Don't ever attempt at skimboarding when you've:
a. never done it before, ever
b. your butt is the size of Africa
c: you've drunk 2.5 liters of redhorse, 3 bottles of san mig light and one tall glass of Jaegerbomb (jaegermeister + 1 bottle of Red Bull) all in one afternoon.
d. all of the above
Obviously, I picked "d. all of the above" even before I learned about a. b. and c.
Look what it got me: partial amnesia about the experience, can only remember trying to wrestle a kid's skimboard away from him so I could give it a go. A stiff neck, a broken big toenail hanging by a thread and a very sore butt.
Oh, but I remember this clearly: laughing like a hyena whenever I crash landed! Which was in ALL 3 or 4 attempts!
My life is a coloring book where everything is forever summer, it's always weekends and everyday feels like a holiday in happy hues. There are some hot pink laughter, emerald blue lovin', green teardrops, yellow smiles, turquoise hugs, red sorrows and purple anger. And more hot-pink-laced-with-aquamarine laughter. There's so much laughter, coming out in rainbow peals. Hey, I think I'm drunk! Or not! I'm just forever high!
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