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Sunday, November 30, 2008
BroomBALL!
At times i wonder, if it is in the blood of guys to like aggressive sports.
I mean, its evolution and its in their instinct that guys behave the way they are behaving.

ITs in their nature to be competitive, aggressive, violent.
They enjoy the process of it.
And best of all, to win.

Perhaps, that there isnt this need to win anymore. Such instinct has been dormant in many. WAiting to be awaken.

I have always avoided contact sports.
The skill isnt that good to start off with. Because of that, when playing with others, i will feel not as good as others and will drag the others down. The anxious feeling became worst when one start to think that the team mates are not supportive.
Hence, will avoid contact with the ball as much as possible.
The circle will lead to not improving one's skill.

This is one of my weakness that i have been trying to get rid off.
Hence, canoe polo to start off. Nonetheless, it doesnt turn out well eventually.
This weakness is still there.

Some great psycho professor once said that such behaviour requrie to have more exposual to get use to corping with it. We will still feel the anxiety, but we are use to it and will know how to cope it.

I need to try one more time. And that is why among all the clubs over here, i chose Broomball.

Isnt that education all about? To improve oneself.
Since I have no will to improve myself in the academic way, i had planned to improve myself in other aspect. Anxiety is one of them.

Before i realised it, i found myself enjoying being aggressive. Causing pain to not only others but to myself. Guys are afterall guys. Its in our nature.

I got this feeling it might not be long after that i may like watching soccer... just like normal people..

Perhaps, this is another case of giving in to our instinct. Is it a good thing? Is going against the instinct make one so special/ or strange?
Well, that will be another dilemma for another day.


Catching the falling leaves ...[4:35 AM]
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