Right....to.....the........last..............Breath............

[ This Life ]

4:57 pm

Heya! i was not able to blog for the past few days...dunno why..the type screen will suddenly disable the typing facility. Anyway, nothing big for the past few days, except the open house and the award ceremony. well, dun ask wat happened, nothing good, anyway. I think openhouse was fine. especially physics and cca. i think all the p sixes already have in mind wat cca they wanna join. cuz everyone who came to the softball booth came in and said, 'ooh, i am planning to join band' or 'ooh, i got into netball already'. wadeva. but i bet the next intake of softball will be a bit tougher than this years, cuz RGPS already has softball..and believe it or not, they already beat IJ bukit timah this year. but ming hui was coaching them, i heard. anyway....i saw some IJ bt girls there...maybe around 7 to 10 of them? only one of them was a softballer. i forgot their names. everybody's names. I was like 'um...why don't u all come to the softball, basketball and netball booths?' i didn't dare say any wrong name and get myself embarrassed..haha..anyway...lame. ok. then there was Sinda award. I looked sloppy, i know. with my excessively neatened-with-gel hair. haha.. couldn't find any other way to neaten it..well...then we went....did not eat lunch there cuz dharsh wasn't hungry...she told me to eat if i wanted to. but i did not want to eat alone. anyway, i was already full from my heavy breakfast. couldn't dig in anymore. then came the worst part. we walked in there...feeling good and confident. then the others told us bout a certain someone. then we didn't believe...but later that certain someone from RI came to his original seat, which was behind me and dharsh and madhu, and started sprouting out nonsense...and we did nothing but scold him till he shut up. but of course, he did not. the thing is, he can be quiet and nice if he wanted to. he did have some nice quiet conversations with us. but most of the time, it was fighting and quarreling. who cares. anyway, of course, we made friends with some of the RI guys. there was this one beside me who was so funny. haha. anyway. yah. then the day was over. I went to church later on..for weekly mass. haha. believe it or not, i was so tired that i was dozing off. I never doze off in church...at least, not for the past 7 or 8 years? wow..anyway..then we came home..and the next day had some family frens come over. had great fun..i guess that was it for last weekend. hols now..but sadly, thy are ending quick...hols are for relaxing, why do we yet have so much homework?

Wednesday, September 08, 2004
Feel so cold

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[ memories ]

This is a really cute baseball poem i came across.
The asst. coaches even read it to us, at their farewell dinner.
[Btw, rightfield is one of the positions played in softball/baseball]

RIGHTFIELD
Willy Welch

Saturday summers when I was a kid
We'd run to the school yard and here's what we did:
We'd pick out the captains; choose up the teams
It was always a measure of my self-esteem
âCause the fastest, the strongest played shortstop and first
The last ones they picked were the worst...
I never needed to ask; it was sealed
I just took up my place in right field

[Chorus]:
Playing right field, it's easy you know
You can be awkward and you can be slow
That's why I'm here in right field
Just watching the dandelions grow

Playing right field can be lonely and dull
Little leagues never have lefties that pull
I'd dream of the day they'd hit one my way
They never did but still I would pray
That I'd make a fantastic catch on the run
And not lose the ball in the sun
And then I'd awake from this long reverie
And pray that the ball never came out to me
here in....

[Chorus]

Off in the distance the game's draggin' on
There're strikes on the batter, some runners are on
I don't know the inning, I've forgotten the score
The whole team is yelling and I don't know what for
Suddenly everyone's looking at me
My mind has been wandering - what could it be?
They point to the sky and I look up above
And a baseball falls into my glove...

Here in right field
It's important you know
Ya gotta know how to catch
Ya gotta know how to throw
That's why I'm here in right field
Just watching the dandelions grow