i've been telling my parents that i've a ominous feeling that i'll be breaking a bone/getting seriously injured before As. haha and today it somehow came through. sigh, i dont know why people can be so reckless with their tackles such that they come from the back and take my entire knee/ankle with it. ZzZz the most scary part was hearing the CRACK sound, and immediately it's like epiphany[albeit alittle scary]. Yet, the worse was yet to come. That was the most PAINFUL physio i ever HAD for years. it was beyond excruciating(imagine that!) and a thousand vulgarities ran through my mind as he went about his job. ah so i'm limping now and it's very bad. nevermind, derek was nice enough to offer to come to school EARLY to help me. damn he's never early so it was cool to have him to be so enthusiastic bout helping. thanks derek.

anyhow mum says no more ramblings on my HANDS dear classmates. she spent 20minutes scrubbing at the marker stains haha.

oh i loved the lyrical feel to cheryl's poem (that she brought to be analysed) and i shall just leave two lines (though the entire poem blew me away)

I would like to be the air
that inhabits you for a moment
only. I would like to be that unnoticed
and that neccessary.

both edlyn and i agreed that was the most beautiful part of the poem