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Sunday, January 07, 2007

What is the world made up of?

Arts and sports, I would venture to say, add them up and you would get a whole world of differences. Pun intended.

Just over the weekend, I volunteered myself to help up as a sub-com committee member at Sports Club for our poly’s sport’s symposium. (Big word, simply means, seminar!) I was truly overwhelmed by the energy the sports people are radiating. I hate to admit this but when compared; the arty-farty people I have gotten used to seem really subdued.

It was a culture-shock for me, the din they create just simply by being there and their size, or rather their built, regardless of their sexes were fit and strong and, oh, so tanned. Being in their midst, I cannot help but feel like a frail, white and little wild-flower about to be blown away by the softest breeze. Ha! Just exaggerating! But still, it was intimidating.

And because all the guys, were taller than me (which doesn’t say much seeing that I’m really short), so strong and not bad looking, they all appear average. Erm… But of course, there was one who stood out. He was really tall, tanned, has an air of self-assurance (who wouldn’t, with his looks and all), got the brooding kind of look and handsome, generally looking larger than life. The kind you know, Sam, I would go, Wow, oh my goodness, he is HOT and you would go, yah, I was looking at him, too. –Gush, giggle, giggle- ;-)