Hi, I'm a lazy ass.
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10 dollars for an answer and some bread. Monday, June 1, 2009 @ 2:21 PM
East West yesterday. My team got out right after our first two matches. I wasn't in a good form and was oddly calm, not geared up in anyway (although I did feel a rush of queasiness right before my match). Not particularly caring about winning or losing. I was actually trying to decide whether I should join SKC after the competition, and so continuing Kendo. And after all that, I think I should. I was thinking hor, weekdays I go work, Saturdays go for Japanese class and after that can meet friends, Sunday stay home and rest and draw. So that pretty much leaves me with no time for Kendo. In addition because I am thinking about going into the teaching path, I really wouldn't be able to fork out time to train. So I was pretty much ready to let my shinai and bogu relax one corner. But then, no training like so no life man. Its not like I want to join the Singapore team and fight in WKC or what but I do enjoy Kendo. But if I stop now, its like a "..." to the end of a chapter that leaves a person scratching his head after reading it. And the friends I've made there, I think they're the main reason why I want to keep continuing. I think I need an organiser right now. And I'm snorting at myself as I write this because I never use an organiser. Ever. But recently so many things are happening around me I think I need to start using one and put down my plans. My buddy to the unpredictable and scary future! I read about Amanda's post about her father crying in front of her. I think today I saw the weak side of my dad as well (no tears involved though). He just looked so old and hopeless I had a feeling to the extent of being pitiful that I felt so much more powerful and capable than him, which is saying something considering that I've been relying on him for the past 20 years. I felt truly ready to take over his role. But I think I will still stay true to myself and keep telling myself not to be a slave for money. Give myself a chance. Don't know how this will work out, but I'm trying. And I do think I'll be able to make it better if I stay true to myself. To the people suffering from identity crisis, jia you! |