The Field

Fifteen men for the glory of battle

Each wanting their bones to shatter

Eyes alit, sweat drops in rains

The sun blinds us extending our pain.

Brotherhood is a binding contract

Shirts are pulled among their acts

A common cause is what they fight for

The free eight men who struggles ashore.

The other seven wait their turn

Seeing their brothers ready to earn

Their feet in leap ready to fly

Reminding them they're not there to die

The sea of blood, the sea of tears

The fiery landscape of our fears

Bodies burn, hearts afire

All the reason to take me higher.

The field is where I long to be

With my brothers in arms eventually

Let ten or fifty years go past

As long as I am on that field at last.

Names I use for Rugby

PSYCHOLOGICAL WARFARE
A tactic where the opposition is ridiculed into getting them hot tempered. They either lose focus, or gain yellow card.

TABLE
A straight spear that will knock the flying sh*t out of you.

GANGBANG
It's when three or more tackle one player. HARD.

T-REX TACKLE
Otherwise known as the Dive Tackle. Done in surprise.

HAMMERED
A consecutive number of hits done by the forward pack NON-STOP.

PICK & MIX
Where Backs and Forwards mix up in the defense line.

SKIING
Pulling a shirt and getting dragged by the opposition.

Sarah in Comic Land

Dear Sarah

Hey honey :) Since you haven't been checking out the blog (although I don't update much hehehe), I'd thought your first reading would be on what you asked me just now in Twitter. That's right: Graphic Novels. I don't have a wide collection but I know some I can recommend for your fun reading :)

Let's begin with my favorites. :D

Dark Knight Returns

The comic narrative style is classic. Doesn't matter if you are lost in the current Batman universe, this book is a worthwhile read. If Batman ever disappeared, this is how he should return: With a Bang. Also, it has an in depth look of what might the world look like in the future of the DC universe.

Dark Knight Strikes Back (aka DK2)

It's a sequel but it doesn't strike much with the first comic. It's colors are blinding and bit of lazy and scattered. Yet, the story itself is epic in proportion. If you've seen how Batman handled the future, what about the other superheroes? Comic Geek Love.

300

If you've seen the movie, why not read the original comic that inspired the film. The colors, the characters, the story, the action... all unaffected by movie censorship standards, in a big book. Plus, it's like carrying a sketch pad in your hands. You'll be amazed at the amount of detail and it's original portrayal.

Watchmen

It's deep with philosophical statements, a satirical novel, a political statement, and a reality check. If superheroes ever existed, is it really good for the world? Why do people where costumes and become vigilantes? Are superheroes really perfect role models. I bet if you saw the film after reading it, you'll fall asleep. Watchmen is a true graphic novel.

Blankets

This is my absolute favorite. Reading it is like reading it for Literature class. The book makes use of a lot of symbolisms, and reading it several times you'll still find some hidden meanings in the images. A love story in connection with religious faith, about growing up and about family. I can write essays about how the characters are similar yet complete opposites to each other. It's a really big book, this is how I like my comic books. Just a relaxing read yet a serious statement.

V for Vendetta

The movie has little to offer compared to this comic when it comes to bringing out the true intentions of the villain named V. Another political satire from the writer of Watchmen and another impressive display of writing skill. If England were to become a Fascist state where citizens are monitored their whole lives, how would one change the country? The movie brought a message of Liberty over Control. The graphic novel explains deeply that it is not just that. It is about ending Order with Chaos.

That is all for now. There are other titles like Bone, Scott Pilgrim, Kick Ass, and more but I'll just leave it to you to explore the great world of graphic novels. It is an adventure :)


Sincerely,


Azzi

As long as you smile, the world shines

I'm officially off the braces then replaced with a retainer which I can take off anytime. This means to me so much. It's like my confidence came back and I can smile again to people without pulling my lips back. Life is awesome if you have to strength to smile. Exit Braces Enter Retainers :P

I dedicate my 500th post to the PTEB Sixers

I finally reached the 500th post. Strange that I got here despite the length of updates I have been making. This post, I dedicate to my Sixers. Where Glory Days will never be forgotten.

It's been 2 years since. But you know, I remain eager and confident we'll get back to the field of battle again.

Love and Faith

I've been wondering about my current stance in love's existence. Despite the number of times I've said that I gave up, it seems evident that I am still unsure of it myself. That's me. Indecisive. It just so happens that I had another of those 'dreams' that talk to me.

You see, there was this girl I met once, and I remember her eyes. It was during one of those days when I has someone else on my mind. Yet, there she was, and I forgot the problems I had then. Can you imagine seeing a glimpse of someone and all your troubles are gone?

Then today, I had this dream  and she was sitting on my bed. As to the curious nature of how she got into my room even with the door locked is puzzling, yet in dreams you don't think about this a great deal. I said her name, then she turned her head with a smile on her face. Her eyes were still the same color I remember.

We talked for awhile, laughing at the fact that she was in my room which is impossible. It seemed like a long conversation. Before I could ask how did she get here, she asked me a question that I never expected.

"Do you believe in love?"

I told her I did. She asked why the past tense, of which then I replied:

"My faith in it was gone."

She sighed.

"You still have me in your mind."

How did she know that, I wondered. That was awkward.
I laughed. It was a nice thought that she knew.

"Something inside you", she said, "still believes in it, even if it hurts"
She knew everything, like she understood every part of my life. As a final word, she said:
"You haven't given up on it, even if you try. Your faith is still strong".

To have a dream tell me that was really weird.
Yet it was serious.

"I know I'll never see you again," I said. "I'll wake up and realize it's a dream. I hate that, waking up to the most special memory and forget it. In real life, I know you don't see me the same way I did. Then I will realize why do I still love? It is better if it never occurred to me at all. Yet I still does."

"I'm here right now," she said. "I know you won't forget."

I knew what she meant.
"You kept it alive didn't you."

"So did she," she said.

Hey You

It’s been awhile, so here it goes…

If you’re here reading, hi.
Thanks for not forgetting me.
I hope that you checking my blog is because you’ve been wondering where I’ve gone missing.

I really want to let you know this:
My heart that day when you stopped talking to me.
That same day, something in me felt like it died.
The next day, I gave up on love, after years of believing in it.
Then I gave up on you, after all these years I thought you’ll be there.

Yesterday, I had a dream. The dream came like a flashback and then I remembered all those good times and forgot all this hate I’ve been accumulating.



It went like this: It was you and me, going down to the canteen and bought some food while I got myself some extra chips. Then after, I fell on this ditch and like, passed out for a few seconds before going noisy on how karma-ish it was. You laughed and we went on after crying for a moment for the chips I spilt.

Then we had our lunch before the next class and I saw how amusing it was seeing you chew with difficulty. We talked and ate, and then when we were finished, we talked some more. I remember you got this smile I really like. But I always remembered your hair. We talked about your hair a lot, vividly I remember how long it was.

When the dream ended, all the anger on you was still there, but this time a bit relaxed.

I thought about the difference of my life with you in it, and my life without you in it. But I get it. When this happened, it gave an opportunity for me to search myself. You know, basic ‘find whole reason to being’ stuff, what you really mean to me, and why I could never put you off my mind. I think I’m close to the answer.

I wish I could tell you about Japan. It was your dream too.

And you know, the moment I was in Japan and breathed in the spring air it was a journey start to healing. Yet, it was the flowers that helped me.



My heart healed the moment I saw the blossoms.

Wished you were there with me.