i lived to tell the story! haha

guess what?! after a very nice week in manila, a weekend in dipolog, and a side-trip to dakak, i met an accident that could have been my.. u know.. haha, i would have been history already.

but i cheated death! the second time!

here's what happened...

yesterday morning, my brother borrowed my car (my dad's actually) because he had to do some errands. In exchange, he lent me his new motorcycle. l already had a bad feeling that time but we exchanged keys anyway. I was almost late for the Monday assembly so hurriedly hopped into my brother's bike, wore my sun-visor, and drove to school, or at least tried to.

while i was speeding up at masterson avenue i realized my right side mirror was not set well. so i decided to adjust it with my left hand. stupid call. just when i had it fixed i was already very close to the car in front of me,. so i squeezed the front brake and stepped on the back brake simultaneously. bad call again. i forgot that it was not my bike,. its brakes were set differently. before i knew it i was already airborne, my bike behind me, heading to the concrete road, head first! and a split second before the impact i just realized i was not wearing a helmet. BANG!

i was conscious after the impact. the van at my back managed not to hit me and the rest of the vehicles were then able to avoid me. I hurriedly stood up. a bystander helped me picked up my brother's deformed bike, i still i didn't know why it got destroyed that way . i then brought it to the side of the road. and then i started to feel pain; on my toes, my knees, my shoulder and my head... sounds like a song, hahaha, but seriously i got bruised on those parts. my new uniform got ripped, yet amazingly no bleeding of some sort. wait,. not a good sign ryt? internal something is more dangerous ryt? then i started to panic., good thing a co-teacher happened to pass by and pulled over to check on me. although she looked more scared and panicked than i was, seeing her made me relaxed. a familiar face. i called up my brother to pick me up. he was there in less that a minute, or longer, i don't know,. my head got bumped.

anyway, after checking that my injuries were superficial, i managed to drive my car back home leaving my bro with his deformed bike. i changed my uniform, disinfected my wounds and drove back to school to catch up for our morning assembly.

little did i know that the news of my accident already spread like wildfire. apparently a lot of students saw the accident. everyone was shocked to see me ok,. i was a celebrity for the whole day. people expressed their concern,. some were happy to see me fine, others were angry that i didn't wear helmet, only a few were indifferent. haha, yeah, there were. hahaha

our school doctor said if i wouldn't throw up within 24 hours then i'm fine. i'ts been 27 hours. so i'm okay,. haha! or so i hope.

and yeah i think I'm okay., i even managed to watch the last full show of TRON (nice movie by the way) and had few bottles of beer with my friends at the score grill before i called it a day. so yeah, i lived to tell the story! and it's nothing less than a miracle.

Thank God! Amen!