Killing myself

Hi anyone who's come across this blog or whoever I've forced to read my annoying comments on my own life ... or other peoples lives XD. For someone who talks so much about shit all I never could figure out why I didn't have a blog of my own. But then it hit me. All my free time was used playing games ><. Guess that sort of thing is quite time consuming. Blogs also seems like quite a time consuming activity too. So question is why is Peter writing a blog posting instead of playing all his games??? Did Peter's house catch on fire destroying all his valuable games??? Did Peter lose the use of his hands so can't hold a controller to save his life (so how is he typing this post?)??? Or does this have to do with the title of this post which would probably mean this is some sort of suicide note??? Well wait a sec and I'll tell you about it.

Yes I know the title is abit morbid but hear me out. It all started Thursday night when I had a homemade pizza which my mom had made with her new pizza making gizmo. Straight after that I felt my throat clamming up so I'm guessing like most people would do I went and drank a few glasses of water. Figures with my luck it didn't help. So for the first time in like months I decide to got to sleep before the stroke of midnight.
The next morning was pretty much a mini hell. Throat was dry, nose was blocked (try breathing with those two problems), head was spinning, and it felt like I hadn't had a wink of sleep. So basically it felt like I couldn't breathe or think which are probably only things that make me certain I'm alive. Seeing how I couldn't really get up with my head spinning I tried to doze off for a bit longer. Midday and my head felt better so I was like great ... but now my brain can process the fact that I can't breathe properly. Thinking that if I tried to sleep I would probably wind up dead from lack of oxygen I opted to watch the woman's semi-finals. This is probably the only time I've ever watched a full game of tennis. After the game was over I tried to sleep some more until I had to make my way to youth group. By the time Youth group started I pretty much breathed normally except for a slight rasp in my voice. Like any good friend I accused a few people here and there as to who had given me this sickness but other than that Youth group went well and after some not so lengthy preparations, a trip to Torquay for surfing and fun was organized. Despite just getting better from that morning I couldn't pass off a chance to surf. In a sense I was trying to relive my youth XD which makes me sound old ... Being a lowly L-plater the easiest way to meet up was to crash at a friend's place so after we had a late dinner in my friendly neighborhood I dropped home and filled a bag with random things that I might need. Everything seemed well enough when I got to my friend's place and he even had a proper bed for me because I somewhat expected to sleep on a couch or floor.
The next morning arrived and it was the same as the previous morning. But this time I forced myself up and to my surprise most of the symptoms disappeared. Only the lack of sleep and the more raspier voice kept me remembering that I was sick. Even though we had organized to meet up at eight it wasn't until ten that everyone was present. The trip to Torquay was about two hours so I managed about and hour sleep. When we got there four of us grabbed longboards and most of the rest grabbed bodyboards. Everyone who got a board got a wetsuit except me. This turned out not to be the best idea. The decision was because I used to surf shortboards and with a shortboard one cannot get boardrash. Longboards are much easier to get on and is a lot softer. They also have a textured surface which means there is no need for wax. But this also means that the coarse surface causes boardrash. Its large size also means it takes some effort dragging them to the beach. Dragging the boards to the beach took awhile but worth it as we grabbed a decent spot in the crowds of people. I naturally took to the sea because there was someone already teaching the newbie surfers. Having a look at any opening in the sea of people it didn't look all that flash. Came back in to check on the other and then it was back out together to scope for a opening. We found a decent spot and it wasn't long before I got on my board. Weee I'm young again XD. Problem was that was probably the best ride of the whole day. I managed a few more times on the board but as the day went on the openings disappeared and a few collision happened here and there. Also the more times I got onto my board the more I could feel boardrash coming on. Thinking I could just put it off for a t-shirt later I surfed on. It was so peaceful between each wave as I lay on the board sunbathing (which also turned out not to be as good as it seemed). Once the boardrash set in I decided to head in for a t-shirt. It wasn't until I put it on that the pain was too much to bare surfing anymore. Thankfully I was satisfied with the surfing and it wasn't going to get any better with the number of people out there. When everyone was satisfied we travelled round Torquay to buy food for our barbeque. By this time I had somewhat lost my voice but just like me I refused to shutup. We had a great barbeque but the wind was so strong that it took out half of our cutlery and abit of the salad. After we finished of the rest of the night playing beach cricket until we couldn't even see the ball anymore. It was so fun. The night didn't finish there though. We went to the Melbourne Central to see Twilight. When we reached the city I realized I was literally burnt from head to heel on the back from lying on the surfboard. At the same time the boardrash seemed to have gotten worse ><. So we watched the movie in the halfpipe which wasn't very comfortable especially with the sunburn. Twilight wasn't as bad as some people made it out to be but it wasn't the best movie :P. So ending on that note when I got home I decided I was way to out of it to go to the church next day.
Somehow even with a burnt back and boardrashed stomach I managed afew hours sleep but was awoken by a phone call from people who wanted me to open up the church >< (why am I expected to be first at church). I slept abit more before I got some water to drink. My mom freaked out when she saw my sunburns and boardrash. She made such a ruckus about how I should look after myself *sigh* parents. Anyways got a few more hours of sleep by rolling back and forth keeping the pain spread thinly.

And now here I am. My arms are sore from both sunburn and overuse in surfing so I put off gaming and seeing how I haven't touched a game since Thursday I needed something to do. So came the birth of this blog.

Oh yeah so the titles basically about the self torture of myself XD. I'm still pretty badly off. Spread some vitamin E stuff so its just mildly hurts and I've finally decided not to talk so often if I don't need to. Hopefully a day or two and I'll be better. Anyways this post is long enough. Don't think I'll ever write something as long again. Hopefully it was a good read. If not then meh.

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