i.c.e k.a.c.a.n.g!

A mountain of ice,

generously sprayed with a

fusion of sunny colours. A drop of

the sun, the poles, and the coconut by

the sea and yellow corn atop the green.

The first spoon goes 'crunch!' and the frozen

iceberg draws a rush of blood to your tongue.

The wave of sweetness washes you over, your eyes

close and you see a colourful world where we play.

The bolus of ice and everything nice slips down your

throat..ah.. paradise. Every cell craves for more.To soak,

to chill. Like a reflex action, your fingers run over the smooth

plastic, to plunge into the icy depths for red or green or brown.

Aljunied match

Wasnt scared of losing to jurong today. jl said we could beat them. i didnt think about the consequences, just went out there and played as usual. All the sec 4s went down first. I dont think i jumped well. I didnt want to risk hitting the ball all the way as i didnt know the opponent's standard. so i merely tapped it to esther. we didnt score then. Was pretty tired during the bus ride. The majority werent that good, more of 2 key players. They were confident at dribbling (fooled me..) and wasnt afraid to shoot. They did aim though it didnt get it. We won 62-20+. It was a different kind of match. I dont think i ever plunged myself into the game, i just played as time went. my brain wasnt functioning. Then esther had to dislocate(?) her finger! sighs. Alot of tyco shots went in. It was a funny size 6 ball. I still cant accept that i missed 4 penalties. 0%. i should have changed my state. The game was like a river and i was just drifting along the tide. And kept clashing with shona. for rebounds, intercepts. We scored through many fast breaks, and some individual, some team shots, which were pretty cool. later, rachel, shona, esther went to redhill to support the sec 2s match. Against our opponents! Wish i went. we lost marginally. ironically, sec 1s are supposed to play against sec 2s for the next match. Dont think jl would. coach who anyway? the sec 2s can play if they werent nervous. some experience, huh.

First Paper

How different it was yesterday. Done with the paper today. It was whoosh. I knew it would be quick. Dont think i did justice to myself yesterday. Played with my cousins from kl, went for durians after that. Played golf, technically yes, though only putting. It was fun, just that the mat couldnt straighten properly. If there arent any unforeseen hiccups, i should be ok. Afterall, am not aiming for an A1. Kept talking to Shona. We both took out our papers and started talking about the match later, about the paper, etc. Guess i was trying to relax. Not too difficult! heh. The tables were aligned like a basketball court! Thought about how we used to spend hours training there when the other courts werent ready. Bittersweet. Like dark chocolate. oh yes, and thanks you all for your sweet encouragements. Really comforting, like a mug of hot chocolate. Just that it helped not by making me think i could do fantastically well, but it helped knowing that even if i flunked it you all would be there. heh.

Ate the breadtalk breads Esther bought. For lunch. Had the spicy floss bun..yum. Went for the Aljunied match. The sun was its brightest ever. Like playing in the Sahara. Or Alice Springs. Funny why the Aussies call a desert 'Alice Springs'. Reverse psychology? The ground seemed to give off heat too. And there wasnt any wind. My stamina is really low now. Cant play 100% for even the first quarter! Must learn how to conserve my energy. But when i 'do', i feel like im not making use of the time i have on court. Missed opportunities? timing eh. Won 45-32. There were only 8 of us! (shona, esther, rachel, sheryl, sarah, sara, joy) I thought it would be a tough fight considering they had all 12. Plus the undesirable weather. But it did test my endurance. Funny how i asked Shona "What if we get trashed?" I didnt rule it out completely. After Aljunied, we would all look like we just came out of the oven after prolonged heating.

The Insider

"No please..."
"It's ok one. Like that can recover faster."
"No... Mum?"
"Dont worry, you told him no already."
"But he's still going to do it!"

The sinseh gestured towards a bed.

"There's a first time to everything."

Tentatively, i laid. The ceiling was stark white, the air-con was blowing cold drifts.

"Ow.." i saw the first needle just below my knee. Another one?? Ended up to be two. The other at my ankle. Closed my eyes.

All of a sudden i felt a jolt. The current was switched on! My big toe started vibrating real fast. I had no control. Something sharp was searing across, forcing the muscles to twitch at dontknowhowmanyhertz.

dared not look. My other leg shivered, psychological i think. My muscles were clenched and tight. My fingers were icy-cold. Must have been the air-con.

What if there was a short circuit? Or what if the resistor failed and allowed a huge passage for a large current? Was it possible to get electrocuted? Sometimes knowing more things bring new fears rather than quell old fears.

Thought about the bballers. Must be having lunch at Marche now. After training. Ifnot for this, i would have been there.

Mum talked till her throat was dry. I heard her voice which reassured me (hmm.. any relevance to new-born babies recognizing their mum's voice?) though i could not digest what she said.

The vibration gradually ebbed away...
I opened my eyes.

Felt so immobile. Peeked at the two long needles. I cant believe i did it.

"How? Story finished not?"

Time to remove the needles! Not as bad as poking it through at least. Goodness.. it felt so hot! But nice too. Hotly nice. Nicely hot.

That was my first acupuncture treatment.

"Come again on tuesday.. I'll let you do it again."

I doubt so.

On Two Feet!

Whee.. im on my feet again! heh.. though not progressed to running and jumping yet. Walking is such a joy! You can go wherever you want, explore what ever there is, that's FREEDOM. The natural-est form :) No more wheels! Thank you :)

Running is such a complicated action. Got to kick and twist whatever sort. Jumping is so cool. You get to reach heights you never were. Cant wait to get back..

Cant even do a proper lay-up.. heh. slow motion only.

The first step is always the hardest. The initial letting go and trusting others. Then you just carry on, and all falls neatly into place. The more you try, the easier it gets. Till it becomes natural.

I must recover (on form again) by 16th May. 2 weeks left!
We Will Win the Inter-Class Competition! Like we did last year..

tear -+-

bad tear.

wondering when can i ever recover. everyone's been so nice asking, carrying, pushing. even those i never really knew.

sc isnt very disabled-friendly i realised. steps everywhere.

feel like a burden to everyone else.

want to stand on my 2 feet and walk. instead of hopping around with my left leg.

to run, jump, Fly...

the sun behind clouds

Went to the western doctor this evening.. hopped all the way.. real conditioning mans. cant cheat. hahs.

the doctor said i had to take x-ray.. usually for sprains, its still possible to walk.. but i cant. then he saw this purple bruise which he said looked quite deep.. it better not be a fracture.

otherwise i got to miss so many trainings.. not as if i got many left anyway. he said fractures typically take 3 months to recover and 6 weeks for sprains. if its indeed a fracture (pray not), i wont be able to train anymore! :'( if its 6 weeks then train for a little while before stopping. either way sounds bad.

how i wish i can wake up on saturday morning again. its no turning back.

the x-ray is tomorrow. please let it be only a sprain.

missed today's training.. it must have been fun. will miss many more to come. wells, at least i can do some ball-handling.. heh. cant stand missing trainings.. and i cant go on saturdays anymore!

miss bball.. miss everyone. its in my blood. (: