Formerly known as FFXFan

Arctic England is starting to really piss me off.

It wouldn't be so bad if I had a pretty good centre of balance, but the truth is, I don't. In fact, if the ground isn't flat and stable, I have a hard time standing upright. Yes, I am probably one of the few people in the world who could slip over without even moving. Drop me a comment if you're the same as well, so I know I'm not the only one.

When it comes to snow, I'm a bit conflicted. I love looking at it, because it makes everything look nicer and can create some awesome views, and it generally makes everything look brighter too. That last bit helps because, where I live, it's all pretty bland colour wise, so everything looking a bit brighter is overall a very good thing. On the flip side, I hate it because it's fucking awful to try and walk through, especially when it's snowed on top of existing ice, like it has been this week.

As I said earlier, this wouldn't be quite so bad if I was able to balance properly, however I seem to be getting the hang of falling over. It's only been today where I was fortunate enough not to fall over, and fuck knows how I managed that, because I was sliding everywhere. On Monday, I fell over twice in the space of about a minute. As if that hadn't hurt my pride enough, on the other side of the road there was some pre-pubescent chavs who thought it was funny. Yesterday, I fell over on the way home. Ironically, it was at the same place where I'd slipped on Monday, however this time I dropped my phone and some DVDs I'd bought (quite how they'd managed to get out of a sealed bag is beyond me...I think the cashier at Morrisons didn't seal the bag properly). That almost scared me shitless, as my phone went sliding off towards the road and, for a moment, I didn't think I'd be able to scoop it up before it dropped on the road and got ran over. Luckily for me, I managed to get up and grab it. That fall hurt my pride even more.

Today though, I've realised that these three falls have hurt more than just my pride. I ache everywhere. By everywhere, I mean my arms and legs, as they took the falls. My upper left arm, right shoulderblade, and both thighs feel stiff, and are generally very achey. It feels like I've been doing exercise, which I probably have, in trying not to fall over and everything. It's not good.

I suppose I do have to be grateful though. At least I am only feeling a few aches, when it could be worse. I could've taken a nasty fall and broken an arm, or fractured a bone, or I could've even hit my head and done some damage there. And with English people generally being how they are, I doubt I'd get much in the way of help for any of those scenarios. They'd probably ask if I was OK and continue on their way, no matter what my response was. Unless I was out cold, they might try and do something then.

There's always tomorrow though. And Friday. I'll let you know how I got on Friday evening. Feel free to drop me any comments, if you can be bothered. Or you can vote for my blog. Somebody did the other day. Probably Mena.

Till Friday
-=Gavvie=-