Today we went windsurfing.
It was at East Coast and the weather was somewhat fine. Except for the fact that I drifted over to the underwater drain pipe which was full of barnacles on the outside. Upon scraping the first of these barnacles I only had OH SHIT SHIT PISS COCK CUNT running through my head, so I just kicked harder which kind of shredded the soles of my bare feet. I hobbled onto shore with bloody feet and this NUS girl pointed it out and I looked down and was all like D: and I said I NEED MEDICAL ATTENTION.
Bejeesus chriiiist my feet are full of these goddamn cuts which make me walk like some duck. Every time I lay my soles on the ground and lift them, there’s this slight sticking feeling which makes it sting, and every time I walk it opens the cuts a bit more.
But when it was time to return to shore it started raining torrentially which was pretty effin cool and the best thing ever.
I’m dizzy from these wave-like motions I’m feeling and tired as hell and there’s still like I&R to hand up tomorrow.
It was fun. BUT I WANT TO SLEEP BLAH
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