yesterday was an emotional roller coaster ride.that cost me $245.
well, it definitely din work out well. i actually thank God (one way, or another) for giving me the accident. because i knew i was being unreasonable; that i've been a very difficult person. He was kind enough to let me suffer only minor injuries for all the bitch i've been. a wake up call.
another reason why i was thankful? because mel was with me.
now, i'm not trying to sound all enlightened or whatnot. but sometimes God puts you through an obstacle with a loved one, to create a bond that will never loosen. and seeing how mel put me before himself was really... touching. (he was injured too, more at his knee-area than his feet. my worst injuries are at the ankle and toes. why is why it's hard to walk.)
the road was wet and uneven.
it's not his fault the motor skidded.
it's physics'.
he WAS careful. (:
and it doesn't make me love him any lesser.
the moment the impact happened i was too stunned to say/feel anything.
he pulled me to the curb, and then the pain hit me.
it began stinging like fuck.
i saw lots of blood. and i din want to see anymore.
the sting was so overwhelming that it created a burning sensation which made my hand and leg numb.
i cried; because i knew i was going to miss both dance and the cotton on interview. though a part of me was wondering which way school was. =.=
i was lost. in the hospital. i felt so out of place. like, a bimbo who landed herself in some parliamentary meeting. wearing a pink tube dress and having hot pink nails din make me feel better at all. it worsened the stares. =.= (refer to picture below.)
sidetrack: oh, i was wearing the pink dress my bestfriend gave me for my 16th. perhaps another reason i was protected? (:
i was given 2 injections. the first, by a mat who probably graduated from nyp not long ago. he was laughing AT me. like, hello? i'm in pain, and you're causing more pain, and you're laughing AT me?! gawd, the nerveee.
the second was some tetanus(sp?) injection. that one still stings. even now. :(
anyhoo...
special thank you shout-outs to:
1. the driver who drove me to the clinic.
2. the 3 ITE students (passers-by) who helped me.
3. the paramedics, nurses and doctors.
4. all my fbodz peeps! ;)
5. all those who showed concern by texting, calling, msn-ing, or facebooking me.
6. mummy and step-dad; for being so worried.
7. and last but not least.... mel. (: for being there with me throughout, and for making me laugh as i was crying. i'm going to get that cotton on job. iun care. ahaha. (:
thankkkkkkk youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu everybodyyyy. (:
like i said, only when shits happen, do you realise who your true friends are. thank You, God.
of course, yesterday, i also realised that some bitches will always stay bitches. hey bitch, are you sick of your new boytoy? if you don't have money to go home, shouldn't your boyfriend be sending you home? please, for your own dignity's sake. don't associate yourself with him anymore. it's revolting. YOU are revolting.... sigh.
may God bless your poor soul.
okay, i'll be putting some hideous pictures, so if you don't really like gory or disgusting, don't look. (:
dee and mel coming over later. yay!
i'm getting my iphone tomorrow. yay!
i'm STILL alive. yay!
have a nice day everybody! :D
p/s: i joked that i might be ambidextrous after these 3 weeks, cause i'm doing everything with my left hand. lol.
