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So as last week should've been really awesome with it being New Years, it turned out pretty shitty.
First, I get an 80% on my first dynamics test. That was disappointing because I missed 20 points for answering a question I thought he was asking, but not really. And I knew how to do the problem the way he wanted it to be done.
Second, I was given the opportunity to play the #6 guy. Yea, lost it 1-6, 6-4, 4-6. Sounds close, but man, I shoulda had it wrapped up. Excusing the first set, I came out both in the second and third set up 3-0. Fuck, I even had two match points, but I choked big time and blew it. He started moonballing me which drove me insane, which made me start moonballing back, which made me lose. Yea, biggest match/opportunity of my life and I choke. This was the opportunity that drove me to try harder and work harder, and I choke. I had this guy, everyone on the team knows I should be the #6 spot, what the hell happened? Oh yea, I choked! Problem was that I knew a lot was riding on this match. It would've solidified me at the #6 slot for a few weeks. With this in mind, I have never been so nervous. My legs were cemented to the ground and I couldn't bend them. Yea, so that just made the whole match even worse.
Third, we go up to Des Moines to get our asses handed to us by Drake. Since I lost, I didn't even play. The whole time I was just watching the #6 match and just wondering why it couldn't have been me out there? To watch and know that I should be the one playing and not watching is one of the worst feelings ever.
Finally, this ties in with #3, it was my birthday friday and I had to spend it up in Iowa. Instead of having a huge meal that my folks usually make for our birthdays, I got KFC/Taco Bell for dinner. Also, it's weird to think that I'm 20. It's like, "Wow, I'm 20." Maybe Alex knows what I'm talking about? or it could be me just being weird.
First, I get an 80% on my first dynamics test. That was disappointing because I missed 20 points for answering a question I thought he was asking, but not really. And I knew how to do the problem the way he wanted it to be done.
Second, I was given the opportunity to play the #6 guy. Yea, lost it 1-6, 6-4, 4-6. Sounds close, but man, I shoulda had it wrapped up. Excusing the first set, I came out both in the second and third set up 3-0. Fuck, I even had two match points, but I choked big time and blew it. He started moonballing me which drove me insane, which made me start moonballing back, which made me lose. Yea, biggest match/opportunity of my life and I choke. This was the opportunity that drove me to try harder and work harder, and I choke. I had this guy, everyone on the team knows I should be the #6 spot, what the hell happened? Oh yea, I choked! Problem was that I knew a lot was riding on this match. It would've solidified me at the #6 slot for a few weeks. With this in mind, I have never been so nervous. My legs were cemented to the ground and I couldn't bend them. Yea, so that just made the whole match even worse.
Third, we go up to Des Moines to get our asses handed to us by Drake. Since I lost, I didn't even play. The whole time I was just watching the #6 match and just wondering why it couldn't have been me out there? To watch and know that I should be the one playing and not watching is one of the worst feelings ever.
Finally, this ties in with #3, it was my birthday friday and I had to spend it up in Iowa. Instead of having a huge meal that my folks usually make for our birthdays, I got KFC/Taco Bell for dinner. Also, it's weird to think that I'm 20. It's like, "Wow, I'm 20." Maybe Alex knows what I'm talking about? or it could be me just being weird.