you told me you loved me
why did you leave me, all alone
now you tell me you need me
im already gone.
Monday, February 15, 2010
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10:37 PM
Salutations.
Sigh. Just when I thought life couldn't get worse. That the world finally had thrown enough crap on me to last a lifetime. But I mean, this is me right, I never get things easy. I've gotta fight my through every single thing, just like how I've been fighting for the past years. Guess God made me a fighter.
So, with all the crap that's been happening recently, from being rained on to my shoe tearing, from cards being lost to being stranded with no money, I have learnt to make the best of my situation. But in this case, it's more of a dead end. So,we youths planned to have a cycling/trekking trip at Pulau Ubin. I was so looking forward to go. Unfortunately, my stupid knee ( you know the knee which has been giving me so many problems over the last few years and which the doctor declared arthritic) decided to act up. I got up from the chair too fast and something happened and I ended up on the floor.
I screamed bloody murder, after which my brother came running and carried me all the way to the bed. God, I love having strong brothers who are officers of the Army. He carried me because I couldn't move my leg at all. Believe me, I tried, it was excruciating. So, I lay there writhing in pain while my brother tried to help me. Then, I just couldn't lay there anymore, and I just had to move. So, I am now walking around using crutches. Yes, my unfortunate fate.
But I really wanted to go for the trip, so I told my siblings that I would be fine by the morning and I could go. But they were set in their ways, and so I sulkily went to bed. In the morning, as if things couldn't get worse, it was the time of the month again. And so, even though I have gulped down a lot of Panadol, I still have a hot water bag on my tummy. I hope my misery amuses you or at least someone, cos it sure as hell ain't amusing me.
I'm fated to suffer with these extremely horrid menstrual cramps as well as my new found lameness( and by lameness, I mean being handicapped, not extremely lacking in joking skills). I am really uncomfortable. So, so, very uncomfortable. And I wish someone would save me from this misery. Well, someONE more than anyone else, but I'm guessing that person won't be saving me for a long time to come.
Maybe I should write a book about this. To help any other unfortunate person in the world who shares the same fate as mine. But maybe I should come up with a good ending for my own misery first. Maybe I should start from my childhood and growing up here in Singapore. How being an Indian made it harder. I shall call it " The Indian who faced it all. Yes, even that. " This is for all the Indians out there. Being picked on and being a minority really takes it out of someone. Sigh. But, I guess being an Indian makes things a helluva lot more fun.
சொமேடிமேஸ், இ ஜஸ்ட் லவ் பிங் இந்தியன்.
And with that I say goodnight. I'm off to face the world, one miserable encounter at a time. With my trusty lightsaber, oh no, I mean crutches, and my hot water bag.
P.S. Sidekick wanted. Pity not required.
=DeBbIe=
you are my past ; now, im my everything
