Yes, life can never be so bad it couldn't get any worse.
Yesterday, I slipped and landed hard on my ass on the steps leading to 7-Eleven along Ayala Avenue. I was walking so carefully since the steps were wet and then I felt myself slipping. It was like everything was in slow motion and with me watching myself from outside my body. I sprained my pinkie and I think I broke something in my pelvis. Despite the excruciating pain, I managed to stand up and pretend nothing happened. It was so goddamn embarassing. I was wearing a khaki dress and a cream-colored jacket and I had mudstains all over my skirt.
I did not have anyone with me at that time so I had to get up and scuttle as fast as I could back to the Insular so that I can lick my wounds in private.
Thank goodness I have my boyfriend, John, to empathize and sympathize with me and to call me cute.
Thursday, November 15, 2007
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