Sigh...

Frustration settin in.... must..... do... sumthin...

sigh... lame i know...

mann, im SO screwed... not literally... but seriously... SO screwed... I gotta study for a test, which occurs a day earlier than i thought it would (not like it makes a difference, im still unprepared)... the infamous GRE, if ur curious... the Math sections's alright, thank God.. but the english is a frikkin pain in the arse... i mean who USES words like Neologism or Extemporaneous in this era?? or in any other era, for that matter??? sheeeshh...

n to top it off, ive gotta fill in an application to a university ASAP... ive gotta write a personal statement for that application, n God knows wut not... if admissions counselors from any US unis out there r readin this, wuts with ALL the admissions essays ppl?? oh well, man's gotta do wut a man's gotta do...

no not that... i was referring to the essays... the time will come for the other stuff a man's gotta do...

aww mann im sleepy... its frikkin 2AM in the morning as i write this... Yes i do have to go to work in the morning... no i cannot apply for a sick leave, even though i have just reason:

After the Roda at last friday's capoeira class, i proceeded to (almost methodically) nearly dislocate my shoulder... was tryin out a cool move where u kick in the air n balance urself using one hand, i slipped on my sweaty palm (relax, all u ladies out there goin 'ewwwww' in disgust rite now... i had a good workout... n u women cant complain until u stop ur arm-pits sweatin neways.. i mean wuts with that??? ewwwww!!!). neways, i slipped on my sweaty palm, heard 3 cracking sounds (or wut i thought were cracking sounds), but luckily moved my arm out from under me before i fell...

Yes it seems like my senses become extraordinarily acute when im in danger... yes i also can think exceptionally fast when im falling... no i do not develop super powers as well...

neways, i lay there on the ground with my right arm outstretched unable to move for a good couple of minutes... until the pain subsided, n obviously with a little aid from a training partner well-versed with injuries (you know who u r, n thanks alot for ur help bro)..

neways, no dislocation or broken bones... just a twist of the shoulder n triceps muscles.. no doctors necessary, just rest... n i hate goin to hospitals, with the stench of all that Dettol around... as a result, i couldnt make it for a performance at a uni's cultural nite.. damn, imagine all the international hotties there... not to mention im not goin for trainin until im done with my test

the good news is i can pretty much go all out in my training after this week, since there wont be too much to distract me.. n i might start playin basketball again, thanks to a neighbour... cant wait to make those jumpshots again... hopefully the competition will be as lousy as i am.. or lousier, im not complaining here :-) ...