Boo, She Lame-o.

On the week of July 8th, Trudy slaps the nail of a scoreboard because of frustration. The accidental semi-scandalous spank resulted to a bloody emergency room entrance, three right hand stitches, two anti-tetanus injections, and two unplayable weeks. She then realized that oncourt brutality that leads to hurting thy self is plain stupidity and thus, it leads to a mummy-like hand.

On the first week of August, Trudy slides on a slippery floor, falls her weight onto it, and twists her right ankle due to a simple sidestep training routine. The accidental kind-of-funny fall resulted to an icepack partnership, physical therapy sessions, penguin walk, plastered foot, and more unplayable weeks. She then realized that clumsiness over an obviously wet bball court is outrageously dumb and thus, it leads to a name out of a line-up tournament she has been preparing for so long.

Fresh from the recent accident, she is now having unreasonable thoughts with a small span of focus on things especially when she is in front of facebook, her lame reminder notebook and Blink-182. Her wonders are inside this hot air balloon which will blast in no time.

"Is this destiny?". She asked.

"Destined Karma". The quick conclusion for she wants a not so painful, immediate answer with or without proof, only superstition and strong hunch.