Mr. Brightside

Long overdue pictures firstly:

Van and I scouting through the whole of Orchard
after I came back from Australia.



Van and her unreachable dream of being as tall as the
giraffe. Tsk tsk tsk. Crushed hopes HOR...









Psst... she's molesting the koala... Call the cops...




Last picture.
I know its damnnn retarded but I laughed like a mad cow
after I saw it. Its so ridiculously comedic, honestly T.T

I think we went to every single shopping centre in Orchard.
I'm not kidding. We walked THAT much...
It's crazyyy. She was looking for a dress for her cousin's
wedding so we just searched everywhereee. Finally found one
in Far East Plaza.

Anyway basically to summarise it, it was an extremely longggg
day with lotssss of walking around, but it was fun lah. Lol. (:...

*

I feel weird typing out happy faces now.
It'll give you the impression that I'm smiling, when I'm really not.
Look here. It's a handwritten letter... typing it out for you. >

"Dear Coach/ PE teacher in charge

(Stamp:
Singapore Sports Medicine Centre.
Square 2 - Novena Medical Centre.
Blahblahblah, my name and ID, allergy)

Zenda suffered [L] Tibalis Poste... (something.) strain.
Currently on physiotherapy.
Kindly excuse lower limb activities
for 1 month.
Regards
(Signature)

(Stamp:
Dr Kelvin Chew Tai Loon
MBBCh.. blahblahblah)"

I have 3 copies of that.
One for each meal of the day where I shall stare at it
with hatred, hoping somehow I get laser eyes and I'll be able
to burn it to shreds...

I can't exactly... explain how I feel now but it's mostly
guilt and... anger and... just the pure urge to cry...

My mum'd scolded me for it. I didn't talk for half the day...
Dude, I was... bummed is just too light a word for it.
This thing with my calf has been
going on off for 2 weeks now and I'd already been to a doctor
but it wasn't one who specialised in sport injuries....
Just a regular polyclinic doctor.
Yesterday... Sigh. Yesterday.
Anyway main point is that I strained it.. again... and had to
go find a Sports doctor... My mum did...
Made an appointment for 5.30 and the medical centre...

After going to see the DL investiture and studying a while with
Van in the canteen, I left and took the MRT by myself to Novena...
1 hour ride alone... Sitting there... Wondering...
Reached there and Mum seemed to be in a really light mood...
Registered and waited.

I was... greatly intimidated and very scared. Very very scared.
The whole place was just purely for sports... They had treadmills
and gym equipments, plus the medical centre plus an orthopedic surgery
centre all on one level.
Anyway. The fear was just me... the place didn't really give you anything
to be scared of besides the hospital-y scent.
It was a calming place, lots of browns, beige, whites and blues, and
they had LCD's hung up everywhere with Ellen/ Channel 8 on.

My mum let me go in by myself after waiting for 15 minutes...
The room was... big... Just me, the doctor and his assistant.
Yes his assistant.
He was really friendly and all... He isn't paid so much to frown anyway...
Told him about my pain, then I had to take off my shoes and sit on the
examination bed. He poked around my leg, down my ankle and the to my calf
and just asked me when it was pain. The cool part is that he used the
thing they use to see the baby when a woman's pregnant on my leg.
The same light blue translucent gel that's really cold, same screen and same
x-ray equipment.

He told me what was the problem and said that I couldn't/shouldn't
do lower body trainings for the next... month. And then he winced.
I winced too. ._.
He knew. He knew how his patient would feel. He'd probably said it
to thousands of kids with the same problem as me. but that didn't
make me feel any better :/ Sulkkkk....

I got my MCs and the weird cushion-y thing to put in my shoe
to help me walk better...
Had dinner with my mum downstairs at secret recipe...
She's in a good mood today... but that just makes me feel worse...
I feel really apologetic towards her... I bombed money on this man...
It wouldn't have been this way if I just took care of myself more...
I wouldn't have to miss 1 month of training if I'd just bothered to care...

I won't be on the school team.
That I'm sure of. Crushed me when I thought of it.
buttt... I don't know what's the but in this.
Wan Ting thinks the same of herself T.T... so she said next year
we can both facilitate the aspire camps while they're having the
zonals T.T... Lol... Maybe that's the bright side?
and.. I have one more year to chiong. Chiong all the way.
That's another bright side?
): Someone lend me a shoulder... or a hug...
I don't mind either now if you need it cos I'd just sulk with you...

Gah.
Agh.
ROAR.
I feel kind of emotionless now.
I wish something really funny would just happen right now.
I want to laugh. I want to laughhhh....

Zenda...