Me van a matar.
Ouch. I am a klutz. I was riding my bike earlier, and I decided to take a new path that Lily had told me about. I told her I probably wouldn't like it because it's bumpy, but she said I could just ride along the side and it wouldn't be too bad. As I tried to do this, I was going a little too fast and a little too close to the edge, so I ended up wiping out miserably. I somehow got thrown off the bike and pretty much slid for a few feet on the rocky walking path. I scraped my knee, both of my hands (near the wrists), and got a huge cut on my right thumb. The skin was peeling off, ew. I also sprained my right thumb. At least I think I sprained it because it started to swell. So, I iced it for a while and should probably do that again soon.
When I got up, I saw that a couple had seen everything, and I felt really, really embarrassed. If you're with someone else, you can usually play it off or at least diffuse the embarrassment a little with them around, but nope, I was alone. Damn it. I took my time getting up as I wondered whether I should say anything as we crossed paths. I decided I shouldn't give a fuck and just go. We ended up staring at each other the whole time they passed without either of us saying a word. Awkward. I would've expected a, "Are you okay?" or something, but they were cold-hearted snakes (look into their eyes, uh oh...).
Anyway, it hurts to type so I don't even know why I'm trying.
When I got up, I saw that a couple had seen everything, and I felt really, really embarrassed. If you're with someone else, you can usually play it off or at least diffuse the embarrassment a little with them around, but nope, I was alone. Damn it. I took my time getting up as I wondered whether I should say anything as we crossed paths. I decided I shouldn't give a fuck and just go. We ended up staring at each other the whole time they passed without either of us saying a word. Awkward. I would've expected a, "Are you okay?" or something, but they were cold-hearted snakes (look into their eyes, uh oh...).
Anyway, it hurts to type so I don't even know why I'm trying.
posted by anonymous at 14:06
4 Comments:
well dear, are you alright?
If i had seen an accident or fall like the one you described i would have at least asked if the person was alright and im sure paula abdul would do the same.
Yeah, I'm doing better. The sprain doesn't hurt as much, and the cuts are healing quickly. My body is a machine. An -extraordinary- machine! Haha.
Maybe the couple "te isiero ojo". Entertaining the thought of rubbing yourself with a chick egg must have been automatic like it's for me. Ay ya yai, esos pinche espiritus malos.
Seriously, falling off a bike sucks. Trust me, I fell of a bike once. I would know. I try to avoid them at all cost.
You should've played it all cool when you got up like you meant to do it.
You should've said something like in the pitch of a tenor: "These colors don't run or bleed biatches."
Come to think of it, they did have specks of evil in their eyes... Hmm. Luckily, though, I was wearing my "These colors don't run" U.S. flag shirt. I guess they must have known I am an MURRKAN and can take care of myself, thank you.
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