Well..the first week we had our one-week school break and spent our first week of fasting at home..except for 2 boys who came to Mr. Liew's house for a Study Camp joined by Alep and Rahmat..I would say it was splendid to be with them. we're like.. family.. we studied, we played, we break our fast with the bazaar food..and had our sahur with the Sifu's special fried rice..it was delecio0uusss! I kinda miss it now.. Mr. Liew even fast during our stay there..
So..there goes our first week and then comes the following week..we got our results..officially n our position..geez..wouldnt wanna say how bad it is (coz it's really bad)..we trained as usual till one day..Mr. Liew got damn mad at us for not doing the drills properly and not performing in our studies..he went kabboom that evening n it continued for the next 2 weeks..we were very shock n panic..didnt know what 2 do..(bcoz b4 dis yg slalu pujuk sir rahmat n casem, skarang diorg dh xde) we just did what we think is best for him and us..
The 3rd week..after coming back from hometown (again) for Nzul Quran, a few of us..who failed even a paper in our previous exam..has to sit under the tun haniff court tree..it was soo boring and coincidently, casem n que came to koleq that day along with abg ise and aunty ana..it was hurtful to see them play while we were stuck here studying under the tree..
As time passes by..so does the days of Ramadhan..we sat under the tree for a whole week! from Tuesday, to another tuesday..We picked the puasa days because there were not much of a training in the Ramadhan..no fitness..
Finally till the last day had come..we came down..(early) and enjoyed every single second of the training session..we got the chance to play some games..and win some too..but the feeling to touch n dribble the ball was the best! we never got to touch the ball when we were under the tree..
Mr. Liew also wrote a song bout the tree, but I cant remember what's the lyric..
We vowed to the tree never to meet IT again..and so i hope that we shall never meet..
