My goodness, I've been blogging for 5 years. It's really been about nothing (like Seinfeld except it's not as funny or witty and sometimes only makes sense to me), even though I think I had a good idea in mind at the time. I believe I was in the 2nd year of grad school and going through some stuff. 2005 was a good year. I got my MSW, a new job, and a black belt. I got my license in 2010 and hopefully a few other things in the coming months.
So I noticed that I didn't write anything for the past month.
My league had the 4th match against another team. Westside vs. S & V. No, we're not gangs.
The format was as follows: 10 players on each team, 2 must be female shooters. Each player puts up $25. Race to 21. We went down to one of their clubs to shoot. I walk in, and I recognize a few good shooters. It's ok because I'm like one of them anyway...my picture is up on the wall at this all black people club!! I was on their team one year. We were very confident that we'd crush them.
But no! After 10 games, we were down 8-2. Yikes. I was having a really hard time. This was only a week or so after I started my practice and I was still rusty. I could not adjust to the funky tables (one of them are those glow in the dark kind and have bright yellow pockets). I know that's no excuse because good players still play well.
Somehow we tied at 16-16 and I wasn't winning any of my games. Even then I was having a good time catching up with my friends. Deep inside, I was hoping I don't have to play again after 3 games because I really wasn't doing too well.
The score was now 20 (us)-18. One of our best players was about to play. So I figured I can put my cues down.
But no!! The girl breaks and runs out on him!!!! Wow, what a great timing!!!! Oh no wait, what a horrible timing for me. Now I had to shoot. It's kind of exciting, but soooooo much pressure!
Neither one of us played very well. I decided to go aggressive since I wasn't doing very well and I screwed up. She had ball in hand to run a few balls but hooked herself on the 8. I got another chance to shoot out my 4 balls left on the table.
10+ people were cheering for me hoping I'd win and bring home whopping $25 a piece. The guy that would play after me was praying to god, buddha, whatever you can think of. The other 10+ people were hoping I'd miss. I made a weird but successful runout and brought home the win!
We were all so happy that I saved the guy from having a heart attack.
I have a tournament tomorrow but I'm feeling a little sick. I seem to get sick before something important...I had the same thing before the exam. Went on a hike on Sunday after staying up late and got too cold by the waterfalls. It was a fun hike, though.
Oh yeah, my brother got a new job in Tokyo and he's moving there. I finally have a place to stay in Tokyo!!! Woohoo!!!! and oh yeah congrats on the new job, Keisuke.
I think it's time for me to change a few things myself. I was talking to someone over lunch about this and he suggested that I go to Cambodia (long story). I thought to myself, "but I just bought furniture." and "Who's going to take care of my Rocky and Prince?"
I guess I can't do anything if I'm worried about things like that. Something to think about...(but probably not Cambodia...)
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