Skin

It's a dangerous world we live in if you're not careful.

I woke up this morning feeling really blue. The fresh bruises I got from netball yesterday evening has not healed yet. None of them did. They're still red and bloody and gooey and yuck.

It all began with a friendly netball game yesterday. I was playing the wing attack position in the first quarter. In the second quarter, I wanted to play the goal shoot. It was all fun and games. Nothing serious. The game was just fun.

If I remember correctly, before the accident, Alex was passing the ball over to me. He threw it low to the ground to my right. I ran low towards it, catching the ball. However, Adrian, who is in the opposite team, came chasing after me to prevent me from catching the ball.

Boy, did he stop me catching the ball, he stopped me running for quite a bit after that too. Haha. I was already bending low catching the ball, and I was trying to get my balance after that, but here comes Adrian dashing towards me, and he couldn't stop in time, and hence crashing in to me. I was pushed down even more onto the ground. He tried to swerve to the right, but part of his body hit against me on my right, pushing me smacked onto the ground. Flat.

The ground is no ordinary sports court. It was an open free court. The ground is tar. Though luckily there wasn't many little stones around. But it's big black tar ground.

Need I say more, I acquired brand new fresh bruises onto my body. One on each knee, as I was near kneeling on the ground before I fell. The impact onto my right, stabbed my elbow right into the ground. Just to keep my balance, my left palm scrapped against the ground too, bruising my thumb. Partially of it is black now.

I'd admit, I'd actually wanted to cry right after crash. It hurts so badly. It stings. Henry brought me to wash the blood away. Wei En helped me clean the bruises. It just hurts so much.

I don't blame Adrian for crashing into me. This is sports. This is expected. I should have been more careful with myself. I wonder how does Alex do it, how he always pretend to dive onto the ground, yet he has no bruises. Henry told me I should really learn how to fall. It's a very bad idea to just fall flat straight onto the ground. I should have learned to roll myself up so that the impact is more distributed around rather than concentrating just on my knees and elbow.

This accident has brought back the reason why I hardly play sports. I don't like being injured, that's why I stayed away from it most of the time. But just when I begin to enjoy it again, these torn skins just makes me feel sick.

I couldn't really sleep last night because the bruises were right on the skin of my joints. I woke up this morning, and I couldn't fully straighten or bend my elbow and my knees. Any extension or contraction to the skin hurts. It's been a while since I've gotten such bad bruises. Somehow it felt worse than the paintball bruises I had couple of months ago.

My mum told me I was lucky that I just got this skin torn instead of any major injuries. She says at least these skin will heal, give it a day or two. I suppose she's right. But it's just that it feels so uncomfortable getting these bruises. And yes, it hurts way even more when I shower. I had to avoid scrapping my clothes onto these bruises to prevent it pulling the skin even more.

I'm not quite in the mood to do work or finish my assignments. Woke up early this morning, and just trying to rest and heal the skin. It feels weird because it really has been in a while since I fell onto the ground like that.

I've uploaded some pictures onto my MSN space. The bruises for the first quarter of 2008. How nice. It has actually reminded me how prone I am to getting injured. Couple of years back, I fell down the stairs in the engineering library bruising my finger, where the mark is still there.

Oh wells.

Have a good weekend people. Another week or two, it'll be mid semester break.