Sunday, October 28, 2012

Sobre voleibol

最近心裡的小宇宙不斷爆炸
除了文批的死腦袋 還有球隊

只能說人心的問題也不是我想怎樣就能怎樣
每個人有自己的想法

再一個月就有比賽了,原本應該弄球衣,努力練球,練隊形
也不知道該暫時放棄,找別系併隊,還是找女排幫忙
好像都不是很好的方案

實在無法眼睜睜看著大英盃在自家主辦卻只能當加油團

唯一支撐著繼續走下去的大概是打球最原始的快樂吧
回想這個暑假生活實在單調到不行每天只要沒下雨就往球場跑
認識了不少球友,組了有實質隊服的成大高場
可以兩個多月都做喜歡的事情 其實也蠻快樂的

這三四個月基於基礎薄弱 狀態球感非常不穩定
也曾懷疑自己到底適不適合
可是就會有一個鼓勵一篇文章一點刺激
在低潮後稍稍有點起色  然後再繼續努力

看了幾場女排友誼賽
覺得大三的已經穩穩接住了畢業大四的棒子而且表現也不遜色 真的很棒
大二的也進步很多很多
坐在場邊只覺得 好羨慕啊


也不知道有沒有機會做成的球衣 第一件真正屬於自己的隊服
9號 因為沒有人可以做到完美 而它是最接近完美的數字
大概吧 小學當校隊時冥冥中就選好的號碼哈哈













真的感激懂我的人 給我勸告 意見 鼓勵 還有指教球技的人
要走的路不短不長 但很確信不會放棄

小小的夢想 只是想憑實力打贏一場比賽
應該不難



Thursday, April 26, 2012

半個大二下

首先十分慶幸這學期只選了16學分
不然同時西歌營隊練球球賽打工家教還要兼顧課業不用睡了

學期初先一個班排大躍進看到時還十分質疑
出其不意那一年在十分放天燈的願望就這樣實現了

球賽

第一次參加大英盃
重新組隊第二場比賽就取得勝利
最重要的一環應該就心理因素
要是沒有學長在穩定軍心
應該第一局後就會繼續沉淪下去

今天跟正正口訓期中考一再的提起輸球經歷
那種氣餒那種失望只能憋在心裡的感受我懂
但相信大家都有想盡力的心只不過力不從心
必須說經驗真的占了比賽贏球關鍵的一大塊
平時練得怎麼好 欠缺經驗就是會在場上忘掉一切像個初學者
那次第一場盃賽不也很失措
So
Be cheerful, be forgiving, be positive.
總有一天會贏的

文管盃完全打回原形
重新回想比賽
這一球那一球 太不應該
發球要穩接球要蹲不要定住

就看有沒有認真在聽認真在做

系際盃
這一場後 請注意
這一場後就沒有學長了下一場就只有我和你們了
剩一次練球剩一個周末可以play才說什麼似乎也太遲
但請拿出積極態度
打一場不後悔的比賽
贏球輸球 打很爽不懊悔 也至少是給了學長一個好的回憶
書融很感謝你這一年的帶領
也願意 或者應該說是別無選擇下 從攻擊手位子退下幫我們小菜鳥們舉球
這一次向你保證 會狠狠的巴下去
圓圓學長也一樣感謝啊本來就已經可以不管了還回來幫忙

當為自己負責 為自己驕傲的球員


西歌

一開始真的大驚
怎麼會找上我  原本也以為只是類似幫忙影片的小助理
小掙扎後就決定和TC一起衝一發
有點莫名的最後變成美宣長
一次一次籌會 meeting 約出來討論
也只能說謝謝Bess Shelly 花花 包容這個廢廢的美宣長沒把我轟走QQ
腦袋轉得比較慢也不擅表達 創意想法上幾乎沒貢獻對不起

期間也確實萌生過乾脆退位讓賢的想法
但這樣更不負責任會被恨吧

只能在能力所及的小地方上努力


然後聯決強大工人們 奮力 趕工 熬夜 催生(?)
道具 棺材
還有史上最強布幕 不是我說
它有半個排球場大
畫上字體
別針最後固定 確認
緩緩升起
只有真的下過苦工的作品這樣被展示得很美時 會想噴淚

彩排正式上場 一有空就盯著布幕看
那一個屋頂, 那兩隻蝙蝠, 那條貓尾巴, 那排喬了許久的樹枝
立刻想起那些晚上 我們站著蹲著坐著躺著在布幕上
蓋完整個電梯前區域還不能完全攤開的疲累感
那一筆一刀一钉一針記憶猶新
這樣在台下回想再回想那些熬過的夜晚
眼眶偷偷濕了
我們到底是怎麼辦到的

花花妳辛苦了別一直道歉難過妳是很棒很強讓我真心佩服的總召
感謝妳拉我進來讓我參與 感謝妳那麼忙還常常抽空關心美宣們
由妳帶領的團隊必定讓後來者難以超越!

開舞主持樂器不用說就是一個超屌
我有同學說開舞可以當全國性比賽level的表演了吧XD
主持也好多好多真心認為可以收錄經典的梗XDD
樂器出場整個詭異氣氛就起來了配合演奏好好看的表演!

像夢醒後
不捨夢境
闔眼想再回到那晚的西洋夜總會


暑假重頭戲
困難重重
我們有19個人

可以的
We'll shine forever




Thursday, February 23, 2012

Narrative Essay: A Difficult Decision

              It’s been three years now. Studying in Taiwan, this experience has been like a roller coaster ride. Sometimes I wonder what if I had not been brave enough to accept the challenge of living alone several thousands of miles away from home.  
          In mid December 2008, it was already a month after I finally graduated from high school. The result of UEC, the transcript that we use for application for universitiey, was announced a few days back and I got the best results amongst my friends. I felt like being on top of the world. I decided to apply for one of the world’s finest universities in the field of engineering, Nanyang Technology University in Singapore. Confident about my results, local universities were not in my consideration, nor were Taiwan’s. One day when I went back to the school to deal with some paperwork, I saw some of my friends starting to fill application forms for admission to universities in Taiwan. And I thought, “Why don’t I apply as well? It causes no harm anyway.” So roughly a week after dealing with the paperwork, the application process was done. In the form I only filled in eight of the national universities in Taiwan, because frankly I was not really taking the application seriously and NTU was the only choice in my mind. My sister was working there, my dear aunt was living nearby and Singapore is near to home yet I still get to “study abroad”, these were the perfect combination. With my fingers crossed, I pushed the envelope encasing the application form into the mail box in front of the post office. It was early January, a merry period with Chinese new year celebration around the corner.
          And I was hopeful.
          4th March, it was my dear sister’s 24th birthday. As usual, I woke up, switched on the computer, brushed my teeth, and sat back at the computer desk. I was going to send a birthday email to her when the title of one email in my inbox attracted me at once. My heart raced and I got a slight goose bump. The title read something like “Results of Admission Application” and the email was sent by the admission committee of NTU. Nobody was at home: Mum went out for grocery shopping. Dad was working while my brother was at school. I sat up straight, drew myself closer to the screen, clicked the mail, then closed my eyes and waited. I could not bear failure. Ten seconds later I peeked, carefully scanning for the key words. I was ready to jump and scream in excitement.
          My heart dropped. “No, they can not just do that to me,” I murmured to myself.
          For the whole month, I gasped every time I thought of the perfect but ruined plan. Then I applied for admission to a local private university that was just an hour drive from home. It was merely a desperate move.                  
          Early April 2010, I received a text from my friend who had applied for admission to Taiwan’s universities as well. She sent me a list of our names who got admitted by respective university. I scrolled down the text and saw my name: “Ng Zhen Yoong – National Cheng Kung University”. I was glad but wasn’t too excited. So I was torn between two extreme choices at the time: to stay very close to home and study in a small university or fly to another country and study in one of the best universities in Taiwan. There wasn’t the perfect “in between” plan anymore, though I was still mourning for it. 
          Deep down inside, I was eager to try new things. But when I thought of the kind of life so far away from home and had to start everything from scratch, I flinched. My parents were anxious too. Though they told me it was all up to me to decide, I could still see from their eyes that they wished I would stay. For three weeks I kept thinking about this question, and had not been able to made up my mind until my dad started to rush me.  He said he had found a shared apartment for me near the local university. If I chose to stay I would have to sign the contract for it in a week’s time. He gave me three more days for making the final decision. Great, a dead line now.
          Two days later the family headed out for a dinner. Sitting on the backseat of the car, I looked out at the street and the same old town through the window. I was immersed into the stream of thought again. For 18 years, I had been playing everything safe. I dared not do anything outrageous. I was a teacher’s pet and followed every rule in school. I did everything within my comfort zone. The night was warm, the breeze from outside was cosy. And out of nowhere, I felt a sudden urge inside. I needed to escape from this small old town; I should explore some other places, not just merely visiting foreign places as a tourist, but living in a foreign land and enjoying the whole experience of “living abroad”. I must get a taste of it. I was young and should go on an adventure. I knew it would be hard but there would be trials and tribulations that will make one grow. This was the only chance, and college life should be the most important stage of my life. “It will be worth it. Let’s do it,” I thought to myself. And while my dad was still driving and my mom sitting beside, I told them my final decision. For several seconds, there were only sounds of the car and the traffic outside. But at last, they let out a resigned smile and nodded as a gesture of approval.
          And from that day onwards, I did not look back. I have had the best and worst time of my life. What’s more, I even feel glad that NTU did not grant me admission. And if I had chosen to stay in Malaysia, I would not have tasted so many exotic foods, to have experienced a whole new culture, to have met my besties and had the blasts of my life. Good or bad, they are all precious. I will never trade them for the world.
          It was hard, but I believe I had made one hell of a good decision.

Monday, January 9, 2012

You

Hey.

See the stars.
They shine ever so brightly for   .
Notice the lips.
They curve ever so delightedly for   .
Feel the hands.
They grasp ever so tightly for the fear of losing   .
Hear the heartbeat.
It pounds ever so enthusiastically for   , 
and every moment so it beats 
still and still
till demise.


For You,
who haven't come, 

or will never exist.