Remember those time when you were 12 and weighted 61kg? Yes, you were a bola.
Remember that you thought all students had to sign up for the sports club only to realise later that it wasn't compulsory?
Remember that none of your 6th grade friends entered the basketball club so you're left alone beratur sorang-sorang in your spot?
Remember your 1st day in that basketball training, your kaki terseliuh baik punya sebab badan hipotatamus kau tu hempap kaki sendiri?
Remember how you try to express your pain in japanese, because apparently none of your teachers understand any other languages except for nihongo?
Remember that you went back home crying because you couldn't stand those japanese basketball team players staring at you because of your tudung and broken japanese?
Remember you asked ummi's permission to quit basketball?
Remember that later you decided to still stay with the basketball team despite feeling neglected and rejected?
Remember that you always tak senang duduk tak tau nak solat kat mana during basketball tornament?
Hambui banyaknya masalah budak 12 tahun ni...
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But hey,
Because of all that,
you've lost 10kg. You came back to Malaysia with 49kg.
you knew that Iman was the best support system and still am, not only in basketball but in all.
your japanese at that time improve tremendously (masa tu ja la... siap boleh gaduh dengan budak korea)
and until now, basketball is your dear :)
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