what a day.
since i last checked my email on friday, i really thought i wouldn't be touching the keyboard for another week or more (more for the reason that the server is really going haywire and i can't stay connected for more than 5 minutes, than anything else). but today proved to be so much an eventful day, that i felt the need (which i haven't, for very long) to blog. and i don't mean eventful in your usual sense of the word.
it all started with (okay so now i start shooting guilty arrows) the rain which left me freezing for the most part of yesterday. didn't help that i wasn't feeling too well to start off with, kept sneezing and had this cursed phlgemy cough that refused to go away. naturally decided to sleep without the aircon for the night. and risk the mosquitoes that almost always launched their secret attacks whenever i decide not to turn on the aircon. and of course, the damned creatures came into action again yesterday night. so i woke up at 2-ish, after 2 hours or so of sleep, itching and scratching and cursing and sweating. everything together proved too much to bear so i turned on the aircon. and the aircon, as with numerous other appliances in this house, was pretty conky, so i was left perspiring for quite a while before it really started to feel cold.
and then, i couldn't sleep. i just couldn't sleep. don't know about you, but i've always had this fear for..uh, not being able to sleep. i'll start to panic and keep looking at the clock and thinking about the few hours i have left to attempt to sleep and how tired i'd be the next day and how then it'd be another wasted day and yada and the more i think, the more i just can't sleep. (always had the problem as a kid but haven't been like that for so long. i mean c'mon, we have so much to do we're so tired, everyday it's like your head on the pillow and into your deep slumber you go) so yesterday was really miserable. i think i promised myself not to bother anyone with my insomaniac problems (cos mom nursed a terrible headache for a long period of time when i was like that back in primary school or sth), but i still did it yesterday night. and person actually was awakened and answered my call which made me feel worse. anyways. finally fell back to sleep at about 5.
then, you'd call me crazy, but i decided to run in the morning cos i haven't in a few days. and it wasn't raining. so i did. but when i started i could already see the dark clouds looming ahead. then somehow, i don't know how, maybe i was really sleeprunning and not really running, i fell after crossing the traffic lights and one stretch of the park connector. when i pulled myself up, it hurt a little, thought it was just a few scratches. actually it was, but few seconds later the blood started oozing. and then the slight drizzle became heavy rain. just perfect. so i sought shelter nearby. and while the raindrops fell, the blood kept dripping as well. in a while there was sufficient blood for me to look like an unprofessional murderer. i really didn't know what to do. no tissue-let blood continue to drip. no umbrella-had to wait for rain to stop to walk home. i stoned under the shelter for about half an hr (within which many people walked past and saw how pathetic i looked and..nothing happened. singaporeans are really..singaporeans.) before i decided the rain isn't gonna stop anytime soon. and i thought mom's probably awake by now so i called her and told her about my little accident. then she had to come in the rain to fetch (as in by foot, my mom can't drive) me. I FELT SO BAD (2nd wave of guilt for the day). and while i waited, i played with the rain abit. to try and wash off the blood. by then the bottom part of my tshirt (wah i was wearing RAFFLES PE TEE how paiseh it was) and my fbts was red. more people walked past. ignore ignore bleeding kelly invisible. then finally this bangladeshi offered to lend me umbrella. i felt touched. but mom's on her way so i said it's okay and asked for tissue instead. he said don't have but wanted to give me his hankerchief. how nice. which really heightened my disappointment for my dearest countrymen.
and so my day started like that. won't you agree with me on how eventful it was. in the late morning, went to visit the elderly at moral welfare home. did some craftwork. and stayed at harbourfront centre to study. where my sore throat and zzz-ness was irking me. oh yes yesterday yl and i attended a youth forum by mr khoo swee chiow. you know the everest-cum-scuba-diving-cum-cycle-from-singapore-to-beijing guy. was quite inspiring. odac let's do that someday. haha.
what a long post. felt like i wrote the next chapter of a series of unfortunate events.
it all started with (okay so now i start shooting guilty arrows) the rain which left me freezing for the most part of yesterday. didn't help that i wasn't feeling too well to start off with, kept sneezing and had this cursed phlgemy cough that refused to go away. naturally decided to sleep without the aircon for the night. and risk the mosquitoes that almost always launched their secret attacks whenever i decide not to turn on the aircon. and of course, the damned creatures came into action again yesterday night. so i woke up at 2-ish, after 2 hours or so of sleep, itching and scratching and cursing and sweating. everything together proved too much to bear so i turned on the aircon. and the aircon, as with numerous other appliances in this house, was pretty conky, so i was left perspiring for quite a while before it really started to feel cold.
and then, i couldn't sleep. i just couldn't sleep. don't know about you, but i've always had this fear for..uh, not being able to sleep. i'll start to panic and keep looking at the clock and thinking about the few hours i have left to attempt to sleep and how tired i'd be the next day and how then it'd be another wasted day and yada and the more i think, the more i just can't sleep. (always had the problem as a kid but haven't been like that for so long. i mean c'mon, we have so much to do we're so tired, everyday it's like your head on the pillow and into your deep slumber you go) so yesterday was really miserable. i think i promised myself not to bother anyone with my insomaniac problems (cos mom nursed a terrible headache for a long period of time when i was like that back in primary school or sth), but i still did it yesterday night. and person actually was awakened and answered my call which made me feel worse. anyways. finally fell back to sleep at about 5.
then, you'd call me crazy, but i decided to run in the morning cos i haven't in a few days. and it wasn't raining. so i did. but when i started i could already see the dark clouds looming ahead. then somehow, i don't know how, maybe i was really sleeprunning and not really running, i fell after crossing the traffic lights and one stretch of the park connector. when i pulled myself up, it hurt a little, thought it was just a few scratches. actually it was, but few seconds later the blood started oozing. and then the slight drizzle became heavy rain. just perfect. so i sought shelter nearby. and while the raindrops fell, the blood kept dripping as well. in a while there was sufficient blood for me to look like an unprofessional murderer. i really didn't know what to do. no tissue-let blood continue to drip. no umbrella-had to wait for rain to stop to walk home. i stoned under the shelter for about half an hr (within which many people walked past and saw how pathetic i looked and..nothing happened. singaporeans are really..singaporeans.) before i decided the rain isn't gonna stop anytime soon. and i thought mom's probably awake by now so i called her and told her about my little accident. then she had to come in the rain to fetch (as in by foot, my mom can't drive) me. I FELT SO BAD (2nd wave of guilt for the day). and while i waited, i played with the rain abit. to try and wash off the blood. by then the bottom part of my tshirt (wah i was wearing RAFFLES PE TEE how paiseh it was) and my fbts was red. more people walked past. ignore ignore bleeding kelly invisible. then finally this bangladeshi offered to lend me umbrella. i felt touched. but mom's on her way so i said it's okay and asked for tissue instead. he said don't have but wanted to give me his hankerchief. how nice. which really heightened my disappointment for my dearest countrymen.
and so my day started like that. won't you agree with me on how eventful it was. in the late morning, went to visit the elderly at moral welfare home. did some craftwork. and stayed at harbourfront centre to study. where my sore throat and zzz-ness was irking me. oh yes yesterday yl and i attended a youth forum by mr khoo swee chiow. you know the everest-cum-scuba-diving-cum-cycle-from-singapore-to-beijing guy. was quite inspiring. odac let's do that someday. haha.
what a long post. felt like i wrote the next chapter of a series of unfortunate events.
posted by kelly at
9:55 PM
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