still the same. she must be a really tough girl. i've always admired pple who actually dare to go to france to study, all alone, having to fit into a culture so immensely different. i hope she gets to move to paris...

while meeting hanyan to go play floorball, i also met audry, siewjin (again! and in the same clothes as last night somemore! :) and sarah, whom i havent seen since JC. heh. oh and christine ong walked past too. happening right.

finally dragged myself to RJ at like 6, cos i was so scared i can no longer take the intensity of the game anymore, and I won't enjoy myself.

it was nice to see sir, renji, ywee ern, ivan, yixin etc again! our batch actually had enough pple to form our own line. we played. like the old times, but slower, thanx to all the extra weight and lack of exercise. heh. it was fun, i haven't touched the stick since last year... haha hanyan and i actually scored a goal, againt the almighty teachers! ok, actually hyan scored the goal la. i merely crossed the ball in. heh. reminds me of what velda and i used to *try* to do last time, firmly believing and insisting that there was chemistry between us. haha

was talking to hyan on the way back to the mrt station, and we were talking about all the old times. our wonderful team full of newbies. our first suicide run on the first trng in J1, how slack we were in J1, and how that changed totally in J2. how fit we were in j2 - the fittest we ever were our entire lives. the surprise NAPFA test on the 1st trng after the christmas holidays. the crazy 4 x 800m runs. how we used to pace each other during the 'fat-burning' hour-long runs. playing on the netball court till it was dark and we couldn't even see the ball. the crazy but fun hockey training camps. how we fought for our place on the team, then for the starting 11. how that 1 horrible ball went past the both of us into the goal on that last fateful day making us take the silver. but through it all, it was the process - 1 sensational coach who was willing to give us his all in training us from complete hockey idiots to a team of hockey players; a united and extremely committed team of 12 who literally breathed and walked hockey; all the countless hours we spent on hockey such that a large majority of my memories of JC was just that... ...

in short, i miss hockey. i miss what we were, and will never be again.


raffles hockey.