been quite awhile since i last posted lol.

thanks for the birthday well wishes guys - very late i know. haha.

been training more and more lately. back to basics training - circuit - one word - die.

LOL.

i actually hyperventilated 2 mondays ago. so weak man. zzz. oh well. train harder man.

thks for the encouragement beverly! i appreciate it! :DD

played canoe polo after today's water training! im FINALLY on a K boat! balance issues still running all over the place. LOL. but yeah i think im getting the boats physics matters here and there! hopefully i'll be able to balance it with no problem in a few more weeks.

nicholas actually rammed into fishy's boat while bursting towards the ball during the game. wtf? he wasnt even punished. talk the most is him, run away the fastest ALSO him.

during yesterday's training. dom pushed the boat which he damaged awhile back to me. i didnt know and i just took it. until nicholas came and made me capsize(im okay with that) but as he and kenneth were rescuing me, hairul saw the fucking BIG tear in the boat. and fucking bastard kept talking SO much. i was supposed to kena 200 or even more, but heng ah, my vice captain stood up for me. basket.

and thks fishy for that piece of advice, i'll bear that in mind. the world is indeed a selfish world. zzz.

anyways went shopping for chalets stuffs earlier this afternoon. tmr's team chalet! i think it'll be fun. haha. pictures but im lazy to upload. LOL. maybe next time or maybe even never. hehe!

Labels: if you cannot command, then you must obey.

PLS JUST TAKE A SIMPLE 15 - 20 MINS TO READ THROUGH THIS POST.

this is an accident pertaining to my dog's death a few years back.

i seriously felt super sad. it reminded me of how Laura got killed in an accident. Ashley was my other dog back then. Ashley saw how Laura was knocked by the lorry. She came dejected and refused to eat, totally changed from the energetic, jumpy little one to a totally sad one.

i really cried back then when i saw Laura lying on the road, motionless. i didnt even know what happened until my dad came home saying he needed the trashbags. i was puzzled, it was only then the news was revealed to me. i dashed downstairs, only to see her lying there in the middle of the road.

witnesses said the lorry was travelling at a fast speed despite it being the bend in the HDB carpark.

dad told me to carefully place her body in the bag. but when i approached it, i saw her eyes wide open. chinese people used to say that, living things when they die with the eyes open, it means that they've died without a reason and that they haven't finished what they were supposed to do.

then just after i finished putting her body into the bags. the witnesses shouted saying that the man who rammed in Laura was there. i turned immediately, dashed toward him. grabbed him by the shirt, and he actually had the cheek to say that it's not his problem that he rammed into my dog. i gave him a punch in the face, and my dad stopped me after that.

we buried her after that. and i went back to her burial site everyday after school.

i don't know how inhuman some people CAN be. but i've been exposed to animals, dogs especially since i was young, i love animals. i hate to see them being tortured at the expense of someone else's pleasure.

i came across this post in jevonne's blog. which made me blog this post.

A PUPPY MILL PUPPY'S STORY

I don't remember much of the place
where I was born.
It was cramped and dark,
and we were never played with by the Humans.
I remember Mom and her soft fur,
but she was often sick, and very thin.
She had hardly any milk for
me and my brothers and sisters.
I remember many of them dying,
and I missed them so.

I remember the day I was taken from Mom.
I was so sad and scared,
my milk teeth had only just come in,
and I really should have been with Mom still,
but she was so sick,
and the Humans kept saying that
they wanted their money and were sick of
the "mess" that me and my sister made.

So we were crated up
and taken to a strange place.
Just the two of us.
We huddled together and were scared,
still no Human hands came to pet or love us.
So many sights and sounds and smells!
We are in a store where
there are many different animals!
Some that squawk! Some that meow!
Some that peep!
My sister and I are jammed into a small cage.
I hear other puppies here.
I see Humans look at me through the glass.
I like the "little humans", the kids.
They look so sweet, and fun, l
ike they would play with me!
All day we stay in the small cage,
sometimes mean people
will hit the glass and frighten us,
every once in a while we are taken out
to be held or shown to humans.
Some are gentle, some hurt us,
we always hear "Aw they are so cute! I want one!"
but we never get to go with any of them.

My sister died last night,
when the store was dark.
I lay my head on her soft fur a
nd felt the life leave her small thin body.
I had heard them say she was sick,
and that I should be sold at a "discount price"
so that I would quickly leave the store.
I think my soft whine was the only one
that mourned for her as her body
was taken out of the cage in the morning and dumped.

Today, a family came and bought me!
Oh happy day!
They are a nice family,
they really, really wanted me!
They had bought a dish and food
and the little girl held me so tenderly in her arms.
I love her so much!
The mom and dad say
what a sweet and good puppy I am!
I am named Angel.
I love to lick my new Humans!
The family takes such good care of me,
they are loving and tender and sweet.
They gently teach me right and wrong,
give me good food, and lots of love!
I want only to please these wonderful people!
I love the little girl and
I enjoy running and playing with her.

Today I went to the veterinarian.
It was a strange place and I was frightened.
I got some shots,
but my best friend the little girl
held me softly and said it would be okay.
So I relaxed.
The vet must have said sad words
to my beloved family,
because they looked awfully sad.
I heard Severe Hip Dysplasia,
and something about my heart...
I heard the vet say something
about back yard breeders
and my parents not being tested.
I know not what any of that means,
just that it hurts me to see my family so sad.
But they still love me,
and I still love them very much!

I am six months old now.
Where most other puppies are robust and rowdy,
it hurts me terribly just to move.
The pain never lets up.
It hurts to run and play with my beloved little girl,
and I find it hard to breathe.
I keep trying my best to be the
strong pup I know I am supposed to be,
but it is so hard.
It breaks my heart to see the little girl so sad,
and to hear the Mom and Dad
talk about it might now be "the time."
Several times I have went to that veterinarians place,
and the news is never good.
Always talk about Congenital Problems.
I just want to feel the warm sunshine and run,
and play and nuzzle with my family.

Last night was the worst.
Pain has been my constant companion now,
it hurts even to get up and get a drink.
I try to get up but can only whine in pain.
I am taken in the car one last time.
Everyone is so sad,
and I don't know why.
Have I been bad?
I try to be good and loving-what have I done wrong?
Oh if only this pain would be gone!
If only I could soothe the tears of the little girl.
I reach out my muzzle to lick her hand,
but can only whine in pain.

The veterinarian’s table is so cold.
I am so frightened.
The Humans all hug and love me.
They cry into my soft fur.
I can feel their love and sadness.
I manage to lick softly their hands.
Even the vet doesn't seem so scary today.
He is gentle
and I sense some kind of relief for my pain.
The little girl holds me softly and I thank her,
for giving me all her love.
I feel a soft pinch in my foreleg.
The pain is beginning to lift,
I am beginning to feel a peace descend upon me.
I can now softly lick her hand.

My vision is becoming dreamlike now,
and I see my Mother and my brothers and sisters,
in a far off green place.
They tell me there is no pain there,
only peace and happiness.
I tell the family goodbye in the
only way I know how-a soft wag of my tail
and a nuzzle of my nose.
I had hoped to spend many,
many moons with them, but it was not meant to be.
"You see," said the veterinarian,
"Pet shop puppies do not come from ethical breeders."
The pain ends now,
and I know it will be many years
until I see my beloved family again.
If only things could have been different.



man i feel super sad on my birthday.

well some updates.

just returned from japan for kumon's 50th anniversary.

wasnt as grand as i thought it would be. but oh well. had fun too, but kinda worn out from the trip.

and well yes! its my birthday today! and it's my parents 20th wedding anniversary too! dun ask me how they managed to 'make' 3 years exactly after they were married on the same day. LOL

cool. and it's the start of my holidays too! good timing.

canoe training would be resuming soon.

gotta push!

going to fly off to japan tmr morning!

gotta be at the airport 7.30 sharp! T3!

be back next wednesday! :DD

take care guys!

classmates, friends, teammates!

:DD

japan here i come!

RPCanoe LAI!

this is my team!

TEAM RPC!