Sports Diary

My life's been down in the dumps lately, and it got me all emo-ey and all that. What precipitated this bout of emo-ness has to be the loss of my less-than-a-month old Nokia 5320. I just got to know the little fella, and now it's gone. Now to the how's. The four of us went to 1Utama for some rock climbing. Being virgin climbers we didn't know the procedures or whatnots involving the climb, so naturally we only did what we were told. We were told to get changed, and so we did. In the changing room we noticed lockers, so we put our stuff in the empty lockers. What we weren't told was that we could've rented or purchased padlocks at the front desk. But, in saying all that, i'll have to admit the theft was partly my fault too. I never had the habit of putting my phone on silent whenever i leave it in my bag, and it proved my undoing. So now the phone's gone, and in it my nurse whistle message tone. And some money.

I tried getting my phone back, but apparently our country has a stance on being slow to pick up on the latest technology. While i'm not exactly someone who's text-heavy (inside joke), i picked up a little bit on how a phone line works. I had a huge lead on the thief, but was met with stumbling blocks every turn i take. So when all avenues had been exhausted, all i could do was just give up and feel low. That incident coupled with a few others just gave me the feeling of hopelessness, like nothing good's been happening to me in a long time. So now my faith in humanity is at an all time low. I don't see the point in being a nice person anymore. What's the point. As a friend pointed out, "Nice guys finish last. Always".

With all the crappy stuff happening, i turned to the only thing that can keep my spirit up: sports. Rock climbing was awesome, though super tiring. I would recommend it to anyone who wants to try something new and different. On the same day (rock climbing + theft), i had a 3 on 3 basketball tournament back in uni. In hindsight, rock climbing wasn't really a good idea before a tournament, but i've never done it before so i thought i'd give it a shot. Anyways, by the time i got to the court my hands were limp and i was shooting air balls. So i resorted to lay up-ing. In the end we lost in the first round itself, by a point. Best part is, i didn't know we were so close i kinda gave up toward the end. But i didn't think i could've pushed my body for the next round anyways. Also, the same night, had a futsal session with my brother and friends. Needless to say, played crappily.

Been also playing a whole lot of night basketball, which beats morning and evening basketballs hands down. This has also brought back my competitive spirit, which was lost awhile back. So now i'm strongly considering rejoining the uni basketball team, if i can get in. Apparently the talent pool's grown, so i'll have to work hard to get in. Though i've given myself the condition of the basketball not interfering with school work, which is gonna be hard but i have this sense of wanting to achieve something before i enter the work force.

Also, i followed a friend to 1Utama for futsal 'bout a month back to play with his friends. I knew a few of them, so it was a friendly atmosphere. I didn't try to be too serious 'bout the game. Until i came up against this guy. We were attacking, and the ball dropped in front of me in front of the opposition goal. So, it being a 50-50 ball, i tried stabbing the ball in. This guy A (for a-hole) managed to get to the ball before me, resulting in me accidentally kicking his leg. So i smiled, apologised to him and expecting to get a smile and a "it's ok" sign from the guy. This is what A arrogantly says to me:

"Next time kick the ball bro"

Oh yeah, thanks for the advice bro. So that's how football is played. You're supposed to kick the ball. All this while i thought we were supposed to kick feet.

If that wasn't enough, he decides to drop some knowledge on my friend who was smoking. He was saying how smoking was bad for your health, look at him, older but still playing with the young guys. Oh yeah, this guy A was a portly fella. And here he is giving out health advice to another person.

Why don't you lay off the banana leaf first, bro (he's Indian).