<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575</id><updated>2011-12-02T15:30:51.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hong</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>216</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-7131557524012578258</id><published>2011-04-29T08:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T08:55:46.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You find yourself standing at crossroads. Knowing every move you make can change lives, yet you are weary and apathetic. So powerful yet so powerless at the same instance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-7131557524012578258?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/7131557524012578258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=7131557524012578258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/7131557524012578258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/7131557524012578258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2011/04/you-find-yourself-standing-at.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-1632675548764042450</id><published>2011-03-27T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T06:57:46.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have so much to say and rant and let loose so that I can feel better, but i lack the words to do so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-1632675548764042450?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/1632675548764042450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=1632675548764042450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/1632675548764042450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/1632675548764042450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-have-so-much-to-say-and-rant-and-let.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-476504965457218194</id><published>2011-03-25T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T18:34:06.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was sipping hot chocolate by the window of my bunk, just staring into the vegetation beside camp. Its startling how beautiful it can get, and how even the nice things in life waltz pass you unknowingly just because you are so engrossed with a particular situation. For the past 7 months, i have been leading a rather wretched existence. I hereby resolve to stop harbouring any affection towards you. First, because I don't deserve to live life this way, second, for all that you did to me, you should feel sorry though I have a feeling you won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No pretence, no unhappiness, no more longing for someone that never was and no more looking back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-476504965457218194?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/476504965457218194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=476504965457218194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/476504965457218194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/476504965457218194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-was-sipping-hot-chocolate-by-window.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-6880898203767229326</id><published>2011-03-18T07:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T07:18:52.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am crushed I am crushed I am crushed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-6880898203767229326?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/6880898203767229326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=6880898203767229326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/6880898203767229326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/6880898203767229326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-am-crushed-i-am-crushed-i-am-crushed.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-6099527321960227037</id><published>2011-03-04T09:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T09:54:54.894-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When I look at you, I see nothing, no love, no hate. Just nothingness. It's like staring down an abyss. Nothing is going to ever materialises in your line of sight ever because you can feel and see no more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-6099527321960227037?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/6099527321960227037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=6099527321960227037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/6099527321960227037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/6099527321960227037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2011/03/when-i-look-at-you-i-see-nothing-no.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-4357101250547985624</id><published>2011-02-25T07:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T07:41:13.814-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Six months on, I am at peace with myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-4357101250547985624?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/4357101250547985624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=4357101250547985624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/4357101250547985624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/4357101250547985624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2011/02/six-months-on-i-am-at-peace-with-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-774073156941457595</id><published>2011-01-19T04:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T04:02:31.764-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After so long, it is still hard for me to accept and believe in something that seemed so unlikely then..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-774073156941457595?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/774073156941457595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=774073156941457595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/774073156941457595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/774073156941457595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2011/01/after-so-long-it-is-still-hard-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-6781274523207067282</id><published>2011-01-13T03:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T03:09:07.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I used to think I would be better off as I am now, but now I am really unsure. I am confused, I am hurt and I am almost everything negative. I tried to convince myself I really am but lying to yourself can only bring you this far you see. It's been a long long way but it just seems to get longer everytime. I am tired. I am weary. And i cant seem to stop mulling over the past and how unfair it had been. I mean, surely i deserve a lil better do I. I tried I tried I failed I failed but the worst part is I can never stop attempting again and again till I become what I used to be. For it is not worth it to lose the good in me for something so undeserving,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-6781274523207067282?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/6781274523207067282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=6781274523207067282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/6781274523207067282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/6781274523207067282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-used-to-think-i-would-be-better-off.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-3699025513191566563</id><published>2010-12-25T18:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T18:34:45.775-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its amazing how christmas can make you feel so happy and appreciative of your life even after so much unpleasantness and unhappiness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-3699025513191566563?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/3699025513191566563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=3699025513191566563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/3699025513191566563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/3699025513191566563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-amazing-how-christmas-can-make-you.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-1704499338398629336</id><published>2010-11-16T04:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T04:59:29.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello blog, we meet again, albeit under entirely different circumstances. A year ago, I was a man so contented with everything in his life I was scared stiff that everything would cease to be what it is then. Bingo! Here I stand stranded in misery, the reason for my happiness snatched under my nose. The near future delves deeper into a greater depth of gloom and the present offers no reprieve at all. And somehow, somewhere I heard the faint whisper "God is always fair".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-1704499338398629336?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/1704499338398629336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=1704499338398629336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/1704499338398629336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/1704499338398629336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2010/11/hello-blog-we-meet-again-albeit-under.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-3348257285182748384</id><published>2010-06-11T04:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T04:06:47.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today marked the end of bslc. It also spelt the end of my hopes and most importantly, the loss of another bunch of buddies I have just started to know thoroughly. I am posted to armour trg institute, to some, this may be stuff made of dreams. But for me, it was another bitter pill to swallow, I will never be able to make it to guards anymore. Hope really can work both ways at times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-3348257285182748384?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/3348257285182748384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=3348257285182748384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/3348257285182748384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/3348257285182748384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2010/06/today-marked-end-of-bslc.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-229091797619589867</id><published>2010-05-16T02:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T02:21:38.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Three months into army, three months of mental inactivity, rendering me almost incapable of writing a piece of substantial thought.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Congratulations my juniors for capturing the second consecutive a div guys title. Haha I guess the championship title is also testament to the leadership qualities of chenxing who slotted in seamlessly in the place of warren who quit the team two years earlier. As I was scanning through photos of their glorious moments in the final, a strange feeling was welling up within me. Happiness and a little sadness. Sad because it was us just one year ago when all the seniors were at the peak of their game, and now just one year on, we had never really followed up persistently with volleyball, mostly due to a dire lack of opportunities. But I hold no regrets and I guess when its time to let go with something you hold so dear, it's time. Thats why I always tell my juniors to treasure their moments together like their last. Time may pass and people may forget abt the championship titles you all have won together, but memories do remain, especially so if you really enjoyed your time in hc vball. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really miss the times when we trained till late and did pt under the sky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-229091797619589867?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/229091797619589867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=229091797619589867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/229091797619589867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/229091797619589867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2010/05/three-months-into-army-three-months-of.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-5907435923723446284</id><published>2010-05-08T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T00:02:32.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Volleyball seems to be such a distant affair for me now. but still... Hc volleyball go! All the best my juniors, ha I am sure you will lead them well cx now that the crunch time is here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-5907435923723446284?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/5907435923723446284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=5907435923723446284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/5907435923723446284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/5907435923723446284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2010/05/volleyball-seems-to-be-such-distant.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-2234871398772054210</id><published>2010-04-28T03:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T03:27:41.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nights out~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-2234871398772054210?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/2234871398772054210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=2234871398772054210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/2234871398772054210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/2234871398772054210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2010/04/nights-out.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-5904857749297415868</id><published>2010-03-06T10:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T10:07:14.354-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A levels have finally come a full circle. Received my results, relieved rather than happy. Cannot help but feel a little despondent as my sch mates celebrated their exemplerary results. And the predicament I am facing....Something so improbable that I have no idea how to deal with it. To all those who aced their As, congratulations. And to the rest, maybe it's just the call we need to galvanise ourselves and rise to our potential.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-5904857749297415868?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/5904857749297415868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=5904857749297415868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/5904857749297415868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/5904857749297415868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2010/03/levels-have-finally-come-full-circle.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-8567546512858824812</id><published>2010-02-27T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T08:41:55.854-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Almost a month since I last met up with the company I cherish. A period during which ns was thrusted upon me. I remembered somewhere near december last year when I casually remarked that we shld meet up more as i am sure that we will stay in minimal contact after we leave jc. And all this is occuring now as I am typing this. As i booked out after another draining week of bmt, it suddenly dawned upon me that life in hwachong is well..truly over. What I am feeling now is not plain nostalgia, but a wave of loss and well.. sadness. Each time I recall my days in hwachong, I always remember the days on the court from sec 1 to j2. The sweat, the laughter and the insults. Oh and the stayovers, the chalets.. Haha. and now, all of us have different responsibilities and our time together is seriously restricted. As I struggle to grapple with the pain of this new reality, at least we ended our six yrs with a tournament and a trip to hainan together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-8567546512858824812?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/8567546512858824812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=8567546512858824812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/8567546512858824812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/8567546512858824812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2010/02/almost-month-since-i-last-met-up-with.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-8451660985010208497</id><published>2010-01-29T12:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T12:14:13.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes I really wonder if I am the master of my fate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-8451660985010208497?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/8451660985010208497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=8451660985010208497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/8451660985010208497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/8451660985010208497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2010/01/sometimes-i-really-wonder-if-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-7613795238193777024</id><published>2010-01-28T11:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T11:11:13.335-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, I saw the best and worst side of our volleyball team. A captain who actually cries for someone who isn't even part of the team, and a guy who walks around with crutches as if he's been shot in the foot although it's jsut a sprain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-7613795238193777024?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/7613795238193777024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=7613795238193777024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/7613795238193777024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/7613795238193777024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2010/01/today-i-saw-best-and-worst-side-of-our.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-5373671205913122948</id><published>2009-12-11T09:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T09:44:46.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And so u19 ended. Haha to think about it, it has been a rather surreal experience. The plan to participate in the comp was hatched a few months back. And this dream was nearly broken when within a few days from the deadline of registration, it was clear that most of the high school ppl were not participating in the comp. Both me and zj decided then on the fateful day at jurong east library while we were mugging for As to form this very team. Many thanks to coach for willing to guide us without charge. And I will forever be amazed by the sheer magnitude of my father's generosity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In truth, it has always been my wish to play with you guys as one team, haha after all we have grown up together as a team. Right from the start, we were pitted against some of the strongest teams in our age group. It was no surprise that we were the underdogs for every match. But playing with you guys was really such a joy. I am just proud we showed such tenacity to come back time after time from games when we were trailing by 8-9 points. Haha, I have waited for nearly 6 years to have the experience to play every match with my very own dream team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forming my very own dream team was simple. Dream team may not be the apt term to use in this case as my "dream team" is not made up of legions of stars and galacticos or whatever terms you may call them. Instead, it comprises sole of a group of teammates who I deeply appreciate and love. I guess what we lack in skill, we made that up with our will. Thank you everyone in the team for giving their best. Often, we were missing several key players and sec 3s had to step in and plug the gaps. They really stood tall and performed excellently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In retrospect, I felt that we did really well though there are areas we should improve on. Although our full squad was never present, we managed to put up gutsy performances and most importantly, we never gave up on each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only regret would be that we never got wincoln to play for our team. Haha. I am just glad that I got to play every single match. Lol no more pre match jitters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's late. A million thanks to everyone who made this dream possible. Though it was achieved late, but better late than never. I really cherished every single minute that we played together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-5373671205913122948?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/5373671205913122948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=5373671205913122948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/5373671205913122948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/5373671205913122948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2009/12/and-so-u19-ended.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-7925375903941094416</id><published>2009-11-29T06:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T06:53:38.322-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why is it that my priorities are often questioned. Is it really wrong to begin with. Ultimately it is just a matter of different perspectives and often different desires.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-7925375903941094416?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/7925375903941094416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=7925375903941094416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/7925375903941094416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/7925375903941094416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2009/11/why-is-it-that-my-priorities-are-often.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-2216552717137576508</id><published>2009-11-19T09:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T09:57:12.651-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have not blog for quite a long time. Haha. It just that whenever I feel like blogging, words fail me. So six years and perhaps the best time I had in my life is nearly over. I have one slight regret though that these six years have to be concluded with the a levels which I took with no confidence to speak off. At the end of the day, it is more of a question whether one can scale the insurmountable mental barrier rather than a question of ability. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year had really been a time of disappointments, pain, loss and joy. I have rekindled old friendships and found new ones as well. Sorry, it's one in the morning and I am being incoherent here. Still remembered my first steps into the school, how long we took to learn the school song, how stupid we thought about singing especially during assembly, haha but we gradually grew to love singing those same old songs we thought were dumb. Volleyball haha how we trained and turned into such a tightly knitted team. To be frank, what I am most grateful about would be the friendships I forged over these six years, growing up together, being stupid together, studying together. I use to have this silly habit of counting down the number of years I had left in hwachong after the end of each year since sec 1, to think that I have always thought that the notion of graduating is so distant. Now that we have nearly reached the point of divergence as we stand before the new chapter of our life. What next? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's really quite right after midnight. I have always enjoyed this period of time when I am all alone, reflecting about my life and the past, brooding over my future which seems so hazy. I feel rather down whenever the realisation that we are on the brink of adulthood hits me. The notion of bearing the weight of expectations is just....well...and the very thought that my teenage years would soon be a distant relic of the past.....I guess I should not cling too much for the past..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-2216552717137576508?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/2216552717137576508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=2216552717137576508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/2216552717137576508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/2216552717137576508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-have-not-blog-for-quite-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-3282658379698286193</id><published>2009-10-01T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T09:28:33.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After all that had happened, I feel utterly helpless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-3282658379698286193?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/3282658379698286193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=3282658379698286193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/3282658379698286193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/3282658379698286193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2009/10/after-all-that-had-happened-i-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-7858431961802196488</id><published>2009-09-13T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T08:06:17.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha damn long since I last blogged. Its not my intention not to, its just that everytime i try to create a post... I really run out of things to say. I am suppose to be mugging for econs now, but i guess a break would do me some good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not attempt kid myself now. I am intimidated by As. I am afraid the burden of failure will be too great to bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sad. School has ended, and with it all the memories I really treasure. To be frank, I guess most of the memories come from high school. Since jc, I have never been able to derive as much joy and happiness. To me, Jc marks the start of the steady decline of most of my treasured friendships. I guess things will never be the same as before. To my highschool teammates, I am glad most of you still joined volleyball although I believed you all would have known that we faced overwhelming odds in making the team. Lets put it this way, we joined because we wanted to enjoy each other's company. Haha. I just feel sad that at the end of the day, many of you have commitments that you all needed to see to, and its just a pity we couldn't be around each other for the later part of the year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha speaking of commitments, I feel old and all of you would know why. I am lucky to have someone to age with tho. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost six years before our paths fully diverge. I wonder if anyone even remembered the first time we met. Our first training session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really miss the times when it was just boys fun sun volleyball&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-7858431961802196488?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/7858431961802196488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=7858431961802196488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/7858431961802196488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/7858431961802196488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2009/09/haha-damn-long-since-i-last-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-4647221173916796842</id><published>2009-08-06T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T22:02:37.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A friend of my friend had left to pursue his dreams. I dun really know him well. But I applaud him for his courage and his determination. All the best. meanwhile lets all work hard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-4647221173916796842?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/4647221173916796842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=4647221173916796842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/4647221173916796842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/4647221173916796842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2009/08/friend-of-my-friend-had-left-to-pursue.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-8497228739309513325</id><published>2009-07-28T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T10:51:26.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>More than two months have passed and we are now into our final term. The start of the end of the six years in hwachong. Time passes with a greater sense of urgency, so much so that my concept for dates is becoming increasingly blurred. Miss the leisurely pace of life I used to have. But oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Soren Kierkegaard once said "Life can only be understood backwards, but it must be lived forwards."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-8497228739309513325?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/8497228739309513325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=8497228739309513325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/8497228739309513325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/8497228739309513325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2009/07/more-than-two-months-have-passed-and-we.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-4412894195901176670</id><published>2009-05-26T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T07:26:40.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We arrived at the restaurant, boisterous, cheerful.&lt;div&gt;We left the same place 2 hrs later, the mood was sombre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is getting utterly depressing. Rain, let it rain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-4412894195901176670?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/4412894195901176670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=4412894195901176670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/4412894195901176670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/4412894195901176670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2009/05/we-arrived-at-restaurant-boisterous.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-3759427180663369904</id><published>2009-05-19T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T09:12:36.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The end of the finals, jubilation and joy was accompanied by a slight tinge of sadness. This unlikely team of different individuals from different schools had banded together to capture the title. It had been an incredible journey this two years, though tumultuous at times as well. We have had numerous arguments and dissatisfaction with each other. At times, it even seemed impossible to work together anymore. However, I was really happy that all of us really worked our asses off as we geared up for our season. Trainings till nine plus at night, i believed as much as it was tough for everyone, it was enjoyable. For 2 years, all of us did quite alot of growing up in terms of maturity and skills, especially for the high sch ppl who had only tasted mediocrity in our sec sch years. Players like galvin, melvin and samuel were like seriously a class above the rest and they really inspired with the power and fluency of their play. As we were crowned the champions, this brought along a fitting end to our volleyball careers for many of us. We will miss each other and the trainings desperately. The pts which seemed insurmountable at first, something which we overcame with random shouts which might sound incredibly childish but to us an immense source of entertainment and motivation. It is indeed strange how things work. Thank you everyone for an incredible 2 years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-3759427180663369904?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/3759427180663369904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=3759427180663369904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/3759427180663369904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/3759427180663369904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2009/05/end-of-finals-jubilation-and-joy-was.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-2711445245738210092</id><published>2009-05-19T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T09:04:34.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hwachong faced off with perennial volleyball powerhouses NYJC in the A division final today. Hwachong entered the game as slight underdogs against volleyball giants Nyjc who had a stranglehold of the A division title in previous years, having claimed it four times in the last five years, while hwachong on the other hand was facing a 14-year title drought. Prior to the game, Hwachong was enjoying an impressive run of form, losing only one out of their last seven games, while winning the rest in straight sets. This formidable run coupled with our tendency to bounce back strongly after a loss meant that nyjc would face the sternest test yet to their championship credentials. Hwachong eventually prevailed with a 3-1 win to pip the reigning champions for the title win. Our team line-up was Kian Keong as setter, Zijie as sub-setter, Lennis and Galvin as quickers, Samuel and Melvin as spikers, and Wincoln as libero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First set&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both Nyjc and Hwachong started the first set in frenzied fashion. It was nyjc who took the intiative as they attacked frantically and put up a series of match winning blocks. In a matter of minutes, they were leading by 9-4. Faced with a daunting crowd of audience and a seasoned opposition who had a wealth of experience in playing the finals, for a moment hwachong seemed unsettled and looked out of sorts. A time out was given and our coach grabbed the opportunity to calm the team down. Hwachong went on a point winning streak to tie nyjc 14-14 in a superb comeback. Spearheaded once again by attacking axis of samuel, melvin and galvin, our team started to retaliate with fierce spikes of our own. Meanwhile, wincoln our libero made improvements to his nervy start with several composed digs and receives. However, nyjc shone with their experience as they started to pull away. With the score at 24-21, nyjc was on the verge of claiming its first set. However, hwachong was not one to shy away from the fight as spikes from samuel and galvin saw us fight tenaciously to claw back to 25-25. Both teams traded numerous spikes in an attempt to chalk up the 2 points that will give either one the precious first set. Meanwhile it was pure entertainment for the audience as both sides threw caution to the wind and attacked relentlessly. Eventually, it was nyjc who secured the first set win with a 27-25 victory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Second set&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first set loss seemed to have roused the sleeping giant within hwachong. Hwachong began the second set with much to prove as they raced to a 7-5 lead, courtesy of the lethal spikes by galvin and samuel. We then started to pull away as we poured upon a barrage of spikes upon the battered nyjc defence with impunity. The floodgates started to open and we stormed to an unassailable 11 point lead at 20-9 with melvin continuing samuel's good work with a fine display on his own. Galvin was in irresistable form as he continued to chalk up points with his jump serves and blocking. While both samuel and melvin turned in virtuoso performances with their impressive all round play. A series of blocks by galvin eventually ensured that the set was to be hwachong's with the score standing at 25-12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Third set&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the second set rout of nyjc, hwachong wasted no time in stating their intentions of winning the 3rd set. Meanwhile, nyjc seemed shell shocked as they made several unforced errors which we capitalised upon with glee. Galvin and Lennis was fast proving to be a great menace in the middle with their dominating blocks which completely disrupted the attacking flow of nyjc. Samuel and Zijie chipped with with several impeccable spikes of their own as we raced to a 7 point lead at 17-10. Together with melvin, our attack laid siege upon the nyjc side as spikes rained upon them, pressurising them to implode with unforced errors on their own. At the other side of the court, Wincoln stamped his authority on the court with a masterful display. In addition to his composed defending, wincoln single-handedly saved the team with several stupendous saves which stunned the opposition and sent the audience to a state of delirium. A defining moment would be a staggering double save by him. As the opposition spiker unleashed a powerful spike upon our defence, it seemed that he would have earned the point, as he celebrated with his back turned as soon as he landed, however libero wincoln obviously had other ideas as he dived at full stretch to execute a perfect save. Nyjc recovered immediately to immediately launch another venomous spike at us in a counter attack, however this was again dealt by wincoln as he hurtle after the ball. Eventually the point was ours to claim as our attack seized upon the chance to extend our lead. There was pandemonium at the stands when hwachong wrapped the set up at 25-16. One more set and we would be the champions for the first time in almost a decade and a half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fourth set&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the title just one set away, hwachong stepped up their gear and pressed for a historic win. With nyjc uncertain and hesitant about themselves, hwachong immediately found themselves with a five point lead at 12-7. This time our attacking quartet of galvin, zijie, samuel and melvin wasted no time in extending our lead with their seamless execution of spikes, while our blockers put on a stirring performance with their towering blocks. Nyjc on the other hand was performing erratically as they imploded with several errors on their own. However, they mounted a brief comeback as they regrouped to whittle our lead down to 2 points at 15-13. This signalled the beginning of a deadlocked as both sides pounded each other in a thrilling attacking display. Melvin's instinctive dropshot saw that hwachong tie with nyjc at 19-19. With victory in side, hwachong fired all cylinders as they pulled away for the win. Some wonderful work by samuel and galvin togther with several nervous errors committed by nyjc ensured that hwachong secured the fourth set to win the a division 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stands erupted as the team captured this historic win. The rest of the team surged across the court as they joined the team in their celebrations. Thanks to our coach, teachers and most of all to our supporters and those who supported us in one way or another. Many thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-2711445245738210092?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/2711445245738210092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=2711445245738210092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/2711445245738210092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/2711445245738210092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2009/05/hwachong-faced-off-with-perennial.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-7447848493133666069</id><published>2009-05-14T04:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T06:16:02.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CCAB, Thursday, 14-5-09,3.00pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In what is billed as one of the most exciting clashes in A divison 2009, hwachong shone with their class, experience and spirit to beat AJC in straight sets 25-22, 25-12, 25-19. Faced with a gruelling schedule of 4 matches in a row, hwachong volleyball trudged on to snatch a crucial win which will send them to the finals, something which had eluded us for a grand total of 15 years. With confidence on an all time high after only one loss so far, hwachong volleyball showed everyone why they are considered as favourites to win the title this year as they met expectations in a dominant win over ajc. From the start of the showdown, hwachong never looked far from winning as they played with finesse whilst showing no apparent signs of fatigue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All seven players turned in an exceptional performance. Commanding libero Wincoln was a colossus at the back, fighting for every stray ball and capped a fine display with an almost 100% record in receiving first ball. Skipper Samuel turned in an inspired performance, together with melvin, they impressed with their astute reading of the game and their impeccable spiking, receiving and blocking. Quickers galvin and lennis dominated aerially with the staggering height of their blocks and their hang time as they successfully broke up the attacks of ajc while Kian keong and zijie both put in commendable displays. With this win, Hwachong volleyball will be facing nyjc in the finals on monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Set one&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first set, Kian keong started as the setter, Lennis and Galvin as our quickers, Samuel and melvin as our open, Zijie as our sub-setter and Wincoln our libero. Samuel drew first blood with a clever touch out off the desperate arms of the opposition blocker to make it 1-0 to us, this was followed by a fierce spike down right to make it 3-1 for us. As samuel was rotated to the backline, melvin made immediate impact as a spiker as he chalked up 3 consecutive points with his blocks and spikes. Making it 6-3 for hwachong. However, ajc showed great tenacity to claw back and take the lead at 8-6. This was shortlived as hwachong pegged back immediately with a galvin quick attack and a nice jump serve from melvin which the opposition could not handle. Gradually both sides found themselves locked in a tight battle as they traded spikes and serves. With the score at 11-11, both wincoln and samuel made amazing saves to make it a hard won hwachong point. With the score at 12-11, hwachong rode on the momentum to make it 18-14 with galvin and samuel shutting out the opposition attack with an outstanding blocking display. Zijie also contributed with a nice spike from the right, but not without some help from galvin who tricked two blockers into jumping. A series of errors by us enabled ajc to close in on us at 22-20, however samuel continued to make efforts to calm down the team. Those efforts paid off as hwachong reacted brilliantly in the form of a beautiful tandem by melvin and galvin to make it 24-20. Hwachong finally won the set 25-22 after an opponent error.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Set two&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again it was skipper samuel who drew first blood with a good block and spike to make it 1-0 for hwachong. He then followed up on his irresistible form with several smashing spikes and a block making it 5-1 for us. However several mistakes on our own gifted points to the ajc side who found themselves within touching distance of us with the score at 8-5. Samuel then stopped the rot by firing in an ace serve that left the aj defence with no chance. With this point, hwachong then gathered momentum as we started to dictate the pace of the game with confidence and ease. Melvin turned on the style with his attacking flair, his touch outs and drop shots earned hwachong crucial points as they extended their lead. With the score at 12-7, a moment of brilliance saw melvin connecting with kian keong's set beautifully as he thundered the ball down after a tandem with lennis. A series of errors made by our opponents and some impeccable blocking by galvin made it 20-10 for us. Hwachong stepped up a gear to seal up the second set with a melvin touch out that made it 24-12 and finally a quick attack by lennis that completed the win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Set 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a spot in the finals beckoning, hwachong needed no further encouragement to complete their rout. The attacking triumvirate of Samuel, Melvin and Galvin who had been brilliant throughout turned in a virtuoso performance once again in the third set. It was galvin this time who drew first blood as his powerful a ball to the right gave the opposition defence no chance. It was a close fight initially as both sides claim points off each other. With the score at 6-6, an opposition spike saw them took the lead at 7-6. This enabled them to extend their lead to 10-6 as we struggled to settle down. Skipper samuel was once again a motivational force as he drew upon his mental reserves to calm the entire team down. We began our resurgence with an exceptional block by lennis which took the score to 7-11. Melvin and galvin then unleashed good spikes respectively to enable us to claw back 11-11. Melvin continued our run by scoring from a touch out off the opposition blocker. Ajc started to panicked and crumbled with a series of errors on their own. Meanwhile we capitalised on that to extend our lead. A good serve by melvin and several blocks by samuel and galvin made it 19-14. With victory in sight, we upped the tempo of the game. A thumping jump serve by galvin made it 21-15. To their credit, ajc refused to give up and started to attack relentlessly, despite commendable efforts by melvin and wincoln, we conceded a precious 3 points following powerful serves by the opposition. With the score at 22-18, Samuel once again broke the service of the opposition with a good spike following a tandem with galvin. However a foul by us gifted them a point back. Lennis then wrapped up the set 25-19 with a quick attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hwachong will be facing nyjc this coming monday in an attempt to win the elusive championship title. Please support us.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-7447848493133666069?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/7447848493133666069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=7447848493133666069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/7447848493133666069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/7447848493133666069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2009/05/ccab-thursday-14-5-093.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-6079639078887517504</id><published>2009-05-13T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T08:08:29.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CCAB, Wednesday, 13-5-09,1.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hwachong won convincingly over JJC in straight sets 25-5, 25-3. This ensured that they top their group in the second round. In a match that lasted a mere 20 minutes, hwachong finished the job at hand with clinical efficiency. Chen Xing shone as usual with his skilled setting and his threatening quick balls. While both melvin and galvin demonstrated great consistency with their jump serves, finish with 9 serves and 7 serves seperately. With this win, hwachong enter the semi final round against ajc tmr on thursday with high morale and confidence, having won 5 out of the 6 matches so far in straight sets. So come on down to support hc vball tmr at ccab 3pm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-6079639078887517504?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/6079639078887517504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=6079639078887517504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/6079639078887517504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/6079639078887517504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2009/05/ccab-wednesday-13-5-091.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-5116323267405487420</id><published>2009-05-12T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T05:58:12.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CCAB, Tuesday, 12 May 2009, 3.45pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hwachong volleyball won in straight sets against fellow title challengers VJC 25 - 18, 25 - 20. With this win, Hwachong is now assured of a semi -final spot. After a nervy start, Hwachong gradually found the rhythm of the game and pulled away from VJC. All five spikers (Galvin, lennis, Melvin, Samuel and Zijie) found themselves in good form and were all on target in an encounter which saw hwachong rarely threatened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First set&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first set, Kian keong started as the setter, Lennis and Galvin as our quickers, Samuel and melvin as our open, Zijie as our sub-setter and Wincoln our libero. Hwachong started brightly as they took the lead following a melvin spike. However this lead was brief as an error by galvin gifted Vjc a point. This seemed to unsettle the team greatly as struggled to impose their authority upon the court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Galvin, Lennis and Melvin made crucial spikes to ensure that VJC remained in sight at 5-7. Meanwhile Skipper Samuel drew upon his wealth of experience to calm the team down with some composed defending and words of encouragement. The tide turned when Melvin fired in an ace jump serve that left VJC with no chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From then on, Hwachong started to dictate the tempo of the game as they pulled away. Samuel was once again at the heart of the attacking play as he touched out the opponent and spiked left on seperate occasions to bring the score to 13-9. Eager to build upon his impressive displays of late, Zijie chipped in with a spike to the right. As our attack flowed freely, we began to tighten our defence. Our blocking was faultless as we managed to nullify VJC's quick attacks, Notable occasions would include a combined effort by Samuel and Galvin with the score at 15-9 and a solo effort by galvin at 17-9. Libero Wincoln was at his usual best, dealing with everything thats left with surgical precision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the score at 20-12, VJC refused to give up and started their resurgence, their spikes coupled with several errors on our own enabled them to stage of brief come back which saw them close down on our lead at 20-16.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samuel eventually managed to stop the rot with a precise spike to the left. Hwachong never looked back from then. A deft set by Kian keong enabled Melvin to smash home a spike to bring us to 23-17. This was followed by a a tandem between lennis and melvin as they combined beautifully to bring us one point closer to victory. Melvin finally wrapped up the win with a block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Second set&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second set begun in similar fashion as the score was extremely tight initially. At 1-2, 3 consecutive blocks by zijie failed to win us a point as we succumbed to our own error. Galvin quickly won back a precious point for us in typical thunderous fashion which drew applause from the crowd. Zijie made sure he won the point this time round as he had a fine block which drew us level with Vjc at 4-4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hwachong then started to pull away. A tandem by Lennis and Melvin successfully fooled the vjc blockers. With no blockers at hand to stop him, melvin tuck the chance away with glee to make it 11-7. Melvin then proceeded to win 3 consecutive points for hwachong with his spikes and touch outs. With the score up at 15-12, a moment of brilliance saw galvin tricking the vjc blockers into jumping before he rose to slam the spike down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samuel preserved his good blocking form in the first set to come up with a solo block to bring out score up to 16-13. A sweet spike by zijie and a quick attack by lennis brought us to 3 points within victory. The game finally ended with a spike down left by samuel following an excellent set by Kian keong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this win, Hwachong will now face Ajc in the semi finals this thursday. We also have a match on Wednesday against JJC at 1.30pm CCAB. Go hwachong vball.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-5116323267405487420?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/5116323267405487420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=5116323267405487420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/5116323267405487420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/5116323267405487420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2009/05/ccab-tuesday-12-may-2009-3.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-5688159053325246746</id><published>2009-05-11T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T05:48:11.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CCAB, Monday, 11-05-2009,1.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hwachong volleyball beat the last year's A div finalist, tampines jc, in straight sets 25 - 11, 25 - 10. Spurred on by the narrow defeat by Pjc last week, The volleyball team made amends by turning in a magnificent performance to outclass and outfight tjc to signal their intention of topping their group which consist of tjc, vjc and jjc for the second round. With this crucial win over one of the toughest opponents in our group, we are right on track to enter the semis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first set, Kian keong started as the setter, Lennis and Galvin as our quickers, Samuel and melvin as our open, Zijie as our sub-setter and Wincoln our libero. Hwachong dominated from start to finish as the match started with great intensity and speed. Melvin kickstarted our win by smashing in a venomous spike to the right. This was followed by a series of jump serves which greatly unsettled the tjc defence with its speed and power. Within minutes, we found ourselves up at 3-0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, our attack, spearheaded by the effervescent Galvin and Samuel, successfully rake in precious points with their blocking which thwarted the opposition's attacking attempts and their spiking. This run was however halted when we fouled. However, we pressed on with greater intensity. At 8-2, melvin produced a sprawling save following a tj spike which sent the crowd to raptures. As the tjc blockers had their hands with trying to shut out our open and quickers, this left Zijie with precious space which he exploited with relish. On numerous occasions, he made the tjc blockers regret their strategy as he proved to be a huge threat on the right with his point winning spikes. Meanwhile at the back of the court, wincoln was back at his best, together with melvin and samuel, they were immense at the back as they dealt with everything the tjc attack could throw at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the score at 9-3, melvin successfully saved an opposition spike down right and immediately returned the favour with a backrow spike courtesy of a nice set by samuel. Smart play by Lennis and Samuel brought the score up to 16-7 as their lethal combination of dropshots and spikes left tjc reeling. Melvin then earned another point with his jumpserve which aced the tjc defence. With the score at 19-8, Kian Keong and Galvin conjured up a piece of magic as they successfully fooled the tj blockers. With noone in place to stop him , Galvin needed no further encouragement as he smashed the ball to the left bringing the score to 20-8. The game finally ended when Samuel's serve found its mark as it created confusion amongst the tjc backrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No changes were made for the second set. Hwachong served up a delectable feast of attacking play to seal their win. A double block by Samuel and Galvin won our first point. However, tjc immediately pegged back with a drop shot to bring the score level at 1-1. Hwachong then stormed back to the lead with a run that saw a Samuel touch out at 2-1, a Galvin spike down right and block at 3-1 and 5-1 seperately. Our quick balls were proving to be a great menace to the tjc blockers as they could not grasp the timing of our runs, at 7-3, Lennis slammed home a quick ball to snatch back our serving rights. At 10-5, the in form Kian keong once again fooled the entire line of tjc blockers by setting up a quick ball for galvin when all eyes were on melvin. The red hot galvin summed up the trouble of the tjc line of defence as he rose to a palm higher than his blockers to slot home a thunderous spike down left. With his guile and power, the Tjc simply had no idea how to contain galvin throughout the 2 sets. Determined not to be outdone, the attacking duo of Samuel and Melvin demonstrated why they were so feared in A division as they unleashed a barrage of spikes which the tjc backline were unable to deal with. Still reeling from the first set loss, tjc eventually relented and we wrapped up the game 25-10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our next game will be on tuesday which is tmr at ccab. A win will guarantee us a place in the semis. So come support if you are free!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-5688159053325246746?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/5688159053325246746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=5688159053325246746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/5688159053325246746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/5688159053325246746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2009/05/ccab-monday-11-05-20091.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-1637883178570234237</id><published>2009-05-05T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T06:49:35.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>4th May 2009, Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hwachong volleyball won 25-4, 25-9 against Tpjc. With this victory, Hwachong has now entered the second round of the nationals. If hwachong were the prematch favourites, they certainly did not show it in terms of complacency as they gave a composed and efficient performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melvin, Samuel, Galvin, Chen Xing, Kian keong, Rui Yang and Wincoln started the first set. Hwachong pressed for the win right from the start as Kian keong served 8 consecutive times, this combined with some textbook spikes and blocks by the attacking trio of Galvin, Samuel and Ruiyang ensured that hwachong storm to a 8-0 lead. As tpjc recovered from their initial shock, they hit back by claiming 2 points. With the score at 9-2, Hwachong started pulling away with Captain Samuel dishing out some impeccable serving for 16 consecutive times. Chen Xing, eager to replicate his impressive form of late, had another fine outing as he racked up several key spikes and blocks to set the team course for victory. Not to be outdone by him, Melvin and ruiyang also played crucial roles as they amassed a total of 8 spikes and 2 blocks to put Hwachong firmly in the driving seat. A particular highlight was the delightful tandem between ruiyang and Chen Xing with the score at 10-2.  With defensive stalwart, Samuel and Wincoln dealing with every tpjc attack, before long, hwachong found themselves in a comfortable position of 23-2. However, a rare mistake by Chen Xing ended Samuel's serving spree as he failed to block a spike by tpjc. Tpjc regrouped and won another point to make it 23-4, but it wasn't long before Chen Xing made amends with his trademark quick ball that won back the serving right for hwachong. Melvin then sealed up the win with fierce spike down right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the impending PJC match ahead, Coach decided to change almost the entire team for the second set, leaving only Wincoln and Chen Xing unchanged. Kenneth, Glenn, Lennis, Zijie, Kuan He played. Hwachong started with several hiccups as they struggled to find the rhythm of the game. Kuan he struggled initially with some uncharacteristic errors. However, some quick thinking by setter glenn stopped the rot as he landed a drop shot on the opponent's court. Kuan He then made amends for his earlier errors with a nice spike down the left hand corner of the court to bring the score to 5-2. Lennis's service extended hwachong's lead to 10-3 as tpjc crumbled with a series of spiking and serving errors. Things gradually grew bad for tpjc with the return of Chen Xing to attack. Once again, his aerial dominance ensured that the tpjc attack was nullified most of the time as they struggled to find a way past his arms. This coupled with the measured spiking of subset Zijie and open spiker Kenneth ensured that hwachong led at 18-6. Some memorable moments would include a fierce spike by zijie down right with the score at 13-5 and an excellent spike by kenneth down left at 19-8. With the game at 23-8, Wincoln was forced to make a good dig following a good spike by tpjc which was immediately followed up with a powerful spike by Kuan he that brought us closer to victory. An opponent error rounded up the hci victory as they won 25-9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following this victory, hwachong volleyball will next face a stern test in the form of pjc. In this highly charged fixture that pit both title contenders against each other, Hci will seek to redeem itself following last year's heartbreaking loss to pjc that led to our exit from the nationals. 6th May 2009, Wednesday, 1.30pm, ccab, your support will be appreciated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-1637883178570234237?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/1637883178570234237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=1637883178570234237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/1637883178570234237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/1637883178570234237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2009/05/4th-may-2009-monday.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-3227853002647032021</id><published>2009-04-27T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T07:08:25.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BYZMAYMCz5A/SfW8MbeMxkI/AAAAAAAAACA/MKXLLADjDlo/s1600-h/IMG_8481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329372655781725762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BYZMAYMCz5A/SfW8MbeMxkI/AAAAAAAAACA/MKXLLADjDlo/s320/IMG_8481.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Zijie with a successful dig. Chen Xing prepares to unleash his venomous spike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BYZMAYMCz5A/SfW7dFzFMzI/AAAAAAAAAB4/785i5uY7Z8I/s1600-h/IMG_8486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329371842509878066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BYZMAYMCz5A/SfW7dFzFMzI/AAAAAAAAAB4/785i5uY7Z8I/s320/IMG_8486.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chen xing.....Wha can I say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BYZMAYMCz5A/SfW7RFAjgHI/AAAAAAAAABw/kSYtuLyYEJw/s1600-h/IMG_8487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329371636139524210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BYZMAYMCz5A/SfW7RFAjgHI/AAAAAAAAABw/kSYtuLyYEJw/s320/IMG_8487.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Zijie serving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BYZMAYMCz5A/SfW7FU5UCBI/AAAAAAAAABo/lfz_WZDO-QE/s1600-h/IMG_8488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329371434245687314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BYZMAYMCz5A/SfW7FU5UCBI/AAAAAAAAABo/lfz_WZDO-QE/s320/IMG_8488.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Glenn setting for our attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BYZMAYMCz5A/SfW6l4OWJRI/AAAAAAAAABg/oUt0u36x1qA/s1600-h/IMG_8478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329370893973333266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BYZMAYMCz5A/SfW6l4OWJRI/AAAAAAAAABg/oUt0u36x1qA/s320/IMG_8478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chen Xing decides to take things in his own hands. Zijie, glenn and kenneth looks on in awe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BYZMAYMCz5A/SfW6PsI1MzI/AAAAAAAAABY/2P9gQyYWumg/s1600-h/IMG_8473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329370512771855154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BYZMAYMCz5A/SfW6PsI1MzI/AAAAAAAAABY/2P9gQyYWumg/s320/IMG_8473.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A double block by Chen Xing ( Again?!!!) and Zijie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BYZMAYMCz5A/SfW5_1gCseI/AAAAAAAAABQ/thZ_5Euato4/s1600-h/IMG_8464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329370240407220706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BYZMAYMCz5A/SfW5_1gCseI/AAAAAAAAABQ/thZ_5Euato4/s320/IMG_8464.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Team huddle session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BYZMAYMCz5A/SfW5zXzXN9I/AAAAAAAAABI/Avcpci0m_DM/s1600-h/IMG_8460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329370026276763602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BYZMAYMCz5A/SfW5zXzXN9I/AAAAAAAAABI/Avcpci0m_DM/s320/IMG_8460.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wincoln setting up an attack as Galvin and Melvin looks on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BYZMAYMCz5A/SfW5qKrFN0I/AAAAAAAAABA/vSwWWqLq_y8/s1600-h/IMG_8456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329369868133545794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BYZMAYMCz5A/SfW5qKrFN0I/AAAAAAAAABA/vSwWWqLq_y8/s320/IMG_8456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Samuel spiking as Galvin looks on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BYZMAYMCz5A/SfW5YtEfbBI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Nl8hX8nnIEo/s1600-h/IMG_8448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329369568129281042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BYZMAYMCz5A/SfW5YtEfbBI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Nl8hX8nnIEo/s320/IMG_8448.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A double block by Ruiyang and Chenxing(who else?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BYZMAYMCz5A/SfW41LV5SMI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZReDZsvOLss/s1600-h/IMG_8447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329368957780052162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BYZMAYMCz5A/SfW41LV5SMI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZReDZsvOLss/s320/IMG_8447.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Melvin spiking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BYZMAYMCz5A/SfW4BXC2YoI/AAAAAAAAAAo/Yo0rL3BEk5E/s1600-h/IMG_8438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329368067568198274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BYZMAYMCz5A/SfW4BXC2YoI/AAAAAAAAAAo/Yo0rL3BEk5E/s320/IMG_8438.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A look of intense concentration on Chen Xing as he readies himself for the next ball.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BYZMAYMCz5A/SfW3j29fx-I/AAAAAAAAAAg/I1O7-oBVe90/s1600-h/IMG_8423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329367560739604450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BYZMAYMCz5A/SfW3j29fx-I/AAAAAAAAAAg/I1O7-oBVe90/s320/IMG_8423.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chen Xing strutting his stuff. ( Notice the glee of our PE teachers as they witness a star in the making and the blur of his hand, he can kinda imagine the speed of his spikes, I wouldnt want to be at the receiving end of it for sure*This pt dun apply to weng)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BYZMAYMCz5A/SfW2klxmnVI/AAAAAAAAAAY/w5DwuVajAMU/s1600-h/IMG_8405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329366473794559314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BYZMAYMCz5A/SfW2klxmnVI/AAAAAAAAAAY/w5DwuVajAMU/s320/IMG_8405.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The impressive Chen Xing with another of his fearsome spikes, albeit without a net.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry ppl as majority shots are of cx, Photographer teck yuke seems to be pretty enamoured by him. I wil make sure that it is a fair and equal distribution next time round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-3227853002647032021?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/3227853002647032021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=3227853002647032021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/3227853002647032021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/3227853002647032021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2009/04/zijie-with-successful-dig.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BYZMAYMCz5A/SfW8MbeMxkI/AAAAAAAAACA/MKXLLADjDlo/s72-c/IMG_8481.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-3628408005241162025</id><published>2009-04-27T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T06:25:42.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hwachong volleyball got off to a flying start for their A division campaign as they cruise to 25 -7 25 - 6 straight sets victory. A sturdy defence and a clinical attack was what formed the foundation of this victory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon kian keong, Tan Ruiyang, Yu Chenxing, Wincoln Tham, Galvin Lim, Melvin Goh and Samuel Ng started the first set. Despite several hiccups in the initial stages of the game which saw yjc almost catch up at 4-3, Hwachong began pulling away with several excellent serves from Samuel. This coupled with some good attacking work by melvin and Galvin ensured that hwachong never needed to step up the gear to achieve victory. Samuel impressed with his intelligent play and the set was wrapped up by Ruiyang who sent a spike down the line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wholesale changes to the lineup were made in the second set with Glenn, Lennis, Kuan He, Zijie, Wincoln, Kenneth and Chen Xing playing. Several good serves by Kenneth coupled with impressive attacking play by Kuan He and Lennis saw Hwachong race to a 5-0 lead. However this was eventually cut short due to miscommunication between Glenn and Zijie which resulted in a stray ball landing on our court unsaved. Hwachong quickly recovered with Glenn and Lennis linking up for a successful quick attack and started to pull away. Two successive blocks by Chen Xing and Zijie ensured that Hwachong took a 7 point lead at 9-2. This lead was immediately extended by Kuan He who demonstrated his serving prowess, this created confusion among the yjc team as they simply had no answers for his Jump Floats which was hugely unpredictable in its flight patterns. Chen Xing found himself in impressive form as his offensive blocks ensured that Hwachong established an unassailable lead of 15-3. The Yjc attack simply could not find a way past his outstretched arms as he single-handedly halted their attacking moves. Yjc managed to salvage a point when a drop shot by them landed on our court unsaved. This brief respite was ended in the next move as Kenneth won back our serving rights with a cross court spike. With the game at 19-4, Hwachong refused to step off the pedal and pressed on for the win, an excellent dig by wincoln broke up the attacking play of Yjc and this enabled kenneth to link up well with Glenn, although Yjc managed to save his crosscourt shot, Chen Xing was at hand to ensure that the point was ours with yet another block. The next point was won by Kenneth who sent a clinical spike following a quick attack by the very impressive chen xing. Chen Xing then completed his sterling performance with an ace serve to keep hwachong on course for victory at 22-5. The game was finally wrapped up as the opponent failed to deal with the ball sent over by wincoln following excellent defensive work by Glenn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next game will be against tjc on the next monday. Go Hwachong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-3628408005241162025?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/3628408005241162025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=3628408005241162025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/3628408005241162025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/3628408005241162025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2009/04/hwachong-volleyball-got-off-to-flying.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-1803045029567156911</id><published>2009-04-24T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T22:38:33.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This coming monday will be out first match. For many in the team, this represents the start of the last shot that we will have at the volleyball nationals. Lets make good this last chance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-1803045029567156911?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/1803045029567156911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=1803045029567156911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/1803045029567156911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/1803045029567156911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-coming-monday-will-be-out-first.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-3989127780287216082</id><published>2009-04-07T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T08:39:11.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And time is slipping right through my hands. I can see it. I can feel it. But there is nothing I can do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-3989127780287216082?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/3989127780287216082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=3989127780287216082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/3989127780287216082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/3989127780287216082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2009/04/and-time-is-slipping-right-through-my.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-8994027113441694692</id><published>2009-03-31T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T08:13:08.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was one hell of an emotional roller coaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch at high sch canteen and when everyone left, and it was just me and zhen rui sitting on the same bench, we starting reminiscing and those old memories just came flowing back in gushes. The canteen queues, the class territory, the food, the people and their habits, the chats, the fun and just everyone. Mr tan, I believe volleyball and basketball will always be grateful for your support though more often than not, your words were harsh and dripped of sarcasm. Anyway, the intense physical punishments which you dole out with glee when we were playing in uniform and when I was in the taf club really made me a fitter guy. Thanks. And so, both us rambled on and on about the good old times and entertained each other with our little prattle. Ha. Just glad that we had such joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After training, me zj yuke chen xing and ruiyang had dinner at astons as always, we were missing a few regulars anyway like darren jd and weng. But it was equally fun, had a great chat as always and I trust that we had a good laugh together as usual. It is weird that we never run out of topics to chat and gossip about. Appreciate you all alot. You often need to have immense luck to have such an incredible gang of friends who are unpretentious, fun loving, sporting and with whom you are completely comfortable with. Especially with many ppl living constantly in pretence and revels in the opportunity to delude others into a false sense of security. A pity that several ppl drifted away during the course of six years though. Just glad that I had such fantastic company. For every good friend there will also be a nasty one lurking around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am paticularly irked by several self delusional individuals. They are immensely satisfied when they are able to lure someone into this veil of security and self assurance. Besides, they constantly convince themselves that they deserve something more than everyone else and frequently find excuses to cover up their faults. Sick and tired of this. Really. Shall continue my personal crusade.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End.....Unhappy ultimately&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-8994027113441694692?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/8994027113441694692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=8994027113441694692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/8994027113441694692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/8994027113441694692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2009/03/today-was-one-hell-of-emotional-roller.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-2225561766179663459</id><published>2009-03-26T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T07:55:30.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blocks over! damn happy but I am quite apprehensive when it comes to chem lessons. Haiz, dun dare to face my teacher. Hmm anyway! I want to thank everyone who wished me happy birthday! And my class! And my team! For celebrating my birthday for me! HAHA. Seasons coming, I am supposedly the reporter for the team la. Heh seriously hope that WE WIN! I love my team and my friends. I hope days with trainings never end. I hate chem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay random bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-2225561766179663459?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/2225561766179663459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=2225561766179663459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/2225561766179663459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/2225561766179663459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2009/03/blocks-over-damn-happy-but-i-am-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-8644702126258488829</id><published>2009-03-12T04:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T04:36:35.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I am crazy. I am actually going beijing. Leaving at twelve later in the night. I think I must have a screw loose up there. For so long we have talked about breaking free from the societal confines. As much as I am reluctant to go, I am secretly glad that I am doing something that I will not do previously. Going overseas in the midst of block test? Brave or stupid. Only time will tell. At least I did something I wanted and I overcame the paranoia of missing out on study. Enough. I really think I made an impulsive decision..for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-8644702126258488829?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/8644702126258488829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=8644702126258488829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/8644702126258488829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/8644702126258488829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-think-i-am-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-7081725187537960191</id><published>2009-03-06T07:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T07:32:04.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The earlier part of this year, I have often doubted if my choices were actually right? This will be followed by a seemingly endless process of painful debate with myself to weigh if the choice I made is actually right. More often than not, I found myself constantly worried of my direction in life and sought to extricate myself out of this entire mess by trying to placate myself with reasons I come up with myself. But these days, I am surprisingly contented with life, it seems as I have found this semblance of peace in my life which I wished for so much, slight as it is. No more conflicting perspectives in my head, just one staunch viewpoint about how I should go about living my life. Thats good I guess. Recently both  coach and mr tan praised me, to say that I was touched would not be an incorrect term. I am actually glad that both of them actually felt my presence, the point here is that I am not some old relic that had been discarded and long forgotten. And when some of my teammates gave me a at on the back, I actually felt really fulfilled. Thanks everyone. You are the ones that made me feel part of the team, of the family. Really appreciate it. All the best for our volleyball team! Sweep everything before us and make this season a great one. Work hard!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-7081725187537960191?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/7081725187537960191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=7081725187537960191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/7081725187537960191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/7081725187537960191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2009/03/earlier-part-of-this-year-i-have-often.html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-1719823715887978441</id><published>2009-02-13T09:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T09:05:43.554-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wont ever stop working until the very end, not when all hope is lost, not when the chips are all down, I dun want to live with a regret that is going to last for life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-1719823715887978441?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/1719823715887978441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=1719823715887978441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/1719823715887978441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/1719823715887978441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-wont-ever-stop-working-until-very-end.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-5211590122957198759</id><published>2009-02-09T07:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T07:08:25.808-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yujie's (tag) blog is always such a joy to read.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-5211590122957198759?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/5211590122957198759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=5211590122957198759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/5211590122957198759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/5211590122957198759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2009/02/yujies-tag-blog-is-always-such-joy-to.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-9069816264295747196</id><published>2009-01-21T07:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T07:40:34.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes I really wonder if I have got my perspectives right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training so persistently and for what ultimately?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness, I have sort that out myself some time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the company? Or to give myself a sense of a purpose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the heart wins over the brain in such a weird fashion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have made to right choice in pursuing the intangible rewards rather than the  tangible ones for attending trainings, in a way, I have gained so much more in terms of the relationships forged and the laughs i shared than others who may have been better skilled but have not enjoyed trg as much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The purpose again for this post? To convince people not in contention for the main 12 to train consistently. To encourage fellow teammates who have doubts about attending training to reconsider again. Sometimes, we just need to appreciate the intangibles in life a little more. Do you attend trainings just so you can have a shot at standing on the winning podium or more so you can have a good time with your teammates, sweating and working together. This is my own perspective, dun ever let the decisions you make be influenced by a great deal of pragmatism, by being so calculative, you may stand to even lose so much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, four more months before all trainings halt and our high sch vball career to come to an abrupt end. Lets train hard and treasure the remaining time we have. If the team wins, we win coz we are part of it, ignore the main 12 part, it is only a selection of names cast in ink and paper, so lets all fight hard and not let any doubts about attending trainings come to mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which a quote from coach comes to my mind, something like after we graduate we will all be busy with our own lives, and probably wont be seeing each other for quite a while. This is so cruelly true and to me the quote was poignant to an extent. Such is reality...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope all of you enjoy the remaining trainings while it last. For many, this may be our last shot at the nationals. Lets hope all of us make it good. Really enjoyed the company throughout the five years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just heard "a little piece of heaven" by a7x, it is nice in a creepy way. Morbid song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best song that describe my current disappointment. Disenchanted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-9069816264295747196?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/9069816264295747196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=9069816264295747196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/9069816264295747196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/9069816264295747196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2009/01/sometimes-i-really-wonder-if-i-have-got.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-339992013438247635</id><published>2009-01-20T06:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T06:47:13.214-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Charles is seriously wtf. So I shall include him in the weekly volleyball memorable quotes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Charles why u so imba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles: My hand injured la where got? (implying that he would be even more imba without the "injured" wrist hindering his progress)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Charles why do you play so well when u train for only 2 months a year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles: Where got! I train in taiwan also&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and everyone within the 5m radius:....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Charles why is ur fitness so lousy but you are still able to hang for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles: Hanging is not dependent on abs, the key is to have a strong back, and I have a strong back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Seriously... WTF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)&lt;br /&gt;Charles was touched out by someone, when everyone turned to question whether he touched the ball, he immediately turns around to survey the sentiments of the people surrounding him, after in depth analysis he found out that 90% of the people playing the match knew that he touched the ball, he immediately raised both of his hands in an "I surrender" fashion and confessed to his misdeeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When questioned about why he hesitated to admit, he claimed that the ball nicked the tip of his fingertip and he did not know whether he touched the ball as he couldnt feel it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can probably tell from the 4 examples that charles is a guy with an extremely intriguing personality, complemented with the pristine state of his integrity. His antics on court have indeed assauged our doubts about his honesty. Truly charles, I admire your perseverance and your willingness to fight through the pain barrier for the team. Despite suffering from a horrific wrist "injury", you had managed to draw upon your immense mental reserves and continue training to reach your optimum training target of a princely two months a year. For your info, you are the only man I have seen to be able to serve a ball out of bounds and spike so hard even with your grieviously injured wrist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, your ability to weave magic with solely your hair is astounding to say the least. I seriously do not think that there is another guy in this world who can change his hairstyle four times in a timespan of a month. From the retro "mozart" look, to the stylo milo spiked hair with a fringe, to the revolutionary "front botak but leave a fringe at the back" haircut which had single handedly changed the face of 21st century hair styling, and lastly back to the good old botak cut. You have seriously brought us through the different eras of mankind relying on just your hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope we train happily and may you enlighten us even further.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-339992013438247635?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/339992013438247635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=339992013438247635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/339992013438247635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/339992013438247635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2009/01/charles-is-seriously-wtf.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-5289369419953358942</id><published>2009-01-04T08:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T09:18:14.364-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New year was spent at my house. Bbq and stuff. Great company, great food, great memories. I have often stressed that my volleyball team mates and juniors are the very reason why I enjoyed my high sch years so much. Thats why I shall shut up today. Thanks ppl for the great company and to dudes like junhao for inspiring me to be one of the more prolific critics in the team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eighteen soon, but not an inkling of what I really want to be or want to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-5289369419953358942?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/5289369419953358942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=5289369419953358942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/5289369419953358942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/5289369419953358942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year-was-spent-at-my-house.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-2234523664948724782</id><published>2008-12-28T06:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T07:37:44.524-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Christmas for the past few years has been a special fixture in my life.  It is the day when my friends come together, have a good time talking and just have fun together. But this year, I dint exactly long for christmas to come as I would normally do, rather I did not want it to arrive so quickly, not that I have come to detest the company of my friends. Its just the fact that I am going to be eighteen soon keeps pounding in my head. As I edge to adulthood, I gradually grew aware of the complexities of life, the other side of life that is not as pretty. I detest the day when I have to assume the responsibilities of being an adult. When I was still a kid, it was easy to dream, to have big ambitions, but as I grew older, I found my dreams increasingly constrained by material demands and my ability. I have barely stepped into adulthood, and yet I have come to hate it, the days when my cerulean eyes sparkle with a special innocence is long gone, replaced by one that is weary and dreadful of the incoming avalanche of worries that adulthood brings about. I dread the day when my friends part ways and go on with their own life and their ambitions. I have grown to cherish every occasion and time that we spend together. I guess the only consolation is that I really enjoyed my teenage years tremendously, it was this period when I really had the time of my life, I dun regret not spending more time mugging for better results, good results may give me a moment of happiness but it can never translate into the joy I had with all my friends. Then again A levels is looming ahead, I guess its time I start slogging my guts out in the following year. Its a real pity though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Christmas was really good this year, had fun and everything. Thanks to everyone who made my year. As our teenage years slip away from us, I really think its time for everyone to just cherish their teenage years and learn to love every moment even the bad ones and the angry ones when everyone turn incarnadine with anger. All the best for the following year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this new year will be a blast as usual.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-2234523664948724782?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/2234523664948724782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=2234523664948724782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/2234523664948724782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/2234523664948724782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-for-past-few-years-has-been.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-5725951474722961022</id><published>2008-12-19T21:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T21:58:32.831-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Christmas is coming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plans for the busy week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get presents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore vs Vietnam @ Kallang stadium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yumei house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;east coast duno do what&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merry christmas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-5725951474722961022?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/5725951474722961022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=5725951474722961022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/5725951474722961022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/5725951474722961022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-is-coming-plans-for-busy-week.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-4445008531396498679</id><published>2008-12-15T07:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T07:30:52.144-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life after my trips to USA and China had been mundane at best. Its great to be back after a month away. USA din't really blow me away except for maybe disneyland &amp;amp; vegas. Disneyland was really a magical place, it made me feel like a kid again, the wild anticipation of holidays and fun. The belief that mickey really existed. Ha, the childlike innocence that we all once possessed had been quickly overtaken by an apprehension to grow up as we edge into our adulthood. As the disneyland castle lit up in hues of blue and green, for once I sincerely believed in the magic of the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vegas on the other hand was at the complete end of the spectrum. Bright neon lights and giant hotels replete with giant roman statues and elaborate themes bring along a whole different perspective to the word fun. Spectacular shows amidst settings so sleazy it was akin to screaming sin city right into my face. I guess thats what las vegas is all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ocip trip was a journey of self discovery for me I guess. The journey to rediscover and inspire me to greater heights. Really had fun over there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life now should be reading and training. Thats all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-4445008531396498679?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/4445008531396498679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=4445008531396498679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/4445008531396498679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/4445008531396498679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2008/12/life-after-my-trips-to-usa-and-china.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-2419352670213647300</id><published>2008-11-09T07:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T07:23:54.825-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pw finally ended last week, could feel the relief from everyone including myself, but along with the relief I felt a strange unexplainable loss, we may bicker and quarrel incessantly but towards the end I felt that we worked really well and everyone made an effort to help each other. The skit that never was and everything, had my share of fun I guess, thanks pw mates, it had been a fun and unique experience working with all of you, probably our first and our last time working together, haha. It was fun while it lasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ytd had 4L gathering, it was really nice coming together again like old times, having fun, chattering about silly stuff, listening to the melodious voice of jindao, cheering, making fools of ourselves with the infamous outcries. Twenty two friends turned up and I would really like to thank them, haha, it was really fun and kind of heartwarming that they still bothered to turn up. Cheesy piece man. Haha. Had real trouble starting the fire but we did it in the end man, haha, food was average but the company made my time really enjoyable. Cheers 4L, I hope that this will be the start of the many gatherings we will have. Thanks zb for organising this bbq.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-2419352670213647300?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/2419352670213647300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=2419352670213647300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/2419352670213647300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/2419352670213647300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2008/11/pw-finally-ended-last-week-could-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-1031757781271677346</id><published>2008-11-05T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T21:27:04.484-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I recently read a book "snow falling on cedars". It was really good and it got me contemplating again. I am worried about the inherent prejudice that is present when people judge. It is like venom that is coursing through our veins. I find that its amusing that I am pondering over stuff like this when I am seventeen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-1031757781271677346?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/1031757781271677346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=1031757781271677346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/1031757781271677346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/1031757781271677346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-recently-read-book-snow-falling-on.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-6563432977437443335</id><published>2008-10-27T03:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T03:55:21.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When can I really and truly blog about my unhappiness, about how I truly feel, without fear of needing to contend with the resentment of the bunch of people I derive my unhappiness from. This is supposed to be something private. I am not someone itching for a fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I just have to live with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-6563432977437443335?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/6563432977437443335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=6563432977437443335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/6563432977437443335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/6563432977437443335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2008/10/when-can-i-really-and-truly-blog-about.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-1534472372020543819</id><published>2008-10-26T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T19:00:43.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am at ease with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bear no grudges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confined to my house recently due to my recent bout of illness. So weekends were uneventful I guess. Just read and read. I feel like a failure, I have read so much throughout my entire life, but I have yet to determine the true purpose of reading. Do I read to broaden my sphere of knowledge? To seek solace? Or to escape?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-1534472372020543819?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/1534472372020543819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=1534472372020543819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/1534472372020543819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/1534472372020543819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-am-at-ease-with-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-6928249181601923224</id><published>2008-10-20T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T06:09:33.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had a taste of how a vagrant lived like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drifting around the town with not a soul in sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping and resting on benches, looking into the dark abyss that is the night sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Counting stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shan't rant about how people piss me off anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is simply no reason and no need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What for do you need a face when you don a mask all the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-6928249181601923224?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/6928249181601923224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=6928249181601923224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/6928249181601923224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/6928249181601923224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2008/10/had-taste-of-how-vagrant-lived-like.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-3741313481258131900</id><published>2008-10-05T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T07:49:25.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Come on ppl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let all the fun stayovers and chalets and trips oversea take over my life now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-3741313481258131900?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/3741313481258131900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=3741313481258131900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/3741313481258131900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/3741313481258131900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2008/10/come-on-ppl-let-all-fun-stayovers-and.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-2778846746654045515</id><published>2008-09-30T09:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T09:28:24.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Promos are over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My worries are over. Supposedly so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i remain oblivious to the impending joy that is supposed to engulf me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it was my lousy performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe the fact that i am the only one that ended so early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so the monotony of my life continues even after promos...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-2778846746654045515?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/2778846746654045515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=2778846746654045515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/2778846746654045515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/2778846746654045515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2008/09/promos-are-over.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-3625342100902147358</id><published>2008-09-29T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T09:44:34.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I have the knack of making snide remarks at the right time everytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gift?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curse?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-3625342100902147358?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/3625342100902147358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=3625342100902147358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/3625342100902147358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/3625342100902147358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-think-i-have-knack-of-making-snide.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-6403006439154615772</id><published>2008-09-23T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T08:22:34.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Promos start tmr.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some ppl in class are really .... DAMN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nvm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-6403006439154615772?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/6403006439154615772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=6403006439154615772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/6403006439154615772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/6403006439154615772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2008/09/promos-start-tmr.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-1714696591932237218</id><published>2008-09-12T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T22:07:35.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DAMN I am sick during this critical period.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-1714696591932237218?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/1714696591932237218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=1714696591932237218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/1714696591932237218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/1714696591932237218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2008/09/damn-i-am-sick-during-this-critical.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-4252301719385999428</id><published>2008-09-09T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T08:34:02.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nvm, to forgive and to forget. Tolerance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-4252301719385999428?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/4252301719385999428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=4252301719385999428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/4252301719385999428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/4252301719385999428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2008/09/nvm-to-forgive-and-to-forget.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-5659388525892064696</id><published>2008-09-09T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T08:26:52.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Am seriously disillushioned. Besides my math, chem and sea history teacher or even my econs teacher, i have absolutely nothing to look forward in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a torrid time in jc. In high school, i bear few grudges, but now I seem to find fault in every nook and cranny. Jc is just a reflection of society I guess, where people put on a facade and you do not even know who is shooting who behind your back. It is such a scary prospect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture your superior putting on a warm smile, guiding you gently into the workings of the company, but behind your back, in a sudden flurry of words, she indulges into the practice of self righteousness in front of her boss. Flagrant lies, dramatic exaggerations flowing from her mouth like she had rehearsed for it all along, all done in a straight face that demands outright sympathy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hereby demand an anwer from whoever you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you expect us to commit ourselves when you are all words and no actions sort of person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you expect us to bother you when you flirt so blatantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you expect us to respect you when you do not even respect the integrity of your words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you expect us to take you seriously when you undermine our efforts all of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never seen so many self righteous ppl in my entire life till I went to jc.&lt;br /&gt;You disregard our efforts which far exceed yours, you are so full of your entire self.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder whether all you see in the mirror of your life is you and all the superficialities that follows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never every felt so unhappy, so out of place, so angry at any pt of my life until now. So people treasure your high sch lives before you step into jc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn where are the good old times.&lt;br /&gt;END OF RANT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-5659388525892064696?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/5659388525892064696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=5659388525892064696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/5659388525892064696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/5659388525892064696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2008/09/am-seriously-disillushioned.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-8665219800934011525</id><published>2008-09-07T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T08:08:53.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eh, how in the world can a blog with meaningless content and random photos win the sg blogger award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This world..I dun understand it no more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-8665219800934011525?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/8665219800934011525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=8665219800934011525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/8665219800934011525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/8665219800934011525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2008/09/eh-how-in-world-can-blog-with.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-3771908684394147887</id><published>2008-09-04T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T10:12:20.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Am I that incomprehensible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a million questions I want to ask myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no, I wont engage in activities that are derogatory to my intelligence anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine had been insulted through and through and thats the end of it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for me to move on man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of crusade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter closed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-3771908684394147887?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/3771908684394147887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=3771908684394147887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/3771908684394147887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/3771908684394147887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2008/09/am-i-that-incomprehensible-time-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-1623775081269753481</id><published>2008-09-01T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T08:21:19.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No matter what ppl may say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how they convince me it will be a complete waste of my effort and it will be completely useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided to give it a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To fight for everyone I care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my juniors. For my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see light.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-1623775081269753481?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/1623775081269753481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=1623775081269753481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/1623775081269753481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/1623775081269753481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2008/09/no-matter-what-ppl-may-say.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-6990734288938483341</id><published>2008-09-01T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T08:23:45.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When complete sentences with perfect grammar collude to form contradictory points that suspends in mid air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lesson is learnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't attempt linguistic excellence when it is beyond your means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It backfires spectacularly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: This is not meant to be a personal attack to anyone. So please do not be oversensitive and assume it is directed at you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-6990734288938483341?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/6990734288938483341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=6990734288938483341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/6990734288938483341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/6990734288938483341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2008/09/when-complete-sentences-with-perfect.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-655025649418572695</id><published>2008-08-30T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T02:28:50.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The ring of this particular song "I am so so so sorry, I am so so so sorry, I didnt mean to..." prompted me to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to clear some of the mist engulfing the people reading my blog. Apparently yours truly dint get what I meant. I guess I should have expected that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, champ, is singular, hence it refers to only one person, and so this term has no link at all the other 3 Dynamic Scholarly Aristocrat. Please refrain from clumping three of them with you as we have absolutely no issues with them. I am sure you enormous mental capacity will be able to digest this piece of information. Please indicate or hint if it is too uphill a task for you to process the present information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now it appears that we are the venomous snakes instead. I am particularly sure and positive that we are those insidious, backstabbing people that you termed us. As the scums of this earth, we should just vanish from the face of the earth. I feel oh so guilty. Pardon me, its sincere, this apology, its just my slang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...there must be a perfect reason why we can live in harmony with the other three aristocrats and not you. This reason, I have yet to decipher it.... but I am sure you have with your infinite wisdom of course. I am now preparing to slug it out with my miniscule brain working overtime in order to come up with a perfectly fine reason why we exist in disharmony with you and only you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologise for the ludicrous comments that I have made in the past. I was wrong and I admit to the flagrant judgmental errors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its indeed our fault to extend so much hospitality to you and the fellow aristocrats to make you feel so welcome. By making you feel as welcomed as the fellow aristocrats. We are instead making you feel so unwelcomed. We should treat you in the best manner we could, with all the royalties that you deserve, after all, yours truly have royalty blood within you. We should be put to death when we dole out equal treatment to the aristocrats. Hence, that explains the fact why we are able to exist in perfect harmony with the other three aristocrats while you remain so enigmatic a character to us. It is indeed our fault because you deserved better. We should have worshipped you the way you so truly and genuinely worshipped us. I am sure those words you espoused when you were worshipping us were unpretentious and earnest. Once again we were wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its indeed our fault to feel uncomfortable when you throw your weight around. Being the boss, I am absolutely sure you have the automatic right to boss us around like some dung. You were absolutely right to throw your tantrums and moodswings at us. Its wrong for us to make such incredulous claims that you were being unreasonable and moody. SHIT US. You must have been in some deep deep emotional turmoil of unknown origins unknown proportions. Okay, lets just put it as a emotional turmoil that isn't even there. Maybe its beyond our minute understanding to be able to comprehend this emotional tsunami you are facing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its indeed our fault to feel terribly insulted when you put our juniors down like some pricks who had been failures. We are indeed incomparable with your mighty highness when it comes to achievements. I admit we are shit coz we do not know how to clean our butts properly in the o-so-dignified way you do. Pardon us for our insolence. We deserve to be insulted. Please continue to do so in the future. After all, you meant good with your insults. We too aspire to be able to clean our backsides in a truly dignified fashion. Sorry for not comprehending all the care and concern you have for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its indeed our fault to extend our invitation to you to join the comp in a bid to mould the team together. After all, we should have credited you foresight for moulding the future team together by forming such a team. To think I have undermined your vision and intelligence yet again. Shame on me. You must have had a particular rationale in your mind when you set your mind on forming such a team. Forgive our pea brains for not able to realise what a great cause you are fulfilling. I am sure its for the greatness of the team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its indeed our fault when we feel disgruntled that you aren't doing anything as the king. After all, we slaves are suppose to listen to your orders, not to question the purpose. Okay, my incompetence again, we dint even had any orders to begin with. I am sure you had our welfare at heart. You dint want us to work too hard by attending too many sessions of rigorous exercise. You dint want us to be overseas because we will be too worn out. I express my utmost gratitude towards you for your sincere care and concern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are too many cases where we are wrong. Would like to list them all out but is simply impossible for me to cope with the intellectual requirements needed. Sorry again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sincerely only wanted to recreate the fun times of the past. But I guess its impossible with yours truly with your absolute humility and tiny ego around. We are simply incompatible coz each of us have egos the size of the entire universe. So sorry that we can't handle the sheer size of yours. We previously put the blame on you for creating disharmony, but I guess you were right and we were wrong. After all, we failed to feel to sincerity in you as a person with all your fancy presents of sorts. I am sure what you have been doing thats beyond our current understanding serves a far greater purpose for the entire universe. I am really sure. So thanks I guess. Dun disppoint us will you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure at the end of the day that you are able to comprehend what I am saying here. I hope my meagre analysis will be able to fulfill the gargantuam intellectual capacity of your highness. Hope again that the words are used are not simplistic to the extent that reading it will be an insult to yous truly. In case it is insufficient, what i meant in short was that we were wrong to even doubt you. Hence its right for you to describe as us venomous, backstabbing infidels. After all, we did bit deep into the piece of flesh situated around the middle of your ass. Sorry for the grievous emotional and physical pain we have put you through. I am certain that we were wrong la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would really like to end of with "so you can put the blame on me, you can put the blame on me, you can put the blame on me, you can put the blame on me....."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, its akon if you dun know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-655025649418572695?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/655025649418572695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=655025649418572695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/655025649418572695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/655025649418572695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2008/08/ring-of-this-particular-song-i-am-so-so.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-6121254584342018532</id><published>2008-08-25T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T11:00:52.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Apparently my eagerness to post overwhelmed my rational thinking and so here I AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This particular &lt;strong&gt;champion&lt;/strong&gt; happens to be an extremely intelligent and skilful man. So I shall divide this post into several categories due to the sheer width and depth of his abilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Intelligence&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Possessing an enormous amount of IQ, this man had shone brightly in numerous occasions, providing glimpses of his intellect. In fact, he is held in such high regard that even the esteemed and prestigious MAF sports commitee had to buckle when he recently altered the very meaning of "past" and "present". The myth that the definitons of both words were absolutely correct was shattered as this very man shook the very foundation of english language itself. Through his sheer brilliance, it was proven that past was in reality the present and the present consisted of the past itself alongside with FUTURE. This earth shattering, ground breaker of a discovery had enlightened the rest of mankind who had been previously held in a state of mental blindness as they followed the old definitions of past and present blindly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To overturn and redefine terms that have stood for centuries is certainly no mean feat, it requires an innate ability to think OUT OF THE BOX, an ego that is infinite in size and an extremely persuasive to make people believe in him. This is a true act of personal courage and it deserves mankind's utmost respect. The effect of his discovery is stratospheric and no amount of praise can be sufficiently accorded for this great achievement that certainly stands at the pinnacle of human civilisation, a major landmark for human achievements. Truly, no man had achieved that much and to attain this level of success is simply stunning to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Humility&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His humility easily makes him one of the most easy going people around. With today's world shrouded in a mist of deception and lies. It is indeed rare to see that this champ possesses such a "genuine" sense of humility. A true mark of a great man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite his impressive credentials, this man goes around proclaiming that everyone deserves his worshipping. Besides, he also has this precocious ability to severly overrate his opponents, eg. imagine likening goh ee hong to rio ferdinand as well as the ability to severely underestimate himself, eg. cristiano ronaldo insisting that he is as skilfull as tew junhao. That is exactly what he does! Such humility is rarely seen and opponents and teammates certainly &lt;em&gt;respect&lt;/em&gt; him for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not ever doubt the sincerity of his words. His comments are downright earnest and candid. He is known to change his opinions at his whims and fancies, a player he liken to god can be described as a dog if that player ever incurs his wrath. Such virtuous and wholehearted comments is an absolute rarity in the evil society today and they should be treasured tremendously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His level of humility is peerless and unmatched and that truly makes him a true champion in the people's eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ass licking&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This rare piece of skill is so powerful that only a select group of people is able to handle it. Its sheer complexity ensures that only the smartest of the smart and the strongest of the strong are able to pick them up. Clearly, this man is the only true master of this art left on this very earth, his legendary asslicking skills are known to leave the ass dry and spanking clean. One lick from him, one will find himself unwittingly agreeing to his every perspective. However, not everyone is able to get get their ass licked by him, he or she have to be of royalty and of massive importance to his life in order to get this immense honour that will bring glory to oneself as well as to the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Master of disguise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A true ninja. Well endowed with an ability to disguise objects hundred times his actual size eg.his personal ego, this true master of the ninjitsu is widely viewed as the stealthiest man on earth. Beware and prepare to be held in awe as he swing from mood to mood at no particular indication. Befriending you and hating you could happen in a matter of seconds. This speed of moodswings is currently unrivalled and he is utterly dominating in this field. What a winner, what a champion.The world has seen no greater man than the champ himself. Sometimes you just have to marvel at this man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry but I have to end here. Please contribute his numerous strengths so that I an elaborate on them. I salute you da CHAMP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-6121254584342018532?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/6121254584342018532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=6121254584342018532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/6121254584342018532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/6121254584342018532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2008/08/apparently-my-eagerness-to-post.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-1955291262760258778</id><published>2008-08-25T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T11:02:00.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rocked by the recent rumours of disloyalty and disharmony, the hci camp is in deep crisis. Cracks have emerged beneath the facade of harmony and peace. The head installed turned out to be a champion who rose to power mainly because of his ass licking skills. His legendary skills have enabled him to mask the sheer size of his ego, blinding teammates and friends alike. Insidious elements have crumbled the very integrity of the hci team. Before this case of factionalism worsen in the coming year, the existing group of hci team members must band together and take radical action to stem this tide of green and white from eroding the foundation which the hci values are built on. So lets summon the puppet to rectify this problem. Let the great jump forward begin.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No time to blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will describe this champ in teh coming weeks when I am free.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-1955291262760258778?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/1955291262760258778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=1955291262760258778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/1955291262760258778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/1955291262760258778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2008/08/rocked-by-recent-rumours-of-disloyalty.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-6051064500859302311</id><published>2008-08-24T04:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T04:41:36.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Olympics is ending today. I had been catching it without fail everyday when I reach home till midnight. It had been such a great source of inspiration to me the past few weeks, with teams like U.S.A winning the men volleyball gold when confronted with emotional turmoil, michael phelps winning the unprecedented eight gold medals, the female divers from China showing their overwhelming superiority by scoring near perfect marks for each category and many more such cases. All of them are champions in their own right. To even make it to the olympics is a feat itself. Minus the cases of doping and disrespect, it had been such an awe inspiring event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally felt quite disturbed to see people cheering some athletes on or watching the olympics just to be trendy. It is indeed intriguing to see people previously not interested in sports suddenly waxing lyrical of a particular high achieving athlete. I am amazed at the frivolity of their comments as well as their ability to pick up an interest in such a flash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, a revolution is lurking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-6051064500859302311?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/6051064500859302311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=6051064500859302311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/6051064500859302311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/6051064500859302311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2008/08/olympics-is-ending-today.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-1873117056263365576</id><published>2008-08-21T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T09:13:50.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A typical conversation with my fav pw teacher goes like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To him, I am a student who speaks chinese in school and hokkien at home since the day I fooled him. He seems to believe that I lack the basic fundamentals of the English language. Something I found quite amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: Your eom got something wrong.....(rambles on)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Nodded my head....kept quiet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: You know what I am talking about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: (Kept quiet).....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: Sorry but are you a foreign student?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: (found out something fun I could do) I....I.....not..foreigner.....Me Singaporean(obviously in broken english)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: Really? then how are your gp grades. Do you need help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I...U for gp.....I dun need help.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: You seriously need help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I already read one newspaper article a day..... and a page of a story book a day....my english will improve soon.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: Thats not how you learn english.....(rambles on with his sophisticated english to increase his aura of superiority)... Do you speak english?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: No I dun't......I speak chinese in school and hokkien at home....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: You seriously need help for gp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME:....(STUNNED)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZB: (giggles) trust me, he really don't need any help (laughter follows)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class explodes into laughter.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Episode two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: Can you don't speak chinese in class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: kept quiet (forced to speak chinese to keep up with the facade)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: Zb I challenge you to five different sports....if you can win I shall treat you to anything in the canteen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zb: Okay.....(decides on the sport, 4 of which are racquet games which was his forte)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Unfair....You so old...erm...as in experienced...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zb: Its alright...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: I am old!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: You have age advantage...you are twice as old as zb and you play the sports for over twenty years already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him:.....ignore my protests&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: Lets set a date for this thrashing...what do I get if i win you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: You get a boost to your ego&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: Believe me, I don't need any boost to my ego&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: wah dint know your ego so dua (for ur info, it is big, in case you are like him knows nuts about other language besides english)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: Believe me, it is gargantuam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: (pretend I duno, start to scratch head)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: (feeling superior) Wah speak ang moh with me ar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I practise long long already....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: Whats dua, anyway the way you speak it is very vulgar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Look who is talking ( this teacher spits vulgarities at an extremely astonishing rate....up to one time a min when he engages in sports, he will curse and swear whenever he loses a point)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: (Silence, walks away, still reveling in the fact that I can't speak English)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: (Chuckling at his ignorance that he is the fool himself)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so pw lessons are such a livewire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They bring life to the monotony of schoolwork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a relief...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so the drama escalates.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-1873117056263365576?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/1873117056263365576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=1873117056263365576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/1873117056263365576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/1873117056263365576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2008/08/typical-conversation-with-my-fav-pw.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-4090268105907356439</id><published>2008-08-11T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T06:38:55.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BYZMAYMCz5A/SKBAl5jZAlI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/QGRiaeUIukc/s1600-h/DSC03582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BYZMAYMCz5A/SKBAl5jZAlI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/QGRiaeUIukc/s320/DSC03582.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233253786853114450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUDY HARD (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-4090268105907356439?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/4090268105907356439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=4090268105907356439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/4090268105907356439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/4090268105907356439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2008/08/study-hard.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BYZMAYMCz5A/SKBAl5jZAlI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/QGRiaeUIukc/s72-c/DSC03582.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-8701922594537913753</id><published>2008-08-11T04:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T04:04:06.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I dun understand some people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can go home straight after school to finish several chapts of ten year series and tutorials every day and still say you dun mug at the end of the day. Then i don't know what is mugging.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-8701922594537913753?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/8701922594537913753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=8701922594537913753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/8701922594537913753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/8701922594537913753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-dun-understand-some-people.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-1140276940119402501</id><published>2008-08-06T09:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T04:10:43.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Following lun's departure, I read up his stagnant I reallie blog. It dated back to the 05/06 years. Really missed the times of fun we shared. Every few days we would have something planned out. Never really treasured those moments until now. Though we were not like some top vball sch, we really had fun during trgs and so. Outdoor court was never so much of a hindrance though we need to dry it up when there was rain. Chalets, stayovers, movies, christmas, street soccer after trg, even ny friendlies. Really missed them when I think about it. When we were all young and the only thing on our minds was to have fun coz a levels seemed like eons away (except for hao and co.). But back then even hao and yun joined us for lan and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, everyday is about mugging with some ppl chee-honging. Lun is gone already. The team is like split coz of all the dsas and everything. **** I hate it so much man. So what if we get to see thunders and spectacular receives, its jsut an empty shell, every trg also not as fun already. Previously in sec sch years we really had fun with the emo team and non emo team arrangement, or the underdog thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIFE IS NOT MUGGING. MUGGING IS NOT LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn the clock back. I promise I will treasure everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High school clique-vball-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;junhao, jiayun, kiral, kalun, darren, weng, hong, ruiyang, zijie, yuke(to a certain extent), some of my juniors like warren and co., if i missed anyone out sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-1140276940119402501?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/1140276940119402501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=1140276940119402501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/1140276940119402501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/1140276940119402501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2008/08/following-luns-departure-i-read-up-his.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-3380667476698091010</id><published>2008-08-04T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T08:15:02.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>These days I find my world replete with anxiety and stress. This is getting strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... I guess year end will be fun though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I go to nz or korea?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-3380667476698091010?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/3380667476698091010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=3380667476698091010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/3380667476698091010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/3380667476698091010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2008/08/these-days-i-find-my-world-replete-with.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-827077508678625551</id><published>2008-07-24T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T05:47:08.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Random post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really curious about the athena fac activity. If it is yuke's brainchild. Let me tell you why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, it shares the same initials KFC as the fast food joint Kentucky Fried Chicken which everyone knows is the first on yuke's hate list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, it promises fun and joy because of free food and games. Sounds sneakily like yuke's kind of fun eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for everything athena and yuke of course, if you thought of the idea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-827077508678625551?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/827077508678625551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=827077508678625551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/827077508678625551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/827077508678625551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2008/07/random-post.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-1209030840610610087</id><published>2008-07-16T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T09:58:01.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And so....... I guess I am getting worried about my studies. DAMN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My resolution of doing a quesion a day failed for 2 consecutive days. DAMN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn. How do I wake up from this eternal slumber.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-1209030840610610087?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/1209030840610610087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=1209030840610610087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/1209030840610610087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/1209030840610610087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2008/07/and-so.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-9140249225282508719</id><published>2008-07-06T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T12:04:47.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had so much fun the past week, erm minus the time when I received my results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From breaking news to the basic joy of playing 2 v 2 with my high sch teammates, I have experienced it all. The horror when we knew teck yuke got caught in cheating. That moment when he had been caught, (he may not know it, nor would the teacher), it catapulted hci to one of the top security firms internationally, not to mention regionally. This capture is one of such epic proportions that HCI has superceded even top organisations like the CIA and the MI6, in the global arena of theft busting. Long known for his elusive nature, yuke has dodged the long arms of law for centuries before a combination of him tinkering with romance ( a key to a criminal's downfall) and him possessing an absurb amount of complacency due to his wealth of experience in that aspect brought him falling back to ground zero when moments ago he was still in cloud nine, savouring his sweet little victory of carrying off yet another operation so successfully. Chia has been in the number 1 most wanted list in at least 3 internationally recognised firms besides the interpol itself. Those firms are respectively popular (the giant firm leading the world in the field of literacy as well as stationery), high school drink stall (known around the globe for its quality fruit juices and the affectionate old uncle who manns the stall) as well as hwa chong college chemistry department. All three had previously wanted yuke on accounts of stealing and cheating but had failed time and again to net him, however luck had ran out on teck yuke which ultimately led to the demise of his freedom. As staff and students share the jubilation of this capture that single handedly propelled HCI into the forefront of the theft busting world, this joy is not shared by one minority of the school, his vball team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most members of the team were speechless when interviewed as they were gripped by intense grief and disbelief, cries and tears could be felt as the entire team mourned for his capture. Yuke had been the pride of the team, pioneering the famous air bus move that cemented HCI into one of the volleyball powerhouses. Known for his generous nature, yuke had often been the first to splurge on gifts to his teammates, never batting an eyelid no matter how high the price of the presents were. His only concern was that of his teammate's welfare, recently he had even went to the length of going to australia just to purchase the world reknowned 15-a-pack chips family package and the exotic cuttlefish with cheese as presents to his teammates for inviting him to watch euro 2008. Teammates like hong were touched to tears by his generosity and has since vowed to stand by him in the wake of this crisis. Besides his generosity, yuke has often been tipped as the next rising star in the world of modelling, his exquisite long legs and his acute fashion sense are obvious indications that he was a star model in the making. He is frequently seen decked in his limited edition black "lycos" shirt which have made strangers and friends alike swoon and go heads over heels over the sophistication of the design. Despite facing an avalanche of praises and admirations, yuke has managed to stay down to earth and has proven to be a normal teenage boy with a problem of raging hormones, something so prevalent within teenage boys facing puberty. He has since taken a liking for the activity known as "chee-honging" to curb this influx of hormones, a wise move I would say to handle his hormone discharge. His love for chee honging has showed the human and soft side of him to his friends and this had further endeared him to his teammates who practically worships his every move. Perhaps it is these fine qualities which he possessed that explains the bleak and sullen mood of the vball team in the wake of his capture, it had been a tremendous loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The aftermath of his capture had seen captain tew junhao bravely standing up with his usual mindless courage to break the silence in an attempt to galvanise the team in the light of this tragedy that has threatened to crush the team emotionally. Choking with words and tears, It was obvious that Junhao was drained emotionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I knew he likes to cheat and steal, but I dint expect him to cheat and steal" Spoken in a splattering of chinese and english, this sentence is the actual truth from the mouth of the respected captain. Wise words indeed. Moving on, fellow teammate Mr Goh Ee Hong has also decided to speak up. Seemingly distraught after the tragic incident, hong spoke in stammers, rivulets of tears falling while he spoke. "All this while, yuke had been such a nice friend....a nice teammate....he had been so popular with girls and had even been voted as chee-hong idol......its just such a waste of talent now that he had been captured....chee-hong idol would never be the same without his flamboyance in courting girls....(sniff...sniff...)" Such tearful remembrance of the living legend in the art of chee-honging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To prevent provoking anymore violent and emotional outbursts from my blog's readers that happens to be fellow fans or friends of yuke, I have since decided to stop the interview I had carried out as it is too emotionally taxing. Even now I till feel tears trickling as I recall the moment when he had been caught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just four words that I have for him which I am sure his teammates would have said to him too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yuke, we love you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all folks, now let the one min of silence commence as we mourn this tearful loss for the vball team as well as to the one true chee hong idol in all of our hearts. Yuke, we wish you all the best, sincerely and earnestly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-9140249225282508719?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/9140249225282508719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=9140249225282508719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/9140249225282508719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/9140249225282508719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2008/07/had-so-much-fun-past-week-erm-minus.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-594191307130360196</id><published>2008-06-23T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T05:01:26.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Six years ago, I was a high achiever who would think of nothing other than an A*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am just wishing to pass, struggling to match up with my more illustrious classmates and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sacrificed academia for a more memorable secondary school life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I know its worth the sacrifice, I remain doubtful if this is actually what I wanted in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I remained as the hardworking mugger I was after PSLE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't have to worry about grades now, but memories are worth much more than than the As.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-594191307130360196?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/594191307130360196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=594191307130360196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/594191307130360196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/594191307130360196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2008/06/six-years-ago-i-was-high-achiever-who.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-2835870533640008160</id><published>2008-06-11T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T10:30:13.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>June holidays have been a blast so far. Two awesome trips. Great. I am suffering from a hangover now. The first time I had to handle so many responsibilities as well as to juggle with the freedom I had. It had been immense as well as incredible. When you travel with just your friends and have to look after them as well as yourself, it is just well... a blast. Trust me, I am absolutely lost for words now to describe my recent trips. Its just been absolutely awesome. Thanks ppl for the joy you all have given me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High sch ppl shld just go somewhere like malaysia by ourselves man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-2835870533640008160?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/2835870533640008160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=2835870533640008160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/2835870533640008160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/2835870533640008160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2008/06/june-holidays-have-been-blast-so-far.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-5292533227309636845</id><published>2008-05-29T04:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T04:40:54.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wild nights in vietnam were damn fun. Sneaked out, took care of the little kids, had coffee at midnight, rode a motobike to accomodate da xian's request for alcoholic drinks. HOW WILD CAN THIS BE MAN. Not to mention wild shopping trips and crazy taxi rides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am missing alot of ppl now. The Vietnam kids. Team. Juniors. Someone. Oh well, juniors lets go to darrens house for euro and wild nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I am having a vietnam hangover. The euphoria is slowly seeping away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-5292533227309636845?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/5292533227309636845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=5292533227309636845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/5292533227309636845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/5292533227309636845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2008/05/wild-nights-in-vietnam-were-damn-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-747396784993826517</id><published>2008-05-03T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T08:55:58.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GO HCI GO. Sian quite sad that we lost to pjc. BUT NVM we will win the other two schools and proceed to the semis! PJC freaking send their council to cheer for them, there was this guy who was like breakdancing while he was cheering -_-"". Don't dwell on the defeat anymore man! Move on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-747396784993826517?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/747396784993826517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=747396784993826517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/747396784993826517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/747396784993826517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2008/05/go-hci-go.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-1267718956525052267</id><published>2008-04-26T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T22:56:44.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Totally cant stand one of my juniors. Though I dun talk with him often, reading his blog had me seething with anger. I don't know why. Fancy boasting about his napfa, his claims about thrashing ny and his ludicrous claims of putting it lots of effort in training. I seriously suspect if he trains just for the dumb friendly during csm. His current wish "to thrash them in the friendly and show them our efforts" something like that. SIAN, I should control myself sometimes, maybe I am oversensitive...A braggart, a flirt, a slacker. Three esteemed qualities in one person, wonderful. Think again, I am at least comforted that he had not blossomed into the player we had thought he would. Previously, all of us in j1 had marvelled at his prodigious talent and had predicted he would be a top setter, alas, Junhao's theory back in sec 4 proved to be correct, "talent counts for nothing if you dun put in the effort" smart hao, of coz this quote is translated from the incoherent language our sec 4 captain uses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shan't spout any blasphemies, he is still our junior after all, just hope he will tone down on his gargantuam ego that belies his relatively small stature and put in some honest effort. It will only do the school and himself good if he really fulfill his promise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-1267718956525052267?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/1267718956525052267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=1267718956525052267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/1267718956525052267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/1267718956525052267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2008/04/totally-cant-stand-one-of-my-juniors.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-6195510318002656266</id><published>2008-04-23T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T08:16:24.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SHIT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reach home these past few days at 10+, totally exhausted. Reach home, bath stone sleep. Screwed up my chem spa, dint revise one tiny bit. SHIT. Ok Tmr innova go guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-6195510318002656266?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/6195510318002656266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=6195510318002656266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/6195510318002656266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/6195510318002656266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2008/04/shit-reach-home-these-past-few-days-at.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-2368702607214648501</id><published>2008-04-20T08:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T08:26:57.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Artemis fac outing was fun! Our fac heads were super entertaining, everything seemed great! Li ann's shirt was bloody creative though it looks weird. Mr teo is damn cool! Haha! I was pondering if I should go to the hairstyling game to change my coconut hair style that has gamely withstood the test of time. Maybe I should...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-2368702607214648501?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/2368702607214648501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=2368702607214648501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/2368702607214648501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/2368702607214648501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2008/04/artemis-fac-outing-was-fun-our-fac.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-5393507907924851295</id><published>2008-04-17T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T05:59:16.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woot we won saints, 2-1, haiz though we expected to beat them in straight sets, score stands at 25-10 23-25 25-18. Haiz alot of our players off form, lol only samuel the bright spark but he was taken off, or maybe weng with his imba double save. I am damn lonely la, saints so got so many supporters, but hci only got me cheering from the stands. Sad. Haha it will be damn cool if we manage to go finals! Haha but the thought of me not being able to join the team at the podium makes me quite sad. Haha nvm la! As long as yall win, its alright! GO GO GO HCVB. good luck girls for tmr's match! I am damn sure yall can be the champs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-5393507907924851295?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/5393507907924851295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=5393507907924851295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/5393507907924851295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/5393507907924851295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2008/04/woot-we-won-saints-2-1-haiz-though-we.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-9068040666987777932</id><published>2008-04-12T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T09:18:46.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I seriously want to have melvin+samuel+wincoln+coco(er added because of his cute hair) combined prowess. Haha I am not greedy la I dun ask for the ability of giba of some other ownage players in the international arena. hahaha actually my wish also quite greedy la, hmm if I have that ability I will own. WOOHOO. Shit I am day dreaming. Hahaha I shan`t dream anymore, for now, I just want to pass math, erm accelerated healing of my ligament so that I will be able to jump, JUMP REAL HIGH, haha and get gold for napfa. Haha modest wishes, but so tough to achieve. Hmm..today samuel, lennis and kk juniors came for friendly, haha. Actually kinda missed the sec 4 juniors too, haha the numerous stayovers we had, bbq, ps2 time, movies, meals and trainings. Experiences like soccer in the wee hours, playing lan the entire night and then loitering in orchard at 6, getting caught by the police for kicking a soccer ball on the road at 6am, haha like the entire team was on the road passing the ball around, playing vball with them and niaoing them and so much more. So thoroughly unforgettable... Maybe its because of this bond, we felt obliged to attend trainings for the whole of last year to prep them for b div this year though we were excused from early of the year. Haha sadly only was damn close to that batch and not to sec 3 sec 2 and sec1. Haha. I even miss mad dog la, not to mention divine, slim's son, fat cat, emo bert, tetsuma and last but not least chinaman. Haha, lets have a stayover some time at ren house to watch euro 2008! and have fun listening to jeffrey commenting on players like makelele. haha. memories..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-9068040666987777932?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/9068040666987777932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=9068040666987777932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/9068040666987777932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/9068040666987777932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-seriously-want-to-have.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-1249040422873134158</id><published>2008-04-10T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T07:11:37.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yo ppl ignore the latest post, i AM SERIOUSLY POSITIVE ABOUT MY GRP. haha. But I am just tired, darn tired, trainings, self trainings, schoolwork, its so hard to juggle all three at one go. You must give up one to excel in the other, I have not made up my mind so right now they are like taking toil on my body, physically and mentally, many times when I reach home so bloody late, I will just lie down on the floor and doze off, too exhausted to do anything else. I hope I have sufficient ability to pull through this severe mental and physical fatigue. Sometimes its such a torture..The last thing I need is the constant blacklisting by various subject teachers and the constant complains that I am lazy and sloppy when I have shown them my completed tutorials. It just adds to my disillushionment for schoolwork, and sometimes it just deflates me so much. Occasionally, I earnestly hope to escape from the accumulative pressure and weight of my life. The only things I look forward in school are some of my classmates and trainings with my teammates, they provide such a relief to my harsh school life and illuminate my otherwise depressing day. Maybe these temporary escapades are just what I really need, to recuperate, and to rekindle the fire in me. I will pull through, I know I will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-1249040422873134158?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/1249040422873134158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=1249040422873134158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/1249040422873134158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/1249040422873134158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2008/04/yo-ppl-ignore-latest-post-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-7147958696061380114</id><published>2008-04-10T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T06:53:18.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm shant be too critical today, life is short, better enjoy ttm. Math test, I sense impending doom. Today was really tiring, train for so long but quite fun. Made my day. I WANT TO JUMP. I sprained my left ankle but luckily it was a minor one. Horrid luck. My pw grp rock ttm la, the only member I want would be zhibin la, the rest are seriously too zai for me(decide for yourself if this statement is sarcastic). I foresee an extremely "amicable" working relationship that may be marred by a "few" ego clashes. Damn, pull me through this hell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-7147958696061380114?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/7147958696061380114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=7147958696061380114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/7147958696061380114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/7147958696061380114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2008/04/hmm-shant-be-too-critical-today-life-is.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-6121095697063769322</id><published>2008-04-09T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T06:06:33.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It irks me when people who dun work hard and slack so damn much and pon trg can compromise with their conscience and tell others or rather boast to others abt how much they do. I accept the fact that some ppl are born slackers, but it is fine if u keep ur mouth shut. But if you are slack and keep trying to tell and show others how hardworking you are, seriously just stfu. Do you know how many ppl are working like several times harder than you. So stop telling ppl how many trgs u attend or how hard you are working coz it is so obvious it is painful to the ears. Ppl have eyes, they know who work hard and who don't so stop trying to come up with methods to con us. If you really want to work hard, just stfu for the start.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-6121095697063769322?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/6121095697063769322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=6121095697063769322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/6121095697063769322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/6121095697063769322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2008/04/it-irks-me-when-people-who-dun-work.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-5513488180754308454</id><published>2008-04-07T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T08:34:09.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haiz hci lost 3-0 to vjc. But hats off to them especially the defence for trying so hard. Weng is really a defensive rock, only made one mistake throughout the whole match, won all the headers when he was marking a taller striker and ran and tackled his heart out. VJC dominated actually with their nifty crossing and passing, applying a whole lot of pressure on our defence. Imagine having to face multiple attackers running at you seconds after clearing the ball, the prospect is scary. I cant even count the number of headers weng had won la, I seriously think his head got prob now that he headed so many balls, and its not like those crossing balls, he also had to deal with the long punts of the goalkeeper, i wouldnt even dare to head la its like damn painful. Sian why is weng so rock solid in defence. Besides being the undisputed first choice in the soccer team amidst so much competition, he has also cemented his position as the number 1 libero in the entire A DIV volleyball. His defence is seriously bloody good, saving all those power spikes all the time when we had deemed a lost cause. I seriously think only samuel can rival him in this department. Shit la weng why u so pro in volleyball and soccer. How can someone be so exceptional in two sports(notice the word I am using is exceptional, not good or better than average). If you want to witness his skill, determination and prowess, the time has arrived. The soccer and volleyball season is now underway. You can catch him at every soccer and volleyball match, no worries if you arrive at the venue wondering he will just play a bit part in the match, coz I hereby gurantee you that he will (gurantee+ chop) play every single volleyball and soccer match  FULL TIME because he is so pivotal to their successes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weng why are you so damn bloody good. Fighting spirit=100, pace=100, agility=100, stamina=100, skills=100, humility=100. I seriously think that some singapore schools scout better pick him or something coz noone in singapore can be as pro as him in both sports. I think he fully deserves it la. Besides, if you know him personally, he is a humble guy who claims ppl niao him when we praise him for a job well done. I shall not bring up his numerous sports and academic accolades in sec sch which include nat high jump c div 3rd and earning a place in the adidas top 20 soccer players in singapore when 1500 ppl participated. Eh weng I seriously not niaoing you, I really respect you, so dun inflict violence on me tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear this post is out of total respect and admiration for you and not for other intentions which include niaoing etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This article is 100% true. If you affirm with my thoughts plz tag. esp vball ppl who have witnessed his tremendous skills and inspiring moments so numerously. you never fail to inspire me man even though you are a dong and a fag. lol joking. bye bye tmr got friendly match against vball men open finalists(or winner),  whatever they are like one of the top in the volleyball scene in singapore, it will be a tough fight but I believe weng will shine ONCE AGAIN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-5513488180754308454?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/5513488180754308454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=5513488180754308454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/5513488180754308454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/5513488180754308454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2008/04/haiz-hci-lost-3-0-to-vjc.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-10595686488844309</id><published>2008-04-05T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T08:46:05.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hereby declare that the hci vball team is collapsing due to feudal rivalries. The main perpetuator is none other than the (in)famous galfred ganelka, known better as "le sulk". Hailing from an unknown province in the deeply mystical country otherwise know as france. Aside from being compared to the volatility of the dynamite, his temperament is often considered to be on par to the reactivity of francium, arguably the most reactive chemical element known to mankind.( coincidentally it was founded by a french scientist too). A prominent example of his suspect match temperament would be as follows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ganelka: "Come on team you all need to cheer! We must bring the morale up. Come on!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds inspirational? Think again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random teammate: "HCI go! First ball!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ganelka: "Eh do you know you are irritating? Stop getting on my nerves!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random teammate remained stunned and vows not to cheer again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides being such an awe-inspiring figure to match supporters. He has decided to spread his influence to the team, ensuring that they crumble subsequently under his gargantuam match expectations eg. expecting the rest of the teammates to perform like super players while he performs mediocrely. Pressure continues to pile up as he continually sulk and puts the blame on his teammates when he himself is to blame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story continues as tragedy befalls the precocious team...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-10595686488844309?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/10595686488844309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=10595686488844309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/10595686488844309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/10595686488844309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-hereby-declare-that-hci-vball-team-is.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-5898596265232327854</id><published>2008-04-01T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T07:21:43.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have so many troubles and concerns on my mind right now I am lost. I know putting everything in volleyball will get me nothing in the end but yet I continue doing so. I know I will excel if I work harder in schoolwork but I choose not to. My life is on a downward spiral and I have no idea how to halt the slide. How I hope I can be the old me, the high achiever, the model student. I had many aspirations when I was young, but as I grew older, the scope grew narrower and narrower. I had been dealt with so many disappointments that I grew numb to them. Fancy putting in so much in something you wouldnt excel in. Occasionally, I wonder if I really know what I want to be when I grow up. Wake up Ee Hong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-5898596265232327854?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/5898596265232327854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=5898596265232327854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/5898596265232327854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/5898596265232327854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-have-so-many-troubles-and-concerns-on.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-742975031404753990</id><published>2008-04-01T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T06:54:51.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Trg hardly leaves me time for anytime else. I am tired of my ankle. I yearn to fly, to soar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-742975031404753990?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/742975031404753990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=742975031404753990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/742975031404753990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/742975031404753990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2008/04/trg-hardly-leaves-me-time-for-anytime.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-1252865386946540389</id><published>2008-03-28T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T20:55:56.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had friendly with NUS yesterday, It really broadened my horizons as I saw the open spiker in the opposition team spiked ball after ball so ferociously, and then see samuel making up by defending again and again. In the court it is so surreal, as if you are in a completely different world on you own. The cheers from the sides seem so distant and your mind is only about the ball. Its so serene and tranquil it seems unreal, really. But reality catches up when you make a mistake or lose a point, you begin to hear the cheers and feel the hostility of the opposition. Your concentration is interrupted and you need to find it back again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-1252865386946540389?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/1252865386946540389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=1252865386946540389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/1252865386946540389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/1252865386946540389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2008/03/had-friendly-with-nus-yesterday-it.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-334489848022988960</id><published>2008-03-22T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T21:05:50.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To assuage my fears that I am slipping into gradual decadence, I have decided to employ a study schedule. Its tough, its arduous and it will most likely end up a failure. Nats coming! Even if I dun get into the main 12, i guarantee I will be the most fanatical supporter of our team. Can't wait to cheer till i drop dead. Go team!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-334489848022988960?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/334489848022988960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=334489848022988960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/334489848022988960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/334489848022988960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2008/03/to-assuage-my-fears-that-i-am-slipping.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-1738261243539054371</id><published>2008-03-20T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T19:17:56.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Birthday was a blast!! Hahaha. I want to thank the volleyball team, my class, and everyone who wished me happy birthday or did some other stuff! Hahahaha and the unknown person whom all of my friends know about and like to tease me about. Hmm..WHO. Hahaha I got 5 cakes this birthday! Amazing right! The ultimate chocolate cake from the vball team, the doraemon one from my class, and one other chocolate cake, one strawberry cake and one banana cake(weird? but apparently so coz I like it quite alot since young). Thank you once again for making my day! Artemis cip was fun. I seriously doubt the intentions of the Indian man we helped, he asked us to like dismantle almost all his major pieces of furniture and clean his house. I suspect that he was moving house and just wanted us to help to save money. Then went to chat outside esplanade. Quite fun to know the other side of my classmates. Whee bye bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-1738261243539054371?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/1738261243539054371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=1738261243539054371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/1738261243539054371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/1738261243539054371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2008/03/birthday-was-blast-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-7308303428661808151</id><published>2008-03-18T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T06:11:17.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thanks team for the post birthday celebrations for me and weng. The chocolate cake was seriously darn big and the chocolate is damn thick. Special thanks to samuel ng jun hao and louise and his parents for making the cake. Oh and to the other TEW JUNHAO for abandoning my cake for his student award. Birthday wishes? Hmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-7308303428661808151?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/7308303428661808151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=7308303428661808151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/7308303428661808151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/7308303428661808151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2008/03/thanks-team-for-post-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-5226489813198994247</id><published>2008-03-15T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T06:05:34.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today just summed up my whole year so far. I tore my ankle ligament partially, thats the end of everything I have been working towards. I have been ruled out for like at least one plus month. Bye main twelve, bye a div.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15785575-5226489813198994247?l=as-a-team.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/feeds/5226489813198994247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15785575&amp;postID=5226489813198994247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/5226489813198994247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15785575/posts/default/5226489813198994247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://as-a-team.blogspot.com/2008/03/today-just-summed-up-my-whole-year-so.html' title=''/><author><name>eehong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983511505832118552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15785575.post-5816002835196612341</id><published>2008-03-14T07:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T07:57:49.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Friendly tmr versus punggol. Just watched eyeshield 21. It was supposed to inspire me. But it deflated me even further. There was this line which summed up everything in the world of sports. It goes something like this. Between the talented and those that are not lies a gulf that can never be narrowed no matter the effort, effort can only bring you that far. Hope I can play tmr. 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