I was watching the 2010 S. Africa World Cup group draws... I felt so detached from soccer now. I remembered how I fell in love with this sport and the suave, athletic players. I became such a fanatic that I would wake up in the wee hours in the morning just to catch my favorite team in action, that their performance would affect my mood, how it would become the only topic I talked about for the day, how my english essays would be inspired by it, and how it took up much of my life for the majority of my teenage years.

Since I came to US, the passion grew lesser and lesser. Not only my passion for soccer, but for sports. I used to be rather sporty, playing badminton, skipping rope ( i remembered how I would skip with the rope made with loops of rubber bands everyday before tuition, during class breaks and after school in the garage), and try some other sports. Now, I prefer to stay at home, cuddle on my bed watching unrealistic dramas...

But lately, I discovered or may be rediscovered other passion--- crafting. I always like to make things be it personal handmade cards for my friends or family or other decorative crafts. I enjoyed arts classes (except when the teachers were trying to pressure me to come up somethings that I didn't know how and the hours it took to complete something). I would spent hours and even forgoing dinner working on my arts project or exams. I decided to let arts go during my upper sec. years and for that 2 years, I felt rather lost.My only encounter with arts was being a member of the Art Club but I didn't enjoy it very much. The stress of exams and "o" level blinded me of the joy I once had with arts and crafts.

Nowadays, cross-stitching and making cards help me relax. I wished I have better drawing skills or even apt with graphic design software then I can make more beautiful things easily. The sudden urge to take up drawing and designing classes.