What goes to plan?

So its a few days after graduation, things are starting to settle like dust thats been kicked up from a sand dune, not every dropplet of sand falls back to its origional position, some things are changed perminantly, yet the overall fact that its still a sand dune, implies that perhaps not much has changed. Maybe a new dune has formed, or a higher dune is built, what ever it is, the person that kicked it certinaly didn't noticed the disruption and continue to sail forward. Just like time.

So on the day, things were a rush, something that was expected. Sometimes, no matter how well you have prepared or plan the day, some things will just come unexpected and all hell breaks loose.

I shall start with the night before...... So, it was our second last bball match for the season, I found parking relatively easily soon after arriving (yes tony stole a spot right when i got there, damn!), and did the usual warmups. The game was tight, but during mid first half, I saw a gap down baseline and tried to draw a foul, the jump screwed up and the asian had his elbo in the line of sight from where I was jumping from. *bang*. I fall he fall, everyone fall. Instantly I felt some pain and swolled to what I though was somethign thicker than water. Naturally I touched my teeth to see if anything has been broken, but on the way to my teeth, my skin felt tight and won't budge to lift up (warning sign #1), and then to find my fingers soaked in blood *warning sign #2), I knew this couldn't be good.

Subbed off, and went to the toilet, first look I though wtf, I look like a cat! except only one side of my mouth does, the second side is flat.... Instantly went and got ice, anyway, saw this massive cut inside, thx to my trusty k9 teeth and juggled with the idea of going to see a doc or stay for the rest of the game. I chose the latter option. Long story short, I then had a swell on the night before my graduation, great.

Being asian, my mum went ape when she saw me as I walk to get some water, and went to docs to get it checked out. Ended up being a 3-4 hour wait at the hospital.

So the next day, plans had to change, could only get to uni at 10.30, the arranged time for the group of friends to raid parts of the uni for photos. Except only 2 people were there. Others, no where to be seen. Cool.

Oh yea, my swell was gone when I woke up, thanks to my 5 hours of "kissing the ice" during the wait at the hospital.

So snap snap snap snap, run around like mad to get things done before/after ceremony, and before I knew it, I had arleady walked on stage, got my scroll, forgot to bow to the counciller, lagged on stage for my parents to snap my final moments on stage, and back to the gay guy to return my gown. (There was a photo of him looking at my ass, and no, you are not getting a copy of that photo).

My well planned day turned into a photo frenzy and marathon run. Like to thank my parents for enduring all that though, they didn't rant much trying to follow me while snapping like the papparitzi's (might have spelt it wrong). More about gratuation later.

Peace out.