Study a little, Play harderer.

I'm aware that writing is no longer as easy as it used to be. Feelings and thoughts can't just flow out of my fingers like they used to, comes with the hiatus obviously. However, Nujabes does help a lot if you have any trouble getting inspired. Dead people tend to have that influence, don't you think? Whoever 'you' are or is. Yeah, he died, shame really. Japan tsunami.

I'm proud to say that I've gotten into Platinum league. Gave myself the challenge of reaching Diamond within the next 3 or 4 weeks. Although, doing so has and will be detrimental to my social and educational life. Getting into Platinum itself already required me to throw a lot of time away just spamming those ladder games. Repeatedly going all in on 1 or 1 and a half base economy. Since I'm having trouble connecting thoughts together, how about I don't do that and just say whatever comes to my mind. This way I get to update my blog, for the sake of it, and still clear the rust on what passion I used to have for writing.

Futsal earlier tonight was awesome, to a certain extent, my knee still hurts a little but that will probably be an ever lasting side effect until the day I lose a substantial amount of weight. Competition this weekend, going to be playing keeper because my knee is giving me problems. Really feel I've improved as a shot stopper. My reading of the opponent and being able to 'metagame' them especially. I have no idea what the level of play is going to be like so I'll just hope for the best and try to not concede any stupid goals. I'm standing with the theory that if I'm able to get my head into the game and keep my focus at it's peak throughout, I won't be beaten. Obviously that's not quite a strong pillar for sports but I think keepers require the least physical exertions and only need to read the game to come out on top. That was a lot of bullshit.

This post contained no literacy skills nor did it exude any drop of creativity. But it's still a post so I'll leave it at that and continue weighing out the reasons why I no longer know how to love anymore. Goodnight.