Will It Be Worth It?

Skipped 3 days of classes as the UNiM gang was here. They were in USA for the Work N Travel program thingy for the past few months. They stopped by in Hong Kong before going back to Malaysia.

3 days worth of adventure makan-ing. 67 plates of dim sum. More than 50 hours of non-stop hearty laughing, more than I’ve ever gotten the past year being in HK.

I miss them all over again.

Saw them off at the airport. I was so not going to cry but that Jieqiang kept going like ‘don’t cry ar don’t cry ar’. I still did not until I was in the bus going back and with the little ‘encouragement’ from emo songs of my ipod Nano, I realized I’d be alone again and I finally teared.

Damn. I had to quickly switch to some rock and keep my head at 90 degrees towards the windows to let the moist dry.

I wonder whether leaving UNiM for HKU was worth it or whether it’ll be. Sigh.

Obsession.

Sigh.

I had my MRI scan back in KL and I did indeed tore my ACL. The doctor’s advise was – if I did not mind not playing any more basketball in the future, I can just let it be. But if I want to, I’d have to get the ACL reconstruction surgery as (even I myself feel it) won’t be able to perform if I don’t.

At first I relished the thought of getting sliced open. An open wound, doctor poking at my knee (from a Youtube video), stitches, crutches etc. But that was when I thought the interhall competition would be in the first semester as if I’m going to have the surgery, it’d be in December. So, I’ll get to secretly play before having to recover for a few months.

But oh no. Apparently, the interhall competition is in the 2nd semester! Which means I won’t get to play as I don’t have any other time to do the surgery other than Dec. Summer won’t do as I’ll have my internship.I really felt like crying when I knew that it’d be in the 2nd sem. I’ll get only one last chance to play an actual match which is during my 3rd year (that is if I don’t get kicked out of my hall) before beginning my (most probably boring) working life or whatever may come.

Being obssesed with something ain’t good at all. I wish I weren’t.