Almost at the brink of unconsciousness
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thoumayestI often wondered how it felt to actually faint. Roz knows it, Syrah knows it. It seems so intriguing as to how it would feel if conciousness slipped like soap from your mind.
Well, I almost did faint. It was PE. We were practicing blocks. I felt alright when I came to the court, just a little out of breath from my jog from the Math Building. Suddenly, I found it difficult to raise my arms. I thought, baka nangangawit lang kamay mo. It had been raised, just for... 5 minutes? After a few seconds, I couldn't completely raisemy wrists, so they sttled at my hips while I tried to breathe. Then something weird happened to my vision. My surroundings looked like I was peeking through a TV receiving bad signal. Parang may mga alapaap. Only that the white blots were much bigger, as if my mind was trying to erase what I was currently seeing. At first I thought that this was one of those times when you stare at something for too long. I tried moving my eyes to see other things, but the white blots followed. I closed my eyes for a second, maybe they were tired. But when I reopened them, everything was a painting badly blotted by drops of white from the paint brush.
By then, people were noticing me. I was the only one not raising my arms to block. I slouched and my fingers were squishing the bridge of my nose, as if having a wrong-timed migraine that would go away any minute. I then realized that my throat was dry. So that was the reason I stopped shouting HA! every block. (Then again, I wasn't blocking anymore.) Those split second thoughts occurred. You're going to faint, idiot. Stop. I managed to look at the person to my right. (I can't remember her whiter face though.) She asked me, kaya mo pa? Apparently not, and I managed a shook. Locking eyes with the instructor but not getting a nod of approval, I walked over to the bench. I sat on the bench, then sat on the floor while leaning against the bench. I asked the other "collapsee" if he had water. Wala eh.
My vision returned after a few minutes of deep inhaling. I had to get oxygen to my brain. Another split second thought. By the end of the session, I was kicking my partners' kick shield. I simply couldn't miss that part. The sound of your hit was exhilirating. After that session, our instructor openly declared, dapat may medic tayo, eh. Hell yeah.
Well, I almost did faint. It was PE. We were practicing blocks. I felt alright when I came to the court, just a little out of breath from my jog from the Math Building. Suddenly, I found it difficult to raise my arms. I thought, baka nangangawit lang kamay mo. It had been raised, just for... 5 minutes? After a few seconds, I couldn't completely raisemy wrists, so they sttled at my hips while I tried to breathe. Then something weird happened to my vision. My surroundings looked like I was peeking through a TV receiving bad signal. Parang may mga alapaap. Only that the white blots were much bigger, as if my mind was trying to erase what I was currently seeing. At first I thought that this was one of those times when you stare at something for too long. I tried moving my eyes to see other things, but the white blots followed. I closed my eyes for a second, maybe they were tired. But when I reopened them, everything was a painting badly blotted by drops of white from the paint brush.
By then, people were noticing me. I was the only one not raising my arms to block. I slouched and my fingers were squishing the bridge of my nose, as if having a wrong-timed migraine that would go away any minute. I then realized that my throat was dry. So that was the reason I stopped shouting HA! every block. (Then again, I wasn't blocking anymore.) Those split second thoughts occurred. You're going to faint, idiot. Stop. I managed to look at the person to my right. (I can't remember her whiter face though.) She asked me, kaya mo pa? Apparently not, and I managed a shook. Locking eyes with the instructor but not getting a nod of approval, I walked over to the bench. I sat on the bench, then sat on the floor while leaning against the bench. I asked the other "collapsee" if he had water. Wala eh.
My vision returned after a few minutes of deep inhaling. I had to get oxygen to my brain. Another split second thought. By the end of the session, I was kicking my partners' kick shield. I simply couldn't miss that part. The sound of your hit was exhilirating. After that session, our instructor openly declared, dapat may medic tayo, eh. Hell yeah.
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