Saturday, April 12, 2014

WORST YEAR (as of yet)

Let me just start with 2014 has got to be one of the worse the worst year ever in my soon to be 18 years of living.

Here are just a few reasons why it has been horrible:

  1. I broke my ankle.
  2. I had 3 screws implanted into my ankle (yes you read that right).
  3. The LCD screen of my macbook was broken.
  4. The repair amounted to SGD300.
  5. My bank account is at its all time low.

Is it meant to be? Fate? Karma? Coincidence? You tell me.

To the Universe, you suck! Early in the year (January 8 or something, why should I remember an ill-fated date anyway, I went for the Zombie Run held here. And walaaaaa I broke my ankle into 3 pieces. One of the bones were so badly broken that the surgeon had to pick out the tiny pieces. IT WAS THAT BAD. And I'm not exaggerating. But okay I thought I'm still pretty young so I would probably recover fast right? NO. The expected full recovery period is somewhere between 4-18 months. Well it's been 4 months and thankfully I can walk but strictly no strenuous walking, no jumping and no running. Recently I had the screws removed so my bones are even more susceptible to breaking/getting injured again.

But it seems like some people just don't understand the extent of my injury. I mean I am thankful that these people have been incredibly patient with my absence but continuously asking me "When can you come" isn't gonna speed up my recovery any faster.

With that said, I am thankful I have such charing parents that worry about me day in and out. But often times I have to choose between my friends and family. TELL ME. Oh nature give me sign or something - Which side should I pick? HELP.

I'm just so sick of making decisions and feeling so helpless. Every day I wake up with loads of stress and worries. Am I making the right decision? Am I losing people? I hate it. It's so hard to fall asleep without worrying nowadays. Don't we all wish we could magically turn back time to those days where our parents make all the decisions for us? I wish I do.

Till the next rant, Dimisitque.

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