looking back at my old xanga posts and comparing them with the posts i have written here, i notice not only my subject matter but my style of writing has changed. the things i write about nowadays are still full of heady allusions and metaphors but with a continuous positive bent. the messages are cryptic but reassuring, and most of the time they are meant for primarily me. however, i do realize that this blog is not just for me but serves as an update on my life for my comrades as well. therefore, i will try to recapture my previous style and inform as well as entertain.
currently, i am still awaiting the results of my endeavors from these past few months. it will still be a fairly long wait as i must standby until late next month or possibly february. the suspense and the uncertainty are excruciating. every adviser tells me that it's probably a sure thing, and although i do believe in myself, not knowing for sure until a certain time is kind of painful.
my friend and i are losing the passion we once had for our escrima class. don't get me wrong, i still enjoy escrima and the lessons i have learned are irreplaceable. also, my teachers and classmates are good people. i guess the entire routine of it has become weary. the act of going to class and the subsequent discussions and eating out are kind of tiring me out. my brother is thinking of leaving to return to full-time training in muay thai, which is his passion. i am thinking of leaving because if all works out, i will need to be spending my time studying much loftier things than that. i need to review the lessons that not only have i forgotten, but once taught to others.
to keep my mind off of the stressful waiting and the rigors of work, k-fudge and i have gotten into golf recently. we're nowhere good enough to even be allowed on a course yet, but we're working on our skills at the driving range. through careful observation and tips imparted by our good friend d-bit (who has actually played on the golf team in high school), my swing has improved. using a 7-iron, i can actually launch that golf ball a little over 125 yards. it is a small accomplishment, but to an amateur like me, it makes all the difference.
"In other words, love and fighting spirit rule the universe..." - Leeron, TTGL
2 comments:
I played golf one time. Only 9 holes. It was surprisingly fun; I've been wanting to do it again. But I can't drive with a driver. Soon as I use an iron I can get distance. I'm obviously doing something wrong.
i would love to hit the driving range. the most experience i have is being a caddy for my dad and driving the nice little cart to add hours on my permit. also, minigolf is there. helps with my putting~
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