12/1/08
Yesterday I had a lot to write about, but my monitor chose to have a strike and will not work for me.
Was playing bball (right after i felt sick, yeah) at PHS, that familiar court which i played at for more than 3 years, and i was playing with some of my seniors who went through thick and thin together with me.
Even after more than a year, i still feel nostalgic when i play there. The familiar feeling was still there as we recollect our memories of playing there; of getting punished; of tough training; of all the precious lessons, whether in bball or in life, our coaches had given us. Because, all of us spent our growing years there together.
But the experiences of playing there is no longer the same. Strangely, all of us improved by a lot. Perhaps, we all trained harder outside than we used to be training there. In my case, i felt that this is because i no longer feel any pressure/stress, unlike in the past i'm constantly worrying that i make mistakes during training.
Which is why i played a lot better yesterday and surprised my seniors as well: I can play on my best form
without needing to care.
Some day diamonds are made through pressure. Definitely not me.
And its already December. The year will soon end.
But another one will begin soon too.
