Downloading the trial version of Macromedia flash mx now. *sigh* Low budgeted temporary projects suck. I'm going to have to swap chassiss with Vincent again in 15 days when the trial for swish runs out. Today's swap with yao feng went pretty smoothly.

Oh yeah, found my cutting board from yr 1 last night after training.

I got it during the first week of life in the school of design in NYP. A free folder from art friend which I had happily put my cutting mat and time table in. One day I went to training, and after the ordeal, totally forgot about it. Never to see it again. Low and behold, 2 years later, last night, I saw Wani walking around with it. At first I asked her how she got her hands on a year 1 art kit, then she told me that she was clearing out her locker and didn't know what to do with it. Turns out, 2 years ago they were asking around for whos it was. Then someone said to her "hey, you have a locker rite? Put inside first lah." And so, it emerges after all this time.

Those were they days. When I feared training more than anything. During Ben's psychopathical training. Ben pointed out last night that the recruitment for my batch was a failure. Maybe the seniors then picked the wrong type? I don't think so. There's no way they could've been wrong about every single one of the 119 others who signed up with me. It wasn't a failure, not to me. Today, I have dug myself deep in this team. Perhaps I'm nearer to what I saw and wanted when I saw how close the seniors were back then. During training, even on outings.

But now, all are gone.


All who joined with me.

And all whom I had joined.


All is left is the new generation. My generation. My team.

But I miss my brothers.

Chun yi, one of the strongest reasons why I joined in the first place. I saw everything I wanted to get from a team sport in you.

Roy, for showing me that even though you were a tough captain, you had your shortcomings to overcome also. The battle which you fought during your last year with your knee problem is what reminds me that I too, could overcome my own injury.

Jingwei, for regarding me as one of the team, even when I was the youngest among our outings.

Joseph, for the encouragement, support, and inspiration to succeed. Even when you left, I remembered your encouraging smile during the ordeals.

Weiwen, for showing me what it meant to have brotherhood. Perhaps you were the one in the team with the strongest brotherly ties to Roy and Jingwei.

Lccorp1997 Louis, My DMDian year 1 brother during those first few weeks. For being my equal, yet superior, to strive for during my earlier times.

Jin Tien, for showing me that you can be as huge and powerful as a russian tank, but as quiet and meek as a mouse.

Tian hong, my brother. I will miss you the most when you leave for camp. Your tutelage played a big part in the turning point of my life in the team.


Now, the new team must make it for ourselves. WE, are the new dragons. WE are the new fighters. WE are the new team.



But have I lost some hope in our team somewhat?




Some may say I'm putting one leg out of the boat by joining the canoeists. Maybe they're right.
I'm not going to train so hard, just to expect to LOSE AGAIN during the next race because we don't have enough commited guys, or just plainly don't have the numbers.

NYP Dragons, I want to believe in you. I want to believe that we can achieve the glory that our seniors brought back.

But, not so easily after the last race.

This time, I'm going to fight for myself also. I am going to strive for myself, my race. And in so doing, I will become stronger for the team. And if you let me down again, at least I still have my race... my new dream.