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JASMINE THERESE
"I only love simplicity. I have a horror of pretence."
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Saturday, March 01, 2008 "Winning at fencing is a combination of many things: the mind of a chess player, the face of a poker player, the flexibility of a gymnast, the hand-eye coordination of a calligrapher, and the endurance of a marathoner." I always knew that fencing requires both physical and mental skills. Yes, I often wish that I was faster, stronger and even a tad more aggressive, but for the last few months I've totally missed the mental aspect to the sport. My mind races so quickly when I'm advancing an attack, and I lose control over simple things like distance and tempo. Whenever that happens I'll be in a trance. By the time when I snap out of it, the opponent scores a point. And this repeats itself. It is really quite worrying, especially with Selangor Open coming up next weekend. I don't want to go back to the hotel regretting having done/not having done a particular move, then be so terribly mad at myself. Fencing aside, school hasn't been very kind towards me either. I'm starting CT next Thursday immediately after my last period at 4. And Lit Paper 5 is already so draining on its own, without having to include an entire day of lessons before it. Let's hope I'll survive it. Anyway, the school had its annual Cross-Country yesterday and the canoeists um, owned. A01 was involved in marshalling so we managed to stay out of the squishy mud. Well, at least for Ethel and I. No need to mention where we had the Cross-Country right - uuugggghhh. Ok I should get back to doing my Int'l Trade essay outline. Be well.
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