We are the champions.

I spent my May long weekend at Edmonton which is two provinces away from my hometown to play volleyball. The thought of being independent plus being away from the parents excited me, like who wouldn't! I learned that sometime it's nice to have my mum around especially when I don't eat a proper meal for two days and throw up in middle of the night.

I spent all day on Saturday at MacEwan's gym for the volleyball tournament. My team was inter-provincal. We haven't really played together as a team, so we didn't really know each other's skills at all. We lost first two games but made an excellent comeback at the end 'cause we won the last two! Everybody started to get know each other's way of playing ball, thank God! At the end of the tournament, we were so ecstatic to find out that we got second place ranking but we were nervous to play against Alberta 'cause they won every game in the tournament. My back gave up on me during the last game so I didn't get to play against Ontario (again). It was so disappointing for me 'cause I wanted to play really bad. But, the best part is? My mum showed up at my dorm to surprise me and told me that she'd be watching the finals! It made my night especially when everybody left the dorm that night. I received some motherly love and a proper meal. My mum even stocked up the dorm's fridge just for my roomies and me. (That's a true love right there.)

The minute I woke up on Sunday morning. 7:50am. I was running late since I was supposed to meet my team at 7:50am. Since I hate rushing in the morning, I was in a bad mood. I thought, what an awful start of my day. Luckily, my coach just told me to run five laps then join the team for warm up.

The finals, I thought. I was so nervous 'cause this is something I really wanted, to win the gold. I went through hell for a month and half, and I deserved to be rewarded for that. I played my heart out every time the coach put me on the court, so she knows that I'm for real. Every time, I look at the audience to see my mum's face to make me keep on giving my all, no matter how exhausted I was. We were beating Alberta so quickly and the expressions on their faces were priceless! When we won the final point during the 4th set, I sprinted off the bleachers to join my team to cheer the victory! The very first thing that I ever won in my life. I looked at the crowd and I saw my mum beaming with pride. I thought, "Nothing can ever beat this feeling."

The feeling of people drumming on the floors. The gold medal hung around my neck, and I admired my first medal. I've accomplished something huge in my life during the May long weekend. The feeling of victory (in many ways) is something I'm grateful that I got to experience. My belly button is now pierced, in memory of that unforgettable day.