Today was the first day of the competition. I was supposed to participate women's doubles with a girl that I've never even tried partnering with. Then the schedule changed, I went but didn't play. Tbh or course I did played. Badminton is love. I couldn't resist free courts, you know.
Before that, Moon insisted the breakfast. He's nice. I can't say no to pure supportive friends like that right? I hope he's not regret. Getting up so early actually wasnt worthy, he gave up sleep, just to show support. I received that very fully, and I appreciate it.
I watched my war mates lost. But I'm glad they faced it really well. Sukma girl was sick. I mean sick. Badass and awesome af. I swear she's my idol. We have this stuff in common: loves hurting voon. It the jokingly way. My partner, Perak state player, she was pretty quiet at first. But then we still communicated well. There's no winning yet, but Grabcar was filled with laughter as we returned.
I just woke up from the cold. So tired, no idea why. Then receiving sad faces. I want to run over there and see what I can do. With my eyes half forcing itself shut back, I literally imagined myself cycling there. It's kinda hard when you want to help but you found out that you only can sit there and do nothing.
I thought about him. When he was in pain, in the hospital, and I'm just here, so far away wanting to rush over so bad.
I'm sure he'll do well. The best thing I can do is showing up right? I mean.... what else?
I wish I can be helpful.
Yeah I should just show up.
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