the falling...

[marchatorium]

Last Saturday I had this wedding of one of my best friends... the one whom I was attached to practically through entire university time. Before leaving to the church, I was waiting for a cab to drive me (because I don't drive and as the church is at downtown traffic was to be huge and it was an overall better idea to take a cab) when my brother came by to bother me (well, that's relative, because love is rough at home and our way to demonstrate it besides kisses and hugs is to hit and kick playfully each other)and I tried to kick him at revenge but... the hem of the dress was very narrow and it prevented me to spread the legs so when I tried to kick him the hem pulled the supporting leg up and I fell down like a sack of flour. I landed on my elbow and then my ribcage touched the earth, and in that process my neck like "ricocheted" the floor. I got up just in time to take the cab, going to the wedding, dance, catching the bouquet (yay! we have this tradition of catching the bouquet to ensure a prompt wedding!!!) and sleep. I woke up next morning, 7 am, sore. My neck hurt like hell. I couldn't turn it around or move it... practically all Sunday I was on bed with a (insert word which meaning is a neck-supportive/immobilizer cloth-covered rigid foam thing)and yesterday I went to the doctor. I hadn't nothing important, but I'm going to shoot some radiographies this week to assure that.
News: Lenin's coming this Friday... so 3 days!!! ^_______________^

Kisses to everyone!

Edit: I don't believe in that silly bouquet-catching legend. it's only that the event gave us a reason to laugh. xD