Tuesday, November 17, 2009

slow revision

my revision is slower than i thought. looks like it's gonna be a rush, and i gotta stop getting distracted by the com.

was thinking about fighting while i was in the kitchen getting some water. so i threw some punches in the air, did some high kicks, and managed somehow to hurt my muscles -_-

i was always marvelled by fighting from a young age. from wong fei hong, actually mainly wong fei hong. haha.. when finally i got to fight in close combat training in army, i realised it's seriously no easy feat to fight for even 5 minutes. the 2nd time was during the advanced course, which i really looked forward to, becuz of the fighting. it was then i realised in a fight, you have to keep your mind level, and not just charge straight ahead like an idiot with a big pillow trying to crush your opponent with it, like what the instructors 'indirectly' tell you to. well basically to pass the course, you just gotta be aggressive, so just shout and charge, pass liao. i decided against the idea and tried to play cool. holding back my blows, hopping around like in a boxing ring, figuring out what he's gonna do next. basically that worked, quite well. i was titled 'best fighter' in that little small training exercise from sparring against other group reps. regardless the insignificant title, the feeling was seriously great. fun, exciting, consequences are clear-cut (he hit me i pain, i hit him he pain). i even managed to dodge some close range blows. i went to see other courses where some of my friends are. one fight i remembered well was my friend vs someone quite weak, and he wasn't the type of aggressive we should see in a soldier. and with a black belt background, he seriously kicked his ass. before that i never really see in reality the true meaning of kicked his ass. that day, i saw a bit of it. one blow and he seriously can't handle, it's like flying off liao. and knowing that your opponent is so much stronger than you, and more skilled than you, and your combat instructor is still asking you to chiong, the guy must be pretty stressed out.

in itself, fighting brings about a deep sense of getting to know yourself more. how you fight in the ring, is probably how you fight against the odds of life.

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