Started from two weeks ago.
Received a news that changed my world.
But have learned to accept it, being a heartless bastard that I am.
Then comes MIMMA.
Okay here's the story.
I joined MIMMA just to gain some experience in the cage.
I was unable to join an amateur event because of an injury.
Thus, I joined MIMMA.
Then, I a spiral of events, I got through.
But here's the thing, my friend didn't.
I am not happy about that.
Here's the thing.
The fight, in my view, was dominated by my friend, who I unfortunately have to fought.
He killed me in striking and also mostly dominant on the ground.
The only thing I could mange is to score a takedown, and that's it.
I don't know how the hell the match was scored that it allowed for me to pass to the next round.
The fight is down here....
I'm also worrying about my studies that is starting soon.
I've already got a game plan for that.
Getting on the dean's list. No Bullshit.
It's time I get fucking serious about study.
For the sake of my family.
But, in the meantime, at the back of my head, I am worrying about how would I balance my studies and training.
I know I have little chance of winning the tournament.
But, I wanna go down fighting.
I just hope God has some good plans for me.
