Went rock climbing with ch. You know, I always thought it was easy cuz I thought the rocks had nice grips and shit. Turns out some of them are as small as a testicle. Saying its hard to pull yourself up with 2 fingers is kinda an understatement I think ;p
I owned the beginners course, like, the straight vertical one on the first try. When I hit the top of the second story high course, I was like, oh this is pretty easy.
Then I turned around and looked down..... and got the shock of the month. It seemed as though ch was this tiny ant on the floor and I was dangling above an abyss.
Then I started to panic and my palms got sweaty, and I could feel myself losing my grip. I shouted down to ch ,"OMGOMG WHAT DO I DO NOW!"
And the bastard answered a-matter-of-factly ,"Just let go la."
"LET GO? OMFG YOU MUST BE CRAZY!"
That was when I felt my grip was at 10% health, so I prayed ,"If I fall dont let me become a vegetable. Let me die quickly."
Then I let go.
For a moment I could feel the wind at the back of my ears, and I swore I could feel the strings of my heart just detach or something.
Amidst the roaring wind, a voice whispered to me ,"Its not your time yet."
"God?" I thought.
And the Almighty caught me with his hand and laid me gently on the ground.
Unfortunately realization dawned a second later: It was ch who had me on belay and it was he who "saved" me. -_- So anti-climax right?
Sunday, July 6, 2008
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