Sports fiesta

My life is content I can die in peace rn.

So today was first day of sports fiesta. A team event organized by intima which includes badminton, so.... I guess I mentioned before? Son grass got me into his team because chubby gab's team was full. They both want me. HAHA. It feels extra good to be wanted, honestly. Honestly. Well, what to do? The most likely champion team was full.

So my original partner got really sick, and got substituted by a guy almost my height. I know I'm evil to be judging, but well, his height is a very very emo disadvantage but who knows, maybe he plays fucking good even tall guys are afraid of him? Not judging. Heh. Not the bad way. Anyway. The first few matches got me fired up. Not mad, I mean. Really not-calm. Anxious. Singles, men doubles, men doubles, woman doubles, then lastly mix doubles. Five games. I participated two, obviously. First game was like a warm up game. Lucky to have an opponent not so pro, that I aimed her all the time. But second game, it was a seasoned mix doubles pair. They used the same girl, but she did way better during mix. Conclusion: 1 - 1. I mean, my sets. But the rest of the team lost. In conclusion: 1 - 4 which means, we lost so badly. Nevermind. Guess what?

We versus team chubby gab at the second round. Holy fuck. Obviously it's a 100% lose game. I did really badly at the woman's doubles. I can't believe I lost. I mean, we lost. Mostly I was backing up my partner so.... I lost. Ish. Bad bad game. But during mix doubles. Ha. It was the best ever. Three matches, all with close score. Us versus chubby gab and the same girl. I like how we deuced until abt 24-22. The rest of the hall was waiting for us, the last game, so it was abit pressured, plus their reactions. The applauses, cheers. Wow. Stress. Anyway, we won. Oh fucking hell it was a close call. I was soooo fucking worried that I might make bad services and hit the fucking net, wasting nice points. Holy. I'm happy with this. Honestly. I paid like RM26 for the competition and the jersey, I feel like I've won it all back. It's a worthy tournament. The satisfaction. The fun. The social opportunities, all are gains. I've never been this happy getting two consecutive scores. It's like. Wow. Idk how to describe already. It was pretty tiring tho, cuz mix doubles comes after womans doubles. I'm glad I had training, hours playing matches by matches consecutively, with friends too. The stamina was so important, and I could happily honesly say, yeah I can continue don't worry.

We had supper. My girl partner made me ordered food. Ugh. Much guilty. So half the team and a few of the audiences went to eat. Through convos I know that they're all cupnoodle's May 2018 OLE kids. My juniors. Feeling old, but happy. I don't feel bad for joining songrass's team instead of chubby gab's. This team is socially more fun actually. Chubby gab's team was a little too cool, except for chubby gab, he's cute. May 2018 OLE team.

So, I've recklessly caused half my own OLE group to forget my face but then managed to crash party knowing a different batch of OLE group. This is a fucking gain.

Fuck you, asstard, for making me stay in my room. Fuck you for making me missed out what I've missed thanks to your narrow minded opinions which I seemed to compromised in order to make you feel better. He ruined me. Find my way back to love? I found it when you're gone. I guess nobody can ever shut me in a tiny room. I'd go out, meet new people, and get new squads.

Life, maybe I'd know these people for a month or two. Maybe two weeks. But people come and go, right. Like, it depends on how much effort I'm gonna put to maintain anything, if there's anything. Loong's gone, maybe he's just a passerby just like that ass. He just stayed a little longer, and that's not anyone's fault. Who knows.

Sports fiesta. Very fun event. I think I'd join it again next time. Who knows? I a8m for a bigger network, let's see how far I can get.