"Owwww!"
February 27, 2009
If my ankle had vocal chords, a tongue and a mouth, that's what it would be saying right now because I semi-sprained/strained it.
Well, okay, I'm exaggerating. My ankle's not that much in pain, but it does hurt. :|
Curse my tendency to trip!
I trip/slip/lose balance quite frequently, but this time, the reason wasn't only because I'm just really clumsy, but because we were practicing Tinikling, and I had my rubber shoes on.
It's not exactly easy to jump and evade the sinister and merciless bamboo sticks while trying to do the moves of the dance when you're wearing bulky rubber shoes. I didn't take them off because (1) I thought they would be fine (2) my socks would get dirty [we were practicing in school, you see] (3) if I took my socks off along with my shoes, my feet would be the ones getting dirty, and I oh, so hate the feeling of filthy feet!
No, my ankle was not caught in between the middle of two bamboo sticks, I tripped on one, and my foot went LAWKJERLWKEJR! Yes, it twisted a bit. Gasp!
So, that was obviously the end of MY practice! While the others continued with their dancing, I was merely sitting on those white plastic tables with chairs located at the side of the covered walk. Yes, I was sitting with my shoe and my sock off, and a plastic bag with cold water taken from the water fountain on my ankle. There was no ice due to the useless clinic having already been closed thirty minutes prior to my awful accident!
WHAT IF I HAD CRACKED MY HEAD ON THE CEMENT, HUH? What if I started bleeding uncontrollably?! Who would be there to tend for my head? :|
Anyway, Gica and Therese were so kind because they held the plastic bag in place. Therese was even massaging my ankle. HAHA. I know you're reading this. Hahaha. :P Well, duh! Thank you. :D
Yeah, so while the other continued with our group's intricate (not really) Tinikling dance moves, my foot was practically bathing.
I really do hope it heals overnight because we have Tinkling practice yet again tomorrow. I won't overuse it, obviously because I fear that its condition will just get worse. Our final presentation is this Tuesday and my whole body must be well enough in order to perform correctly!
It's the season of Lent and I have to sacrifice. Our group of eight (we have no name) are all doing certain sacrifices on things that we are very accustomed to doing. In order to ensure our full participation, every time we do what we are not supposed to do, we get a point. Once we reach five points, we are destined for a consequence.
Guess what? Today was the first day that this plan of ours was put into action, and before lunch period even ended, I had already earned five beautiful points. :|
It's really too difficult a task for me to not have random outbursts, to not shout and to not speak in Taglish when these things are what characterize me! They're too much of a part of me for me to take away! :(
I am certainly not the best Filipino speaker. Heck, I can't even fully understand even one stanza in Florante at Laura, but I am very muched used to speaking in Taglish!
The shouting and the outburts are I guess, not TOO hard for me, but the Taglish thing is!
When I write, of course it's effortless for me to resist from speaking in Taglish, but the problem is when I talk! The words just come out naturally!
It's frustrating! One out of four sentences that come out of my mouth are usually Taglish.
Anyway, I'm hungry. I have a banana, but I fear that if I eat it, I'll get hyper acidityyyyyyy!
