Crash
I fell on my bike today. no that is incorrect. I FLEW over the handle bars of my bike today. I'm not gonna lie; It wasn't my fault. Some people were experiencing a crash in front of me and selfishly taking up the whole road so I had no choice but to break and of course I braked with my front brake harder and I repeat, FLEW over my handle bars. My left hand hit pavement and slid several inches taking off a couple prize pieces of skin. my gloves ripped too. and my right elbow fell with a sickening thud to the unerelentlessly, mercilesssly hard ground. fortunately I wasn't that embarrassed. It was like WHATEVER I bet you fall on YOUR bike too. several people asked if i was ok and I screamed at them that I was FINE. ok maybe i was a tiny itsy bitsy bit embarrassed.
on a slightly more depressing note. I hate my poetry class. it is unenlightened. I haven't exercised in one and a half weeks and I ate a Score bar today because I fell of my bike. ( I ate one yesterday and told myself I would come up with a reason later.) my self-control is being feisty. and not very accessible.
I am happy though. the sun is shining and I get to go to a pie eating contest tonight. who could ask for anything more?
PIECE (as in peace but piece cus I am eating pie...hahah get it?)
on a slightly more depressing note. I hate my poetry class. it is unenlightened. I haven't exercised in one and a half weeks and I ate a Score bar today because I fell of my bike. ( I ate one yesterday and told myself I would come up with a reason later.) my self-control is being feisty. and not very accessible.
I am happy though. the sun is shining and I get to go to a pie eating contest tonight. who could ask for anything more?
PIECE (as in peace but piece cus I am eating pie...hahah get it?)