Let us move on..
Time flow. Like the water in the river.. Sweeping up every dirts and sands, leaving river the most transperance look as it can.
There were days when I wake up, couldn’t help to stop the tears from rolling down.. There were nites before I fall into sleep, couldn’t help to stop myself from thinking about the scene on that particular day, when we lost.
Putting in all the efford make someone really care.
I love debate. And we did do a lot for this QuanBian10. So we cry for it. It’s ok, but after crying, let us move on.
Stupid guys say stupid things. Who can just say, "oi, it is okey lar, u still have the 1st runner up, why always blaim judges?"? -Only those who didn’t join us from the beginning to the last. Who can just say," come on, UM win so many times already, can’t u all just give others a chance?"? -Only those who didn’t work hard for their own champion, and those who didn’t watched how many times had UM lost this few years. Who can just say," UM performed so badly, all ‘gui bian’ and ‘jiao bian’.. They had actually no points, no good ‘jia gou’, no good debaters.."? -Only those whose standard are so low, and those who dunno appreciate knowledges and debate.
You see, why should we care about what is said by them? They are not even people that really care and understand about us. So let them talk what they want to, and let us move on.
QuanBian10 now became a past tense. Asia Pacific, Zhong Ma, and Premiere Cup, even IVD, will be our future tense. I want to start moving forward. Are my friends ready?
Let’s go.
Uncategorized | Comment (1)梦碎了，心受伤了
3个月半的努力。105天的埋头苦干……
眼泪、欢笑、汗水、争执。到了最后，我们却只能卑微地把命运和梦想，交到7个完全看不到我们付出多少的人的手上，让他们决定我们值不值得拥有这份荣誉。
一个败北，输了两场比赛，换回双重的心痛。然而，找不到的，是失败的理由。
梦破碎了，不知道是谁把它摔在地上的；心滴血了，不知道是谁将它不小心或故意割伤的。曾经以为靠近了的希望，瞬间消失了，找不到凶手，找不到希望的痕迹。
我们得罪了谁？我们招惹了谁？我们伤害了谁？我们的努力上帝看不到吗？我们的认真评判看不到吗？我们的耕耘观众看不到吗？我们的付出，那些只会抨击马大的人，都看不到吗？
我们的眼泪，是为了什么而流？不是为输了的冠军，而是为碎了的梦想，失去的国辩，和对教练同伴的羞愧以对……
Uncategorized | Comment (0)the END is near
Copy the phrase from shin liang’s msn..
As I also don’t know how to describe the day. =P
Tomorrow will be the final of national debate.I, strongly believe that the victory and the fortune, will come to us. Even I am not 1 of 4, who are "assigned" to beat UPM. Well, izzit no matter who beat the enemy, the happiness will be the same? I wonder…
Again, I wonder… Am I a selfish person? If the answer is no, then why I’m so sad because I have no chance to compete on stage?
Again, I wonder… Am I not good enough, am I not having talent in debate? If the answer is no, then why I’m not able be the final 4 debaters?
Ya, thanks God for I’m still young. Still having a lot of chance to transform myself into a sun (or a star?) in the debate universe.
But, God. From the very 1st time I fall in love with debate, quanbian became 1 of my dream. And damn it, I’m here in the team, but, I’m still a step away from it..
Aihhhhhh..
QuanBian arena is not meant to be mine? Then where is my arena? IVD? Hope so.. If this is only way to make me feel better..
Wish UM debate team rise as a champion tomorrow. Wish IVD "ticket" come back to UM debate team, and to me.
I, will work harder. Cause I already told angel coach, that I want to be a sun. Not a star.
Uncategorized | Comment (0)I know
Today, you were there on the arena and I watched from beside..So deep my sign..Why is HE putting everything in this way? Different schools we are, different teams we are, different positions we are..Same destination we are, moving towards.
But the goal, allows only one, not both of us.
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It was a long time ago…
I know, there will be one day, when we meet again.
I know, you are not giving up this path, where we met before.
I know, we shared and we are still sharing the same hope and dream.
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I was once belive, I had let u out of my mind. I am now realised, I might actually be not.
Was it the reason why I am here, strieving hard to the so-called my foreseen intersection point of ours? Was it the reason why I am here, to chase the same dream as u are?
Hey guy, of course I am not.
I love debate. Just because I love it.
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Glad to meet u, again.
Goodbye.
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