today, in the bus i was having leisure chat as usual with nicholas,nk and kenric on the bus. then suddenly we came to the topic of rugby. i was reminded of how sherman tore so many of my pants while i was playing. the rugby days. the glorious day whereby after training will have that great sense of accomplishment that i only acheive now once in a while when i could sense it everyday. the hard trainings in the holidays. the laughter and fun we had disturbing each other during trainings and off trainings. the ever funny teammates like jeg and gang. do i miss them at all? as a matter of fact. right now, i think i wanna play back rugby. when i said sherman tore my pants, i said i will tear his pants too during line out. my greatest memories, and not those of S.H.E, or school. Or wc... it is of that of rugby. rugby has already made such a big impact on my life. i can remember the S.H.E concert, autograph session and their activites they smile and all. but i CAN REMEMBER. the pain, the hardship and the spirit ever so much. the finals against ACS(I) the ONE GAME that i gave my all. that game i went 110% out. i never ran so much in my life. been so brave. ANYTHING. that one game made me discover my true self. the ability to face up to challegnes and to myself. but. right now. its too late. they wont accept me i know. but since this is a road i chose to take, partaking in e-gaming with a group of 9 friends or so. instead of playing rugby making boundless friends. 1 of the friends that stuck with me for so long, has gotta be sherman. he really is a nice guy. i wish people like him all the best. in the upcoming season, which is in 1 day time, i dunno wad will i be thinking. cos in official 2 months plus the season will be over. the coaches will come looking for me. if we win, of course i will turn it down. but wad if we lose..? wad will i do? can i make an impact or can i not?? will be faced with another choice. to choice to regret, or to regret. i haf no clue. in 2 months time then i shall think about it.