My Name Is Not Emo

sigh, one word to describe my feeling atm: FRUSTRATION!

just now, what happened was, i finished writing a post and i clicked 'publish post' and then error popped up and i was disconnected. TA DA~~! whatever i wrote just now all wiped clean as if i havent write anything before, now i have to re-write again zzz T.T

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okay, perhaps this is one of the few times that i am going to write what happened to me last week. Normally i would want to write something like that becuz i honestly dont think that ppl are interested to know what happened to me though. Anyway, i am writing this not becuz for the sake of writing it but rather i want to share some of my views regarding my alma mater.


Last week, i decided pay a visit to my alma mater, Victoria Institution which i spent good 7 years there = ). Its been years the last time i went back there for a visit though. Thank god, it is still standing tall and recently, it was granted 'heritage' status for being one of the oldest school in whole malaysia. Yes it is fortunate that it havent been demolished for the purpose of development unlike some schools though. ( i know this is sensitive, no offence intended k? )
= )


First of all, i am not a historian dude who can tell you the whole chronology of the school though. Okay, as usual, the first thing that i did when i went back there is to go visit the school swimming pool where the VI water polo team will be having their training there. And yes, i used to be a school and state water polo player (but thats the past though, i am old ad and no longer involve myself in that sport)


The first impression that i had when i saw them training was like 'Wow!', 'wow' not becuz theres a lot of guys wearing swimming trunks (mind you i am not Mr Ang, a friend of mine who is a homo), but 'wow' becuz they dont seems to be having training to me. They are like montessori kids playing around in the swimming pool, waaaaaaaaaaaaaay diff from those days where the players are being forced til you will die of exhaustion during training. (just a metaphor btw, but they really push you to the limits when comes to training)


I still remember those days where i was forced to train from monday til saturday, 6 days per week. When i asked the current boys about their training days, it was reduced to only 2 days per week. When i talked to them, none of them can recognise me anyway except 1 particular chap by the name of KK. He is a senior of the team and even invited me to join them for training, which i did, not on that day itself, but i joined them for training 2 days after that.


Guess what? after years away from the game, luckily i could still match with some of the seniors and easily performed way better than some of them and all of the junior players. Thats not becuz i am good but i would rather say that the standards atm are terribad (new word huh, not in dictionary). I wont take credits away from 1-2 top dudes in the team, they are really good though, but the gap between them and the rest are wider than the gap between earth and the moon.


This is what concerns me. These top dudes are going to leave the school soon and the team will be passed to the new boys which is going to lead the team. Trust me, they are not ready yet. Those glory days where VI retained the champion for 24 CONSECUTIVE years, and i am still proud of it becuz i was part of team at that time, the team back then was also invited to play against junior teams from various countries. My hunch is, they are going to lose badly next year competition if they dont buck up intensively starts from now. sigh


After the warm up, i went on do some water polo shooting session, my favourite part of training~ But the VI water polo coach (which the school hired him - hes just an ex player like me) tell the juniors to play.... WATER RUGBY? DEEPS INSIDE MYSELF I WAS LIKE WTFZOR??! Isnt that just another way of me saying ' hey do whatever u want with the ball with some basic rules'
He should be asking them to train together instead. but then again, i kept quiet when the coach told me that it will prepare the juniors basic necessary strength for the real game. YARRRRRRR RITE!!!( /sarcasm )


What to do?... time changed.


After the training, i did walked around the school. The building still pretty much looks the same to me except with some new paints and maybe some renovations. But the feeling is no longer the same... the epic-ness of the school is somewhat lacking. I dont know about how others felt about the school anymore, but mine is no longer the same, it was diff from those days where i was still a student.


I just have to accept the fact that, those glory days are officially over and its best just let it be remained in my memory forever. = (


=Mr Zhong= (shortest post thus far i reckon?)