Dec 17, 2004 20:50
Blah. Blah. Blah.
Bored. Going to play cards soon.
Tomorrow. Lifetime. Workout. Play ball. Cut my hair. It's getting too long.
I was playing ball today and after I the game was over some guy asked where I was going to school. Told him I left U of I and was looking to play ball again. He told me U of I is a good school and I shouldn't go to some other school JUST to play a sport. He also said it's not like I was going to go to the NBA or anything. This was all coming from a short, pudgy guy who was in his thirties and was out of shape. A guy who was bitching and moaning about his new wife and how he used to be the man when he was younger. A guy who used to get all the girls. A genuine womanizer. Right...Like I'm going to listen to a fool like that. He can go fuck himself. He's most likely right about me not going to the NBA, but at least when I'm his age I won't feel as dissatisfied and miserable as him. So everyone can have their doubts and say what they want behind my back about me leaving a Big 10 school to pursue a passion of mine. Say what you want. At least 10 years from now I can say I did something with my life while the majority of everyone else bitches in envy. So from now on it's about me, my body, my game. I've learned if you wait for people to make a decision or take the lead, you'll have missed opportunities and fall behind. This is MY decision. I am going to pursue this. I am going to take this as far as I can. I will get knocked down. I will get back up. People who support me, thank you. People who doubt me, thank you as well. You are the people who will motivate me. Your ignorance is bliss. This is my time. Talk your shit from the sidelines. I don't care. Cause I'll be the one in the game.