unspoken gratitude.

by the time we all hit 18 or perhaps even younger, we all know that not all stories have happy endings. some endings are screwed beyond reason. others are just a lil' messed up. but some, i'm pleased to say, are rather pleasant. not because that these endings are the best case scenarios with the fairytale touches in 'em but rather, because these endings give the eternal pessimist something to smile about.

one of my favourite quotes goes like this, "it's great to be a pessimist. you're either dead right or in for a big surprise."

or at least that was the gist of it.

monday started off really ordinarily, with the usual lessons and all. chem was fun i guess? cos i know what i'm doing nowadays(thanks a lot to mr lee!) and maybe cos the assignment was easy? it was some november 99 question. but it wasn't that easy after all cos there were some parts that i got owned by(those weirdass-need-to-use-brain-and-think-kind!).

i finished in half an hour and so the remaining time was just pure lepak and talk cock sessions. but halfway through the fun, i got a message from mr kwok requesting for gaurav and myself to see him before 2pm. i thought it was some attendance thingy or something. went to see him at 1.30pm but pe office was locked. so i waited till 5pm, just right before training and all.

coach led me to his table. then he picked a red plastic bag and said, "i've got something for you."

and the yellow shirt(look above!) pops out of the red plastic bag. "this is yours, you earned it."

i was, well, at a loss for words.

although i have loads to say,

today,

my words are few;

thank you, sir.

-and to all the ruggers out there. all the best. wish i could be out there with y'all.