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I am going to hand in my Honours dissertation tomorrow, effectively completing my university education. It’s surreal, bittersweet… You name it, I feel it. In my writing, at several moments, I remembered you. Taken from my thesis acknowledgements:
My supervisor, Dr. Rebecca Suter, who has been simply indispensable in the past year – my sincerest thanks [...]

Cognitive dissonance

It took me a day to figure out my bearings between Zen and devastation, but I am miraculously still alive after the US Open men’s final. You just learn not to sweat the small stuff – marriage (boo hoo!), Roland Garros, Wimbledon, Grand Slams record, Career Slam, World Number 1, fatherhood; everything else is icing [...]

Getting sidetracked

“[...] and if you are not a tennis person, I suspect this may be somewhat hard to fathom – the idea that watching two men spend that many hours hitting a ball could actually make your heart pound so hard that you have to keep jumping up and yelling and grabbing your own head.”
I live [...]

Vertigo

Put simply, there is no satisfactory way to describe the Roddick-Federer Wimbledon final.
I usually am very stingy about including other players in a Roger Federer post, but I would be remissed if I did not mention Andy Roddick’s glorious display of an arsenal of skills throughout the tournament, which stunned even the most staunch of [...]

Pièce de résistance

By no stretch of the imagination, Roger Federer’s win at Roland Garros was extraordinary, not to mention a long time coming. Having never won the Coupe des Mousquetaires, made worse by his fall slight decline from greatness in 2008, this makes his victory even sweeter. As a Federer fanatic, I am tired of seeking written [...]

Suzie Q.

I realised that nothing prepares you for death, not even when you know it’s coming in the midst of the drawn-out process of cancer.
My aunt passed away on Saturday morning – the grief is unexplainable; more painful than any heartbreak I have borne. I keep thinking that this is Auntie Susan – the one who always [...]

First of many

It took me a while to get to this point, but here I am…
It just hit me that this is my last year in Sydney; many people, despite having featured so prominently, I might never see again.

Calling

Am I suppose to experience fear? It throws off the equilibrium I have carefully arranged, not to mention everything I have held close to my heart.

No apologies, no regrets

And to say it like it is… Although I almost always choose to curse silently.
It comes across as an excuse for bad behaviour, only because I am shamelessly turning it on its head. But I do feel that I need one – an excuse; a reason, justification; whatever – for the way I am disabling my [...]

Pandora’s box

Why I lose control I do not know.
My inner demons will unleash themselves, throwing me into the black hole which my own hands have dug.