ROE: Rollercoaster Of Emotions
Today and yesterday have a clear interconnection, they both involve disappointment and excitement. I suppose every day is like that too…
Everyday, I will attempt to create a professional, articulate, hilarious and modern take on my day of thought or action. Inspired by Casey Neistat who created a vlog everyday for 450 straight days. I will call it: 365MeThoughts
To find the acronyms that are at the top, go to my Instagram page everyday and see what the images are and see if you can figure it out…
I thought I had made it difficult for myself to combine two days into one, until I received an email. An email, you say? Whatever could it be. Well, if you hold on a few paragraphs you might just find out.
Yesterday’s disappointment can be categorised as a self-disappointment. Two days prior, I locked myself out of mobile and internet banking. It’s not a big deal but I had to grow up and be an adult many years earlier than I first imagined.
I forgotten a password I had created six years earlier. Passwords, combinations and all sorts change in your adolescence. That was all reset and I had a lovely conversation with the man on the other end of the phone in order to complete that procedure.
Decided going to university yesterday was a good decision. I had to pick up some uniform for work I was due to complete in the upcoming months and this is where the ‘excitement’ came in. My first glimpse of being an adult and dealing with electronic and financial issues had been and gone— now it was time to be a child again.
I met George, we Boris Biked for the first time since Los Angeles and caught up. It was nice to ride around London like we used to do, although this time we weren’t skipping any lectures.
I had heard about this place months ago and actually said to George we should’ve gone there after our final exam in Year 1, but alas I had it. I don’t really rate it. It’s okay, but it’s quite sickly and if it weren’t for the ice cream— I would’ve hardly made a dent.
To cap off a great day, I went bowling with two school friends— Alex and Alex. We’ve said we should do it for a while but finally tonight was the night. The first game we had the side barriers up, I came last. The second game we had the barriers down, I came last. There is a clear pattern to be seen. Having said that, I won 9–8 in air hockey against the both of them. Some pride restored.
As the day went on, I enjoyed myself more and more. I had let go of the disappointment and embraced the company of friends, some bicycles, cookie dough and bowling.
Today, I played golf. My first competition of the year and I wasn’t expecting much. My new strategy for playing golf is to not care so much about the game and appreciate and enjoy being on the course. It was a cracking day for it. Blue skies, sun out and a mild wind swirling amongst the old oaks.
I was playing well, it was the new me. I made the turn shooting a 37 (+1) and I was raring to have a personal best score. Of course I had all that excited energy in me, it happens all the time. I was almost waiting for the big crash. But initially, it didn’t come through a deteriorated golf game, it was an email.
As I stepped towards my ball on the 12th fairway, I checked my phone and saw an email from the QMSU president. I had emailed her regarding support for my Project from the Union. I think the smaller scheme could have empowered people in the university to be involved in a worthwhile cause to influence decisions within the Union. The President and his team decided this was not the case. Deflated, I stood up to the ball and hit the white-dimpled ball as hard as I could. It was solid shot actually.
As I walked up to the green, I thought to myself…
“This is not the end, you’ll find an alternative”
“There’s always a way, just keep searching”
I made the par and moved on. The hardest hole on the scorecard became a psychological warfare between myself and myself. I succeeded. The aftermath of poor and irrational thinking came when I made the only two bogey’s of the back nine on the 14th and 15th. I was so annoyed.
I collected my composure and hit it dead next to the hole, about 8 feet for a birdie 2 on the 16th. Missed the putt and closed the round with two pars for 38 points and gross score of 74.
What I learned from that experience is: 1) Don’t check my phone during contentious points in the round and 2) I have the ability to block out distractions even if it takes over me in the instance.
Never give up, never give in and most importantly enjoy every moment and take every day as it comes.
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