I will never forget those mornings we dreaded, hatred of the afternoon, the uncertainties in the evening.

Sunday, 10 February 2013

Taking a K (almost)

I wished there wasn't any mixed-up or anything, or I would have taken the K2 tiger. I know, we ended up in the JK2 even though we were supposed to be on the racing boats, and of course, I was disappointed, or mad even. I want to be honest here. I just felt that there was unfair treatment. I mean, we went down for water during the holidays and we go for land, so why are we in the training boats while the others were all in the Ks? The mix up only affected us. But why? There was still a tiger in the upper shed, right? What's going on?

Yeah, I know we only paddled for fifteen minutes in the JK2, and since we've been doing that for so long, it didn't exactly make a difference, unless you count that our boat went really fast and nearly capsized (due to our anger). If we were in the K2, it would have mattered a lot.

Then, you. I won't mention you, and please, be glad for that. You were at upper shed, and you knew the line-up, so why did you question that we were in a JK2? You think that we are worse than you? Our technique sucks? The tone isn't right, you know. Accusatory. You're in the K. Good for you. We don't need extra sarcasm. Seriously, I don't know what your point is, be it good or bad, never mind. I won't hold it to you or anything. I just need to talk about this, then I'll forget and let it go.

Sorry that I'm being selfish. I just wanted to vent my feelings here, then I won't dwell on it any longer. After all, I'll have to be in a K sooner or later.

Alright. I don't wanna talk about this any longer. Just ignore my tone. Please, just don't judge me from here.


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