Badminton is happiness

I know I should be sleeping.

These days I've been playing badminton, two days consecutively. My arm is in an extremely bad condition. Started from affecting my lobs and smashes, now even backhand lifts. This is very very bad. But, I'm happy. I'm tired, clumsy. Life is exciting, but my arm is dying.

People first met me thinks I'm strong. People who played with me for a long time thinks I reduced smashing. It's funny. I enjoy seeing inti team's gaze during any match. I only watch matches which seems interesting, so I think I know them well in this case. I got chum as my doubles partner. I beat her, but she's not bad, I think we can aim for champion. It doesn't cost that much.

I find it nice that guan still asks me to join in. Even tho he's always almost mixed with inti team. Inti team isn't that friendly. They control their gaze, because they're like so superior, they don't mix around with the rest. The others, I actually prefer the non inti team boys. Much friendlier, and we're accepting. We have patience to put a newbie in the game. No matter what, it's a gain.

When you teach the newbie, you gain a friend. When you partner a person who can't play well, you learn to back up. When you play with three people who are pretty damn good, you learn new strategies. It's fun in any way. But of course I don't have patience hahahaahahaha.

The club ajk are quite pitiful. They manage the members so they can't play during club time. They play after, when most people are going back. today i played with a couple of them. They're actually quite good. Next time I should probably come late so that we can play quality matches at the end.

Life is good, I just have to fix my arm.