| Current mood: |  disappointed |
| Current music: | Ninomiya Kazunori // Niji |
oops #1 |D
so like. xD; today marks the first time i fell off the scooty. roughly 11:30pm, maybe give a few minutes. riding back from youth group, down high street road, pretty much deserted. traffic lights went orange, and i INTELLIGENTLY hit the brakes instead of gunning the throttle (TO GO FASTER) like i usually do, and uh. xD since it was spitting a bit, traction was not fantastic, and really, i should've jumped the light in hindsight, but two weeks ago i did that and saw a flash, and pretty sure i got booked if they got a clear photo but uhhh. xD anyway. should've this time, aside. the scooter went sideways and so did i. |D thunked down on right shoulder, right foot squished under scooty, but no biggie, since i was braking anyway. trackies didn't even tear. :x got up and picked up scooty (it's... not half as heavy as i thought it should be, aha.) and some nice guy turning in from the other road slowed to ask if i was okay. :D and yeah. so i'm fine. but arm is a bit sore, so excuse the lack of bothering to type right. |D
all in all, so far just the arm, yoinked my neck, and a bruise on knee and foot. my boot got a full-on dent in it. and reeks of petrol... so tomorrow i'll go out and have a look at the damage to the scooty itself. |D oops. noticed the petrol gauge was empty when i got home, when it should've been at least a quarter, if not a half tank. right mirror was swinging with the wind, so i guess i'll find a spanner for that. or take it in to service, if necessary. |D; harhar, dear me. ♥
that aside, have come to the conclusion that there -is- something chemically wrong with my brain in the fear side. |D in that -- i don't feel it. there's no stress about deadlines, getting lost, missing planes that i've paid for, being late to exams, drunk old men touching my chest and putting safety pins in scarves i'm wearing, and... a lot things that perhaps should... something. often, can't really tell if something hurts or should hurt properly. came off the scooty at an intersection, and what. no stress either, nothing so much as a raise in heart-rate. (i've been thinking this for a while, so was conscious to note it after the fact -- and yeah. no nothing. there've been a few other incidents, too. lost control of the practise scooter whilst at a learners lesson and stuff; shot through classmates doing laps and over to the other half of the track that we weren't using.) on the flipside, almost nothing is interesting or exciting. but it's always been like that, so oh well. ♥ guess it's better than being freaked out all the time. *madam calm* ;D
anyway, i might sleep now still smell petrol, so i'mma go have another shower, then sleep and see if the arm doesn't hurt by morning, wahaha. |D goodnight, people <3 :D and keep safe! ;D
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