A terrible experience I had was when I went to my first Jiu-jitsu tournament. It was my first match I was doing pretty while. My opponent was the same belt as me. I was winning. Not by points but by position. I thought I was winning. I thought I was winning It would be almost impossible or him to win. Soon It was the match that was almost done. So I thought to myself "just hold it" and kept repeating that to myself. I thought I would win no matter what. I thought wrong. At the end of the match, I lost by points. I was really sad. I waited at the sidelines waiting for my next match. But I did not have the next match. It was a single-elimination tournament. So I went home feeling very sad. After that, I didn't want to go to a tournament again. The end.
My day was fine. First, my brother Justin came to my room and started bugging me. I was still sleeping. SO he woke me up. Then he opened my blinds and opened my bed tent. Then he started talking about Minecraft. First, he asked me if he should make a starter house or brewing station. I did not really care so I didn't respond. After the question, he told me that he wanted to fight some blazes, wither skeletons, and fight a wither. He said He was going to make an iron farm. Then Spawn the wither in his mines with a bunch of iron golems. He also was going to bring a chicken. Then he said he was going to make 2 beacons. So he wanted to fight the wither 2 times. After that mom came upstairs and asked Justin if he was bugging me. He said no. To be honest he was bugging me. I didn't really care about anything he said about Minecraft. But I did not tell mom or Justin that. So, I was still very tired but I was awake and did not want to go back to sleep. So I got up and ...
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