A picture speaks a thousand words. so now, no picture, so Im going to post a thousand words. Yeah like real.
Listening to Otsuka Ai's PLanetarium. Nothing catches me more than the chorus. Speaks alot about how im feeling now..."ikitai yo kimi no tokoro e ima sugu kakedashite". thought the lyrics don't reallymake sense to me, but whenver i hear this part, or other variations of the chorus, i feel the song moving in synch with my thoughts. how wonderful."I want to go to where you are I want to start running there soon"... yeah. first time ever Im adding colours to my post.
Im supposed to be sleeping right now. But i just can't. Nothing feels right...all of a sudden, I want days to pass faster....
Why am I posting such EMO stuff.
Heck, heck heck. Today I completely exhausted all my energy at badminton. Today's story is rather different from my usual rantings. It's quite amusing, actually. Me and wz met up at ZH CC at 7:30pm. Ok and today was really crowded. Imagine if you can, 2 courts, and 1 stage, but there were like 10 uncles lurking around plus one group of teenage "ahbeng wannabes", and another group of small children. Im really wondering if all of them are together. But the ahbeng group started to play on he stage.
The stage has limited height level, so one can only play pushing or "driving" shots. it's not even big enough for lobbing, so me and wz just use it to train tricks.
Ok, as every one knows I have my infamous butt spanker trickshot. Or rather, stunt. Right now, I can do it in ANY position, no matter how...I still can pull it off. And im pretty good at it now. thats some background info, but this ahbeng wannabe actually could do it. ( in a very noobish manner). and when he did that, he happened to have eye contact with me. I was giving a WTF expression. I mean like..."u're so noob don't try to do stunts can?"....
And he dao me back...
Wow. Ok. I admit I got abit pissed, but rather hyped up because I wanna show him the correct way how to do that trick. And also, I would probably slaughter him 15-0 in singles. (without him being able to serve even once..) and im not exaggerating.
He did that again, and this time he dao me again. I was like wtf.
Okay, after awhile, those bengs cleared the stage and me n wz went on it to play. And then me n wz were showcasing our arsenal of trickshots and boy, they were OMFG omg wtf all over. Man it was soooo hilarious. this teaches pple not to feel so great just because they can just do one simple trick that is soo fcuking simple...yeah. and they left like 2 mins after tt...
Amongst this group, I know one guy. Actually his WP's friend. His pretty ok, relative to his other ahbeng wannabes. He can lob 3/4base, had a ridiculously funny form, and framed like 5 times continually when i stroked with him.
So I challenged the most pro uncle to doubles. He just randomly picked that Wp's friend to partner him. Oh boy, the match was sooo hilarious. total owning. That uncle got soo pissed with Wp's friend. And u know uncle ar. all very straightforward one, when I ask whether want 2nd set anot, he said " aiya how to play that guy cannot even play ". and he was like yelling in frustration when Wp's friend hit a stupid mistake. HAHA, very funny leh..Okay i admit i was kinda evil. I pulled of GADE's MAGIC in that match. Haha so funny. Doing tricks and succeeding is not about doin the trick itself (and for the temporarily shuangness), but also, it shows confidence...Of course, we were winning when I did that. so no complains right?
Wp's friend left with a very low, and sad face. He was depressed. Being mocked like shit, I mean who can take it. Being shoved into a game of level like 5-6 tiers above his own level, i'ts really inevitable to feel downcast and sad...
Okay. now free court and played singles with WZ. I was leading like 14-7. WOW, win liao right? no. I lost. stupid. Im not fated to win against wz....I really ping all out till 14 points and I really ran out of energy at the last point...Dang, what luck...
I really regret nt bringing towel because I was really soaking wet and my hair was like...really unkempt and messy, and constantly WET due to pespiration. And it looks sooo horrible. Really kills my mood when playing actually...
uncles challenged us doubles again. After our horribly tiring match of singles. Wz was tired too. but we played. being young, we couldn't use the excuse of fatigue unlike the uncles usually do. We lost 12-15, due to tireness and a series of stupid mistakes when the score was tired 12-12.
They invited us to go next week.
the good thing is when u reach a certain standard, u have pple jio-ing you instead of you jio-ing them....
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