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I knew something crappy was going to happen today when I woke up and fell over out of my bed because I had a deadleg.

I look out the window and it is still dark, minda foggy. I couldnt see if it was fog or clouds or misty rain. I decided to wear a hoody, since it probably wont be raining. I should have listened to murphy.

I had a class which thankfully ended at 10:35 as I had to be in my music class to give a presentation on a piece at 11. So I get on my dad's old speedbike and ride off to my next class, about 7 minutes away. I get there nice and early, walk into class and open up my bag to get the CD out. I look around, an find no CD. Then I remebered... I probably left the damn thing in my car.

I run out of class, unlock the bike, jump on it and ride down the little hill. I have 18 minutes to make it to the carlot and back. I decide to use the speedbike to my advantage, and dont apply my brakes down the hill. The wet, slippery, ignorant-student filled hill. I should have known. From the left of my vision I see another girl on her bike, appearing a little out of control. We were on a collision path, I could see it from the start. She aims left, right, left then right again, not knowing if she is fast enough to pass me or slow enough to go behind me. A dumb kid steps in the middle at which point I squeeze my rear brake with all the power I had, which I should have know it couldn't handle. And then it happned...SNAP!!! The cable simply decided that right then and there was the the end of its lifespan.

The girl and I SLAM into each other, land in a wet pool of water and her books flung everywhere. Normally I would have gotten up and helped her, but not today. Today just wasn't her day. I jump up, grab my bike and without a word start riding off as fast as I can. She must have thought she REALLY pissed me off.

THen I notice that she slammed into my rear wheel so fast that it bent, and with every rotation it would rub against the frame and slow me down. My dad's speedbike wasn't so speedy anymore. So I'm now pedaling extra hard to make my car to make my class in time.

I finally get to my car, frantically opening the door. look inside, under my climbing gear, under jackets, behind the seat, in the CD player. It's not there. I keep looking, wasting away the precious seconds. I then thought that it might be beneficial to check my backpack again. I should have just checked it better the first time. It was right in my music notebook, hidden away from sight by the pages. I slam the door shut, jump on my bike, turn around and try to make my class in 6 mintutes.

Just as I jumped on the bike, the temperature must have dropped just enough for the rain to start. And did it start. A thunderous cloudburst, how great.

I'm halfway up university drive, swinging through cars which are splashing me, trying to miss the pools of water, pedaling my half broken bike when another pedestrian decides to walk in front of me. A bike has brakes right? I slam on my rear brake, realizing I had none, then go for the front brake as the kid just keeps on walking down the narrow pathway. Any kid that has ever been on a bike going faster then 10mph knows NEVER, NEVER to hit the front brake while at speed.

I fly over the handlebars and slam the concrete as my bike slams into me. Luckily the adrenaline is flowing and I have the power to pick up my bike, twist the handlebars the right way around and pedal off. I get to class with one minute to spare.

I walk in, walk to my seat and sit down. The last couple of people walk in, and here I am when the teacher calls on me. I walk up there, wet as a fish in a lake, a big mudstripe going up between my legs and up my back, huffing and puffing, trying to give a presentation on a classical piece of music.

What a day. I should have known that my bed did feel very comfortable this morning, and I probably should have stayed in it.


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I knew something crappy was going to happen today when I woke up and fell over out of my bed because I had a deadleg.



Holy crap! That same thing happened to me the other morning at 4:30 am when I was getting drunk dialed! I was climbing down off the top bunk and put all my weight on one foot on the floor and totally busted my ass.

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