the end.
practise does make the difference. the illness took me away frm my "revision" thus the bad result in that sector. everything else was on the spot performance. flashed past me that i cannot remember what happened. the last few seconds. such a small time frame but the most significant complications occur. i did wish the last underbasket shot she took went in, n was caught unprepared for the rest, thus my misfortune. fumbling for the bball, and the next moment both collided, i remember rolling backwards for safety and was intending to get up, but a jab in the head and the vision of 1 soaring over me greeted the confused me. my retarded reaction-pain.
was that a kick? i will never be sure and never will be.
the nex few moments was a whirl, figuratively and literally. my head pounds, the world slanted. escorted to the side with eruptions of "are you alright?". i think i nodded. i didnt know where i was heading, and i only remembered retardedly tripping over the bench and crashed. stupidity. but all went well later. dun worry i'm alright. really.
dun scare me with the seriousness of head injuries... but do send me to the hospital if i do show signs of mental disorder(much worst den my current case) or start to forget important stuff, esp if its a person and she falls on my most impt list. as for now.. i'm sane.
the significance of change in layout. the progress away frm what bounded most of my life in college.
the start.
practise does make the difference. the illness took me away frm my "revision" thus the bad result in that sector. everything else was on the spot performance. flashed past me that i cannot remember what happened. the last few seconds. such a small time frame but the most significant complications occur. i did wish the last underbasket shot she took went in, n was caught unprepared for the rest, thus my misfortune. fumbling for the bball, and the next moment both collided, i remember rolling backwards for safety and was intending to get up, but a jab in the head and the vision of 1 soaring over me greeted the confused me. my retarded reaction-pain.
was that a kick? i will never be sure and never will be.
the nex few moments was a whirl, figuratively and literally. my head pounds, the world slanted. escorted to the side with eruptions of "are you alright?". i think i nodded. i didnt know where i was heading, and i only remembered retardedly tripping over the bench and crashed. stupidity. but all went well later. dun worry i'm alright. really.
dun scare me with the seriousness of head injuries... but do send me to the hospital if i do show signs of mental disorder(much worst den my current case) or start to forget important stuff, esp if its a person and she falls on my most impt list. as for now.. i'm sane.
the significance of change in layout. the progress away frm what bounded most of my life in college.
the start.