Okay, one last thing to do before really settling down to study.

Okay, OMG. To admit, I wasn’t the most productive today. But, I think I learnt afew things. ROARS (kinda in a bad mood now, sorry people)

Was watching the Gold Medal Basketball Women Finals of the Asian Games. It was a tight game, all the way. From first quarter to the very last second. The Koreans versus the Chinese. Ohwells, home ground, not in finals super malu right.

The difference was at most 10, and at the last 15 seconds. The Koreans were only down by 2?!?!

And obviously, we were rooting for Koreans to win. But then again, this golden rule I’ve learnt today.

HOME GROUND = WIN.

Isn’t that true? A more familiar court, a stronger crowd, a more distracting crowd, and probably more subjective refs. Lol, am I gonna get sued for this?

Okay, whatever. I guess it really sucks when the ref judgment fails?! Like, at the last 10 seconds, the Chinese had possession, and one of the Koreans went to steal it. She managed to tap it away. Nice and clean. But she was called for foul. Just because of what? Just because of the ref’s judgment, just because they think that she hit her, just because they thought it was a foul. Then what happens?! Foul = free throw to the opponent. From a 2 point gap, it widens to a 3 point gap. With barely 10 seconds on the clock. Do you really know what did your decision changed?! If you didn’t call for a foul, being a clean tap she could have ran for the ball, got hold of the possession, lay it up nice and clean again, and put the ball in. And that, would have been the nicest equalizer in the entire Games. Then, it would have gone on ET, and who knows? We may not be congratulating the Chinese now. But no? Just because we’re on court, we always have to listen to the umpires. We always have to agree on their decisions. Whether it is right, or wrong. Timely or untimely.

Many times, our lives change just because of some decisions other people made. Whether it is a good decision or a pure mistake to begin with. We all suffer, because we’re up to their dictation, because we have to oblige, because we have to listen. When I was younger, if there were any rubbish calls, I would throw my hands up and give the HUH?! face.
“what is that call for!?!?!?!?!?!”

Then what did you get? Your coach telling you that’s the stupidest move to do. And you have to suck it up, because, the umpire is always right.

Then you slowly learn, not to show your emotions on court, not to do anything that is not wise. Because whatever nasty behavior you put up, is just gonna piss the people-in-charge more. And that’s only gonna put you in a more disadvantage position. Anything, you just suck thumb. And play your best. Keep your head in the game. Play according to them. Because that’s the best thing to do already.

But the consequences of the calls they make, is not just about giving which side the possession, calling which side for foul. It affects a lot more. Team morale, team spirit, the time left on the clock, the chances they had left for victory. Everything changes, just because of one call. And that call, better be a good one. If at that moment, you chose to make a rubbish call. I tell you, it’s okay, cause in everybody’s heart there’s always a winner already. Even though that team didn’t win by score. But, I tell you, you wouldn’t want to be the one making the wrong call. Cause whatever you’ve changed, cannot be reversed. Like our semis in C-div, like our game against TJ in A-div.

It sucks to know no matter how hard you train sometimes, you’re still subjected to the callings of the umpire. They sit you out, they call you for foul. Oh wells, doesn’t matter. Just play your best. Keep your head in the game. It’s super hard, I’ve been there. But we all grow, we all learn.

Haha, say until I like so super good player. Oh, just in case you’re thinking, I’m not. Super not. Just that I feel super unjust for those that’s been called for foul at the wrong timing, or for the wrong reasons.

It’s been so long that I went on court playing to win, striving to win, planning to win. I almost forgot how it feels like to go back to your bench half-time, panting. And your beloved team mates passing you your life, the water bottle and your towel. Then you look at the score, then you look at your mates. And you tell yourself, it’s not over, YET. I so, want that feeling back. But, I don’t know if I’m up for that anymore. Everytime, I look at myself. It kinda seemed impossible.
.
.
.

Being on court is like living our lives sometimes. We are always subjected to God’s decisions, God’s calling, God’s plans. But thank God, He doesn’t make the wrong decisions in our life. He makes no mistakes, unlike the humanly refs. But sometimes, we still get unhappy with the choices He made in our lives. When I was younger, I did the exact same thing to God too. I threw my hands up, I cry, I scream, I shout, I throw my tantrum around. Telling him, WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU CAN’T YOU SEE THAT THIS IS NOT WHAT I WANT. OR AT THE VERY LEAST THIS IS NOT EVEN WHAT I NEED. And just like you’re on court, even if you do this for a million times, God is always right, God’s plan is still going to happen. At most, He put you back on bench, until you’ve settled your emotions. (haha, thinking if He has done that to me before.)


But, slowly as I grow up, I don’t do that anymore. I start to accept His calls, His decisions. Knowing that He has His reasons, and definitely it’s for my own good, because I trust in His love, and I trust in His character. Sometimes, still will cui. Sometimes, will still have the urge to debate with Him, run away from His plans, flee from His callings. But then again, how far can I go? How long can I run? So, everytime, this is what He says to me.


“Don’t try la, you so fail. LOL. Just surrender pls. You really think you can go without me?! Go lor, go lor.”
“…………….. thanks, let me think about it. But. I. Really. Don’t. Want. ): ”
“You don’t have a choice.”
LOL! Hahaha. (Okay fine, these are the things that’s going through in my head most of the time. LOL)


Then I will do QT, then okay lor. LOL. BO BIAN. HAHAHHAHA. No la, not bo bian, just in case you’re stumbled. The rational part of me will still choose to do whatever that’s pleasing, even though it’s hard, even though I struggle like there’s no tomorrow.


Okay, I’m abit all over the place in this post because somebody pissed me off in between. Sorry if I sound incoherent. AND TO YOU, I HAVE A BAD TEMPER I KNOW, SO SORRY. BUT DON’T PUSH IT K.
(I know I don’t sound sorry, but yeah, I am.)