Blurest of the blur

Sorry for not updating the blog regularly, I wasn’t in the mood of writing anything. Last week was one of my blurest weeks ever. I was super super superbly thick (quote from my close friend). The mistake that I made subsequently caused my “precious” time last week and this week as my exam is around the corner and I still bordered by my stupid unforgivable mistake!!! I have not been able to concentrate on studies and to tell you the truth --- I’ve never felt so stress in my life!!!

Last week started “bright” and promising. I was still in buoyant mood after winning a basketball tournament and finally manage to cover a few lecture notes. Everything seems going well for me until my blurness spoiled everything. My secret was accidentally revealed!!! Oh well, shit happen. Then, things started to turn from bad to worse.

I forgot to bring the phone charger from home!! (Not able to use phone for two days!)

I forgot and left my pencil box in college!! (My precious thumb drive! Luckily my freind keep it for me)

I forgot to bring my clothes back home to wash!! (Have to send them to dobi! My wallet is getting thinner!)

I forgot to pay in restaurant and got caught!! (Currently rank first place in my embarrassing moment in my life)

Eeeee…..What have I done? Are they early sign of Alzheimer? Am I old enough and have to start worry about these? Where is the usual me??? Hello, where have you been?

I thought sport might help me ease the tension and the stupidity. After a long along deep thought about it, I decided to play ping pong. Well, it was proven that was yet another bad decision. I just realized I should just stop playing ping pong in my life, bcoz I can’t play! I couldn’t stroke properly, none of my smash went in, none of my serve was good and I’ve forgotten the Rule Number 1, Rule Number 2 and Rule Number 3 that I’ve created and have used it so often to take the piss out of people. It’s Karma, right? Whatever you have done, sooner or later it will come back to you.

After a miserably weekend, things started to turn from worse to worst!!! I swear, my “coach” was going to kill me during Monday training if no one around. I was sleep walking in the court, not making the correct run, not rebounding well, not shooting the ball well, and not making the wise decision. It was so bad that he was screaming in my face. 40 extra suicides and sprain of my left thumb are the price that I had to pay!! After I woke up the next morning, I just realised I actually pulled my groin muscle and abdominal muscle. Should be because I forgot to stretch and warmed up before the 3.5 hours intensive training. Sigh, thick, you are not young anymore!! Then another wrong decision was made on Tuesday. I decided to play some basketball games with friends in the evening, trying to get back the touch before Wednesday’s match. Well, the history repeated. I was sleeping walking again and sprained my right thumb! Never ever enter the court, if you can’t concentrate. I was thinking of something else when someone passed the ball to me and I didn’t realise until the last moment. What I know the next second are the sharp pain from my right thumb and the “Klak” sound.

And I’m screwed.