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Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We were all meant to shine as children do. It's not just in some of us, it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.
update
Monday, July 7, 2008/ 9:43 AM
back to post in like, i don't know, 2 months? yeah. some sort like that.
ok, updates on everything. rugby - fucked up. been getting more and more frustrating injuries lately. one by one. they keep coming. why can't my body just be injury free for once? is it so hard to ask for it? well, it IS my body. it should do what i tells it to do. right? and the upcoming POL-ITEs are just a stones throw away. first match against NP are on the 17th. a week from now. great.... and i don't even know if i'm in the damn squad of 30 or not. bravo iman. bravo. school - been getting more and more Bs. its good to get Bs. well, for me it is. its quite hard now to maintain this B streak. problems keep cropping up here and there. i sometimes just can't keep my mind focused. such a letdown. school? what's school? can't i just stay at home and live my life peacefully so that i won't screw everything up? social life - nonexistent. i feel that i'm lacking in this department. the only people i do talk to every now and then is either syg or zul. can't keep talking to zul also because he has his own obligations. syg? well, let's just consider the situation is fragile. family - been quite quiet lately. they're out for a family's day out today. celebrate youth day. all the secondary and primary schools have holidays today. poly? naah. we're adults. yeah. adults my sweet smelling jab ass uh. i'm not even fucking 18 yet uh. and they consider me an adult? wich part of me is an adult? my brain? my body? my thinking? my 2 balls uh! (was inspired by zul's coach to say that) fucking irritating. fitness - well, here is the number one cause for concern. POL-ITEs around the corner and my fitness is nowhere near the level it should be by now. i mean, i should be damn bloody fit now. instead, all i have is this spare tyre. my weight's short of the intended 70 kg i need to pack into myself (65 kg now. 5 kg short.). why is it so hard to gain back weight when you've lost so much in the past? it's like, i've been eating equal to more then 5 square meals per day. that should've been enough. argh!!!!!! weight issues! except mine is gaining, not losing. head issues - confused? angry? dejected? i don't know. hurricane katrina just went through last week. water shortages. food shortages. the whole shabang. very messy now my head. enter at your own risk. heart issues - call an ambulance. quick! having heart attack. bye bye. happiness - well, i think the only thing that has made me happy lately is soccer. the sport that i watch but i DON'T play. spain are the 2008 kings of europe once again! after 44 years of wait, they finally had a team bonded and talented enough to defy the odds, break several hoodoos in the process, defeat the Iti's (italians for short), defeat the german clockwork machine (bye bye ballack, hello fabregas.), and regain the henri delauney cup. (for a rugger, i sure know alot about soccer. well, i'll be damned!). oh, how sweet can revenger be. spain surely got their revenge. fact for thought, the person handing them the henri delauney cup this year was the same person who took the cup away from them back in 1964. yes, you've guessed it. MICHEL PLATINI. his goal denied the spanish the european cup in 1964. and here he is, presenting the same trophy (with some changes of course), to them. what a blast it was for the spanish. bravo la furia roja. bravo. sometimes i wonder, what if i became a soccer player instead of a rugger? hmmmmm. DAMN! don't even go there. scary shit i tell you. well, i think thats all for now. 2nd meeting starting soon. done my spring cleaning of this blog with this considerably exceptional post. i hope the spiders are out of here by now. they keep breeding i tell you. cobwebs everywhere. little spidey juniors. yucks! crawl ya'll ltr! peace. |