Sportsmanship

Sometimes, it is very hard to be a good sportsman. Knowing that you deserve the gold medal more than your opponent, and yet having to congratulate them when they win; win not only what belongs to you, but also your pride. Question marks will then start popping in your mind, thinking- how could this even happen? The only answer I can accept is, because of "pure unluckiness" that these things happen. Many ppl would say- oh it's because they had improve over the years and they deserve it. Maybe you can try to imagine, me beating Lin Dan in a badminton match. WOW! Impossible but I did it, by luck, or by chance? Or maybe he was badly injured somehow, or just some ridiculous reason that he lost. It seems like a victory, but in fact it's not. Defeating him is not victorious at all. Maybe it's a personal thing that I can't accept it if such things happen.

*Btw Lin Dan defeated Lee Chong Wei at the men's finals.

Do you feel proud beating Lin Dan?

Cartoonic feeling

Scenario 1

Athlete A : Why are you talking to me like this?
Human B : Because you can't even get a gold medal in the olympics!
Athlete A : Oh so to you everyone must get a gold medal? If not it means they are not good enough?
Human B : Of course! It's so easy to get. Blink blink your eyes twice can get ady la.
Athlete A : Why not you go try to enter the Olympics first.

Scenario 2

Athlete C : You seriously have to admit that the SEA Games is much better than the Olympics.
Athlete D : Why???
Athlete C : Because I participated in it before, and it is really tough.
Athlete D : But I played in the Olympics before, and you did not. So, how would you know that it is tougher?

Athlete C : It is. Just trust me. It is the best and most well-known event in the world. If you can win in the SEA Games, Olympics is nothing la. We have to train for 24 hours a day, so you all just train for 12 hours can d la.

Athlete D : You got no right comment on the Olympics since you did not even played in it. Only those who had experienced something can give their most honest opinion about it.

*real life experience

*Except that it's not about Olympics

Torture

For the past 3 weeks, I can say that I was tortured both physically and mentally. The uncomfort that I experienced and still experiencing is indeed a long-term one. Sometimes I can't compare whether the feeling of pain or this is worst. As a result of this, a scar is there to remind me of this bad experience. Not many, but more than one, which is enough to torture me. I will never forget the moment it happened, right in front of me. As I see it coming towards me, all I could do is avoid. Attempts were made to get rid of this brutal thing but unfortunately I failed.

And so, I couldn't bare to suffer anymore. 11 bites just on my right foot!

So, I bought the one and only MOSQUITO BAT!

Today marks the end of my suffering caused by the stupid mosquito!

ZAP! ZAP! ZAP!

The Waiter Boy

Is it necessary to phone the person who is already next to you? This is what the restaurant waiter has been wondering for a very long time. His boss so happened to be his dad, but they do not talk about work at home. One day, the management decides to have a bbq dinner for all the waiters. So, everyone received the msg, except the waiter boy.

Boy: Daddy, why am I not invited?
Daddy: My dear boy, it's because nobody remembers you, you are not even on the comfirmation list.
Boy: I don't even know about it. Nobody told me, they always say that you are my dad so they do not need to inform me as I always have direct information from you. But they do not understand that you do not like to inform me about work.
Daddy: Even if I inform you, that does not mean that you are wanted there.
Boy: Why am I not wanted there? It's suppose to be for all the waiters and i'm one of them. They serve drinks and food, so do I. They say " Thank You, please come again and so do I". And even if the whole world does not want me there you should want me there, daddy. You could have told me. There is no need for others to text me about this event, you could have just told me when we were having dinner just now. Because you are my daddy. You love me.
Daddy: I do not see that you are very outstanding in your work, you are unable to carry 2 trays filled with glasses at the same time, you broke the plates, you can't take down orders as fast as others and you do not get tips from the customers.
Boy: Every drop of water I pour into the glass is filled with sincerity, used all my strength to try to carry the trays and it's not that I don't get tips, I did not want to accept tips from the customers, as it is my duty as a waiter to serve them.

The boy just wants to do his job well as a waiter, even if nobody wants him there including his dad, he will still do his job well. That was what he has always been doing, and still doing, ever since he became a waiter. He loves his job as a waiter and had always put all his heart into that job.

* Follow as your heart says, do what you think is right and you will not regret*

Reality

From the very beginning, life was not a fairytale. It jumped straight to reality, even before it all started. Everything was so real, there was no white horse with prince charming in the carriage but just a white metal car with black strips. I felt very at home being in that car, ever since I rode in it. The stiffness and uncomfort I felt when riding the white horse did not exist in this white little car. The happiness was real, there were no hiding or pretending. Most importantly, I was myself and that matters a lot. The hidden fantasy behind all these was in fact quite sweet in a way. The giggling and laughing came sincerely from my heart, and there is no doubt that Mr. Normal is and will be my fantasy.

Fairytale

Life is not a fairytale, and it will never be. I like fairytales and it did came true, the perfect prince charming and life every girl wish to have. However, it was too real to be true. Life was too perfect at that time, that I wished it was a bit more normal. It was as if i was in dreamland struggling to wake up. Until one day, I met Mr. Normal, and from then on I woke up from my fantasy dream.