OUCH!
I just got hit by a fraking motorbike! I was crossing the road outside school (four lanes, with the 2 directions seperated by no-overtaking lines) The first two lanes are backed up with traffic, so I walk between the cars to the middle of the road, I look to the right to check for oncoming traffic, there's none, so I start to cross then WHACK. I'm on the floor. It turns out I'd been hit by some numpty who didn't want to wait for traffic, so was just sailing down the wrong side of the road. Adrenaline shoots through me, I bounce up to find some dumb ass Chinaman on a bike looking scared to death, I start walking towards him and he starts shouting at me in Chinese. I start shouting expletives at him and asking him what the hell he was doing on my side of the road, I gesture for him to get off his bike, and he just takes off.
Messed up.
I have a tire imprint on my left leg, various cuts on my arms and legs, and a swollen wrist that I figure I must have landed on. I went skidding a good 4-5 meters down the road...good times.
However, on the flip side... the reason I was walking back to my apartment on my break was to take a plate back (which got smashed to pieces on the road.) Beryl had cooked me some pancakes and bought them over for me to eat on my break. :D I was very pleasently suprised! They tasted good too! Especially considering she'd only cooked them ONCE before!
So... some good things, some bad things...karma?
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