day 2267 – brief scare

taking that puck off my arm in last night’s game was a heart stopper for sure. my mind flashed back to so many things that happened during the time i broke my thumb. it narrowly missed my wrist bone; had it hit, i can’t imagine what the outcome could’ve been. i had at looked at by my physio friend and thankful i didn’t have to go to the hospital. i admit i play aggressive, but i swear i’m not careless

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day 2180 – three bag

left my jersey in the wash, but at least i found a shirt to wear. first time i’m fielding on the right side of the diamond at third base. i was ready to take some balls off the body because the ball really kicks up after a bouncing on gravel. ended the night with only two bruises, one on the bicep and one on the stomach. i haven’t figured out how to take high balls off the backhand but i did made some pretty good stops and threw out two runners at first base. the team played really well defensively considering we were playing opponents a tier above

day 2006 – scrim gone wrong

clearly someone taking scrimmage a little too seriously. the aftermath of a collision during powerskating scrimmage because a try-hard hit me not once, but twice. i took no exception to his second offense and decided to go straight for the bodycheck to knock him on his ass. i’m not sure what he’s trying to prove standing up against someone half his size, but its not welcome here. if i could, i would have knocked him over again because once just wasn’t enough to satisfied the rage inside

day 1409 – colours


i keep thinking what a bad week it’s been with stresses coming from both spectrum. however, it could have been so much worse. i know it’s never a smooth sail across any sea, this is just a bump in our trail. i contemplated so long before speaking, but i’m glad i did or else i would still be hiding all my emotions in the dark. i’m not sure what to think of it, but being able to speak is probably a good thing

day 951 – pants on

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i spoke too soon and now i am once again out of commission. misfortunes happen and sometimes i lose all my motivation because i can’t seem to catch a break. i’m not going into details and won’t be disclosing any pictorials. all i’m saying is i’ll be switching back to wearing my pj pants around the house as opposed to shorts so my parents will not freak out. last thing i need is to give my parents more things to worry about and more reason to ask me to stop my activities

day 930 – head tangled

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this is what happens when my mind is not there while i am trying to do box jumps. carelessly doing things while i am physically present but mentally absent. my brain just hasn’t been able to focus on the tasks at hand because all the stresses are getting to me. why are there so many obstacles, conditions and road blocks separating me and my desires. it’s a bad sign when i am slowly beginning to believe me and my dreams were not meant to be

day 720 – day after wwtd

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i had so much fun yesterday i almost forgot about walk with the dragon that also happened. i was not convinced two hours of rehearsal the morning of will do any good, especially in the blazing heat where i wasn’t the only one who thought we would get a heat stroke. i have to keep an eye out for concussion symptoms after being back hook kicked in the jaw during the demo. perhaps taking this week off any strenuous activities which is also a good opportunity to rest up my banged up body is the right thing to do