Falling/Embarrasing Bus Rides...

Bruised. I think God's telling me to slow down.

A few days ago, as I was walking to the bus stop, I saw the bus coming...not far off. I still had to cross the street. So I did so, running, and barely made it on the bus.

The next day, the same thing happened. Only this time, I was a few feet away from the bus when the bus driver decided to close the door and continue on his way. But I kept running, so he stopped. Unfortunately, I was so excited that I didn't miss the bus, that I tripped and hit my knee as soon as I got on the bus. That's not all. Then I tried to swipe my card. 40 centavos. Not enough. A bus ride is 1.5 pesos. I switched my cards (because I had two, and I knew one had credit), but alas, it showed 40 centavos yet again. (I thought I had switched the cards, but I actually swiped the same one again). That exact same thing happened one more time before I finally switched the cards for real. Credit left after swiping the card: 13.50 pesos. Ahh...safe. However, after I got on the bus, I was too embarrassed to look at anyone's faces so I firmly stared out the window until I started laughing to myself. Gosh, I can be such a clutz!

That evening Kim, Veronique, and Shivani came over to hang out and watch a movie. We got our dulce de leche cappuchino and had a ball, singing and "playing" guitar. Well, we were watching the movie upstairs in Vale's room when the phone rang downstairs. I didn't hear it at first, so when I did, I ran to get it because no one else was home. Next thing I know, I was sitting on my sore cachetas. I slipped on the first two stairs and fell down, saved only by the bar next to the stairs (which actually isn't very stable - I bent it). If I didn't instinctively grab the bar, I would have tumbled down the stairs, which wouldn't have been very pretty. When I went to bed, for the first time in weeks, I didn't fall asleep almost instantly. I had to thank God for saving me. I hit my head when I fell and my back's a bit sore, but nothing serious. It could've been much worse.

I had this feeling. After all this running and falling, etc., I think God is telling me to slow down in life. I'm the kind of person that is always on the go. I need to...breathe.