You know… when you say It’s not my day, Karma hunts you down and strikes when, of course, you don’t expect it…
As the part of New Years Resolutons Program (haha, that sounds official) on the first week of January, when the school started, I went to the Gym. Guess what… sprained a mussle on the left hand. That’s all good, that happens.
On the weekend of the same week, when my hand got back to normal I went ice skating. Well first, my membership card didn’t read… then the locker kept on eating my coins and not locking! And as a grand finalle of the evening, I managed to trip over a crack on the ice and land on the right hand. Knowing the sweet sensations of a dislocated shoulder from before, I thought how lucky I was… X-Ray proved me wrong. So now I’m a bearer of a bruise, a bad one, but a bruise and happy not to be gypsed up…
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