Rehab

So yesterday I went baddy with the committees and their squad. It was... Pretty sad. Every single lob at the front was sooooo fucked up. So painful. Oh my gosh. To the point I had to stroke with menshoe. When I stroked with her, it was painless, because I used wrist flicks. I think my wrist is getting stronger everyday. But my arm, oh god. I wasn't on form yesterday. The shuttles seemed like they don't fly. My arm seemed stiff. My vision seemed blurry. I was probably very tired from assignments, journals. Reports.

There were ten of us, but the second court was only for an hour. It wasn't too satisfying. But then we went to the mamak at maboro. I followed ys to the place. Anndd yeah. We both drove. It was really a super lucky thing that we could park together, side by side, even at the court too. 1111. Such an easy number.

Life is good. Nilai food is bad. Idk what to say about the food. I'm speechless. They're bad. Nevermind, the important thing is the people. So from there I spoke to the boys, realized they're all actually little boys. Damnnn. So young. Only the committees and I, and hooi's partner were the older ones.

So the men singles champ was sitting on my left. The More I see the more he looks like a little boi. It's actually very easily identifiable. But that boy. Next to ys looks older I guess. Ys definitely looks old. Hooi's partner too. I guess I looked old. Younger girls don't talk the way I talk. Idk, there's just a difference. I'm talkative, but I talk with my brain.

They talked about previous president's shits. Oh so that is why he didn't like inti BC. Ys talked about singles with him last year. He said, they played three sets, and Ys won. Yas I definitely believe Ys beats him. Since the topic was there. I took my chance to ask. He said he have a polite wave. Nah ys was not the one that spoke to him.

Menshoe actually clarified it for him already. She said, he actually said to them "why did he even". There wasn't many mutual friends. In social media, only YS and... Hujung were mutual friends. Not hujung, not ys. Idgaf anymore.

Jon snow examined my arm, briefly. He said my right arm was freaking stiff. And I needed rest. Of course I needed rest. But rest is not enough to heal it. You know. Thrre must be programs. I don't think the one he gave me works anymore because the injure seems like it shifted a little. The angles that felt shitty aren't the same anymore. So I guess I need a trip to physio clinic. See what I can get. Maybe request for a rehab program. If it doesn't work I'd take the rest of their suggestion: to go for tcm. Fukkk. I'm scared.

Yes I have a choice. I thought it tru and I'm gonna do smtg. I swear. Baddy is love. Even if I lose a couple months of baddy, I should maintain the long lasting ability to play.

Is it worthy?
No. Two bags and rackets can't pay for my arm. Can't pay for my future. My love. Baddy kept me going, so I have the responsibility to keep baddy going too.