Back then, I wasn’t the kind of kid who stays in one place. I got used to running around, meeting new friends, playing in the dirt for hours ’til sunset. But yeah, I had a lot of energy back then. I was in the boy’s volleyball team back in 4th grade, soccer team in 5th grade, and the track team in 6th grade. I won medals and all that shit, but that didn’t mean much to me back then because we never really had a pure athlete in the family. Though I did plan to be the first one, but obviously, I failed miserably.
Sure, excuses are for pussies. I had my reasons, but I never really thought of them as valid enough to give up on it. First, I’m injury-prone as a kid. I had 21 stitches right across my forehead, broken my left arm, and busted my knee, all before I graduated primary school.
Second, I felt that I didn’t have enough support from my family, my mom for the most part. I mean, I did, at one point, felt that they were supporting me. But it was just never consistent enough for me to pursue what I wanted that time. There’s this qualifying tournament for nationals when I was in the track team, and my mom did not let me compete just ‘coz I came home late that time. Some of you might say that my mom was right to not let me compete that time. Discipline and all. But you guys should know, I came home late ‘coz I was coming home from a practice that ran late. Motivational speeches from the coach & some of the seniors, I’m pretty sure you know how that goes. I did explain, but you know some parents tend to not believe the things their kids say at that point.
Lastly, transferring to a school that does not have a track team or a soccer team did not help at all. I didn’t have the chance to enroll in summer clinics to expand my network. I was supposed to enroll to a school that has those two sports that I was into that time, but then I didn’t know what happened to that. I seriously did not have a clue about what transpired during my pre-high school summer.
Sure, maybe I should’ve switched sports that time. Maybe that might’ve been a better choice for me, considering that I also love playing basketball. But really, all that motivation that I had before got lost when the summer of ’03 passed. I am trying to get back on track now that it’s almost 2013.
Again, ’nuff about that. I’ve had this streak of talking about myself lately, so let’s just get on with it. Remember that girl I was talking about for the past three posts? I’ve known this for the longest time now, and I’ve already learned to accept it for what it really is. I have no chance on being the boyfriend of this girl. Why? I mean, come on, she friggin’ dates rockstars. What does an average guy have on that? I barely know how to play instruments. I don’t have a rockstar lifestyle. I don’t have a car (come on, an average chap can compete if he has a presentable car, and even I don’t have that shit). I don’t have a fat bank account. All the shit that I have are mostly abstract at this point. I’m street-smart enough to impress some people, I can write poetry & songs (which is sometimes pathetic), and I can sometimes talk my way through certain situations. That’s about it.
Plus, if you do follow my Twitter account, you’ll see that I tweeted about her being in love with someone else. And tell you what, if you plan on following how this shit goes for me, wait until I post my next one.
So I get to blog about April Fools. Kind of a boring topic, really. I haven’t done any pranks yet (nothing too explosive, to say the least). I’ve been too busy preparing for work, so I haven’t been blogging as much as I want to.
Twitter helps me kill boredom more than Facebook, nowadays. Since on Facebook, I get to talk to my closest friends. While on Twitter… let’s just say it’s a legal & friendly way to stalk people. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH.
Actually, that’s not even funny.
I’m just writing this out of the fact that I have to kill time. I have to go and have a medical check-up in a few hours, which is ironic, since I like having my blood tested, but I hate not having to eat breakfast because of that. Yeah. I like to eat. SUE ME.
I wonder what will happen tomorrow. I’ll be going up in the mountains again with a bunch of my friends. It’s a shame that only a few of us will be able to go. I just hope that’s not an April Fool’s prank. Or I’ll be kicking their freakin’ asses to the curb. But anyway, I’ll be posting some mean photos for sure. That’ll make them green with envy.
Speaking of Envy…
And because of that, I shall declare that I STILL have a crush on Brie Larson.
Even if this was made waaaay back 2005. She changed a lot. And it was awesome.