golden summer touch

golden summer touch

The Summer Touch League that has lasted for MONTHS (it started on Valentine’s day, my friends) has finally come to an end on 6th June! For countless Saturdays, we had to trudge down to the faraway Turf City and gallop like horses around the field. Today, we played the finals and won 8-4 against UWC! And I scored a try!

Off a three-men ruck, I side-stepped a girl, and saw the plain huge green field beckoning to me. I was through! I heard my team mates calling out for me to make a pass or take it down, because the UWC players were really close on me. But in the heat of the moment, I just ran my heart out, dove for the line, and there I was!

It was a very happy game for us. UWC gave us a good run and we played well. It definitely pulled us out of the post-exam gross phase. UWC was the first team we met after the exams in the league, and we lost to them because we were fat and slow. ): This was a good new start.

Anyway, we signed up at the very last minute for Nebo’s Youth in Touch the next day, and ended up having 7 players (in a team up to 14 allowed) for our last game. That means we only had ONE sub! On top of that, the organizers decided to push forth the last game, before which we had a long break. We were all sauntering in from lunch with our taitai wallets and whatnots when everyone on the field was yelling for us.

That was when we went “OH SHIT!” and sprinted to our playing field while our ONE sub went to get water for us. You could hear her screaming “Don’t sub while I’m gone! The sub-box is empty!” Hahaha. In the end our hap hazardedly formed team managed a silver medal for the day.

I am superbly proud of these girls and honoured to be part of this team. They are the best friends I’ve made in NUS and they’re the only people who don’t gasp at my weekly battle scars, because we all have them. I really want to win SUNIGS this year and play IVP 2009 with them before I fly to Canada!

Champions!

Going mad. Hahaha.

Touch Attack at NTU the following weekend.

Damn unglam but a touchdown! (:

away from the city

away from the city

Though I’ve been lamenting about the cold and the lack of excitement up in Cameron Highlands, I actually really enjoyed myself there. After the first day, I got used to the weather and the loss of my fashion sense. Having the cool wind in your face while the sun warms you up is a lovely feeling, not to mention not perspiring at all the whole day!

The air is fresh and sweet, and there’re green mountains all around you. It’s a good break from the hot and sweaty city, really. I even regret bringing my Mac there, sort of. Haha. We went on farm tours of various kinds, did a little trekking, ate fresh local veggies and fruits, and just hung out at the hotel with the rest of the kids (aged from 8 – 14).

There was no fixed itinerary and no rush. It’s probably not the kind of holiday I would go on with friends, but kudos to Mommy and Daddy, it makes a great family getaway. I’m sure both fathers had a great Father’s Day!

I took a whole bunch of photos of nature, because it was beautiful. I also liked the laid-back towns, though after awhile, you begin to see that one part of rural Asia isn’t really that different from the other. Here are the pictures!

First picture of Brinchang Town, early in the morning.

I was cold and sleepy.

Strawberries were a major theme of Cameron Highlands.

Funny yellow zebra trucks.

Barber. Very old-school.

Roadside fruit vendors.

Kids, trekking down the unbeaten path.

Me, happy with the lovely backdrop from the hotel's garden.

Cottage from fairytales.

I still like my Mac.

Night market in Brinchang Town.

Keychains! No prize for guessing which one I bought.

Girls, doing what we're best at. Hahaha.

The sweetest corn ever. You can even eat it raw. It's juicy and nice!

All the ladies in the house!

Poorer areas.

Mommy, high up on some mountain early the next morning.

Fashion disaster. It was too cold, so I wore a dress outside my tank top and shorts.
Runners because the guide said slippers aren't allowed for trekking. ): No legwarmers at least!
Family shot with my godsis in the tea plantation. It's so pretty!

Group photo, everyone!

Mommy pretended to be a gardener. Haha.
I smelt the rose, and exclaimed "This is not a rose! It smells like bandung syrup!" HAHA.

Pretty flowers. I love the macro function.

Mommy and Daddy, too cute!

Harvesting strawberries.

Freezing my ass off on the last morning to catch the sunrise.

But the fog came in, and this was the best view. First sunrise!

Then, on the coach back home! I love the luxury coach. It's like a bed with a TV and console.
Awesome!

that secret door

that secret door

On my way to the ladies at the derma's today, I chanced upon a door with a tiny window. The view out was rather pretty. You can see half of Novena sprawling out right in front of you. Naturally, I had to drag Glenn and open that secret door after the appointment.

It was lovely sight from 9 storeys up. I think I might have been suffering from withdrawal symptons from Cameron Highlands, but something about the bird's eye view just held me there. The greens of the grass, reds of the roofs, greys of the skies and silvers of lightning splitting the sky.

The exit actually leads to a metal structure attached to the building, something like an European fire stairs, but much bigger. Standing on it felt abit like being suspended in mid-air. I loved it. Glenn hated the heights. Hahaha. I started jumping and hopping around the structure, while Glenn clung on to the railings for dear life. I snapped shots of the scenery and dragged him to the edge so that we can take some cool pictures together. We did manage some pretty shots!

And then, when I was finally done with the paronomic view, we started to head back in. Only to realise... that the door was one-way. The handle is only on the inside. HAHA. So, we had to walk 4 storeys before we found our way back into the building again. Glenn is completely convinced I'm slightly insane and happy about it. I think so too!

I love the view!

Grey skies looming.

I like this picture, though he refused to smile for me.

Then for the sake of getting off the structure asap, he did. Hahaha.

Trying to enjoy the view.

And that's the culpable secret one-way door!

fashion disaster high up

fashion disaster high up

Hello from Cameron Highlands! We're celebrating Father's Day here because my parents want to get away from the city. But for ONCE in my life, I miss the hot and humid weather in Singapore. Or rather, I love the perfect 23 degrees Celsius of my bedroom. It's freaking 10 degrees Celsius right now, and all I've packed are shorts, tank tops, a sundress and ONE hoodie.

I spent a great deal of time looking around for some long pants or leggings today, but the closest I can get are LEG WARMERS. So yes, I'm wearing a tank top, bright beach shorts, leg warmers and Haviannas flipflops. I've noticed a few weird stares on my way back from the night market. Okay, I admit, I am a fashion disaster.

But these dear leg warmers have to last me until Monday! I think I'm even going trekking in them. Think leg warmers, adidas runners, fbt shorts and t-shirt. ): Oh, someone ring the nearest fashion police!

On the bright side, I'm nestled on a couch in front of a REAL fireplace while I type this. That definitely makes things better! (:

P.S - I might, I just might decide to post a picture just for laughs. Hahaha.

lover/fighter

lover/fighter

I love her...

... so I fight for her. It is what lovers do. There is no dichotomy: lover or fighter? It is lover/fighter both. I fought to get her, so I fight to keep her while I’m with her. I do not understand those who fight only to get back what they have lost. You should have been fighting all along.

-ellipsis

At least I can say, I've been fighting all along.

How about you?