I’m in pain.
I fell.
Not once, but TWICE – all in a half-hour time frame.
First stunt
I was walking down the stairs from CCK LRT to CCK MRT. Mind wandered to something else… and the next thing I knew, I tripped, fell and slid down a few steps.
In a kneeling position.
And so, the front of my legs brushed against the edge of the steps. I managed to grab onto the railings for my dear life but only managed to slow down the tumbling-down speed.
Fortunately, a guy walking beside me managed to grab me by my arm, and hence, saved me before I reached the end of the stairs.
***
When I was on the train, for some reasons, I remembered thinking to myself why I was so clumsy and if I would fall a second time… But I immediately brushed the thought off…
***
Second stunt approximately 20 minutes later
The new crime scene was at the block of flats next to mine.
Before I knew it (again), I tripped over some entangled wire gauze and fell.
FLAT on my face. Yes, FLAT – face down; chest squashed.
I think I lay motionless face down on the cold hard concrete floor for a couple of seconds.
Too stunned to move. Too traumatized to even groan.
An auntie was nearby and just turned to look at me. But instead of coming over to help me up, she, too, stood motionless at her spot and just utter an “Aiyoh”.
***
Limped home… Opened the door to pitch-black darkness. Daddy and Mummy were away at Genting Highlands. Brother’s in Taiwan.
For some hormonal reasons perhaps, I suddenly felt so depressed.
And started crying non-stop…
Not because of the pain, but because I suddenly felt that I’m such a pathetic soul.
I hate returning to an empty house.
Worse, with my new fresh injuries, I suddenly felt so weak and needed someone to “sa-yang” me, fuss over or even nag at me for being so clumsy and careless… Anything... I needed someone to talk to, YET, ironically, I was too lazy to pick up the phone…
Instead, I logged onto MSN and told my few close frens and two colleagues who were online. They were very sweet by showing concern while trying to make me laugh – which I did because I’m very easily amused….
Was even more touched when one of them immediately called me. Even though he was so far away – in Switzerland… But I couldn’t utter much as I was choking from my own sobbing… But there he was at the other end of the line, having almost a one-way conversation trying to cheer me up.
***
Told my boss and a few other close colleagues about what happened when they asked about my swollen eyes the next day.
The more I shared with them, the more embarrassed I was regarding the crying saga… But after all the laughing and stuff, someone commented it’s weird that I had such a huge reaction the night before since I am quite an independent girl...
Or so I seem…
Well, I guess...whoever said that independent girls can't and won’t have their weak moments too?
Saturday, April 19, 2008
Sunday, April 13, 2008
女人心语录 II
你从不知每当要看见你的那一刻，都好想在你出现时仆向你，然后紧紧地抱住你； 再告诉你我是多么，多么地中意你。。。可是，每当你出现向我走过来时，我却因为所谓女人的矜持，而只是装无所谓地跟你打了个普通的招呼，然后和你说天说地，却就是说不出我其实真的好喜欢，好喜欢你。。。
你曾说过谢谢我陪你去吃饭，听你发牢骚，还忍受你的冷笑话；可你怎知那是因为我好想, 好想你？
我们何时变得那么陌生，对彼此如此地客气？爱很脆弱，你说是吗？也许我们早已不知不觉推翻了一切， 因为我们都忘了去在乎彼此的感觉。
这年头，爱情也许不能再相信，也从来没有所谓的白马王子或白雪公主； 也没有人还有那种心情，去真的跟你刻骨铭心，天荒地老，天长地久。。。
从没怀疑过你给我的爱。。。但只要你的最爱还是她，我永远只是一个代替品，不是吗?
你曾说过谢谢我陪你去吃饭，听你发牢骚，还忍受你的冷笑话；可你怎知那是因为我好想, 好想你？
我们何时变得那么陌生，对彼此如此地客气？爱很脆弱，你说是吗？也许我们早已不知不觉推翻了一切， 因为我们都忘了去在乎彼此的感觉。
这年头，爱情也许不能再相信，也从来没有所谓的白马王子或白雪公主； 也没有人还有那种心情，去真的跟你刻骨铭心，天荒地老，天长地久。。。
从没怀疑过你给我的爱。。。但只要你的最爱还是她，我永远只是一个代替品，不是吗?
Sunday, April 06, 2008
The things man and woman do for love…
I always wonder why is it that people tell me “Absence makes the heart grow fonder”, YET AT THE SAME TIME say “Out of sight, out of mind”.
I also always wonder why and how people can enter into a relationship with the mentality that it will still ultimately fail.
Don't you enter into a relationship hoping to make it work, regardless of whatever ups and downs you two are going to face in the future? Doesn't "going through thick and thin" make the relationship even closer?
Granted, things might go haywire along the way and you two might want to just give up and call it quits to save each other further misery.
But, this is different if you enter into a relationship with the mentality that it will still fail - because with that mentality, you will just give up at the slightest hiccup, since subconsciously, you have already decided that the relationship won't work out anyway, so why not just enjoy it while it lasts.
Hmmm.. Not sure if I am making my point... Anyway, the topic of love and relationships has been popping up among the people around me recently…
Man
It’s heartwarming to see how a man gets all excited and tries to strategise his every move just so he can lay his paws on his prey. (I think I make them sound like a beast… hahah) The tug of war playing in his mind – whether to woo the woman aggressively, how not to scare her away, yet making sure somehow, she receives the (secret, telepathic) signals he has been sending her. How to get her to say yes to go out for lunch or dinner with him…
I can’t really remember how I actually got myself embroiled into this situation, in which I have to act as my friend’s “spy”. It’s weird since I remembered telling my friend that I’m not close to his target prey at all, and me being a love cynic, may just make a mess out of everything and crush his ego, hopes and what have you…
Like what one of my other friends say, it has been a long time since we see someone being so enthusiastic about the pursuit game. So we decided to give him our blessings and hope that his prey has received his secret telepathic signals and responds positively!
Woman
It’s funny to see how a woman per se prepares for her date with the man she likes. She has to prepare minimally one week before the date for manicure, pedicure, and a nice hair cut/hair perm/hair rebonding.
Not forgetting choosing the perfect outfit to wear that day, sashaying and dancing in front of the mirror to make sure that stupid protruding little tummy hides itself well underneath that outfit. “Do I look fat?”, “Does this look flattering?”, “What accessories would complement the outfit?” are just some of the questions running through her mind…
This was what one of my gal frens went through to prepare for her BIG date. I’m sure all of us have gone through that stage before, or even now. I am also so guilty of this. But what's wrong with wanting to look your best in front of your date and have his eyes on you throughout the date?
And so, I concluded this applies to all females regardless of age. Who says the jittery anticipation of your date collecting you only applies to the younger gals?
I also always wonder why and how people can enter into a relationship with the mentality that it will still ultimately fail.
Don't you enter into a relationship hoping to make it work, regardless of whatever ups and downs you two are going to face in the future? Doesn't "going through thick and thin" make the relationship even closer?
Granted, things might go haywire along the way and you two might want to just give up and call it quits to save each other further misery.
But, this is different if you enter into a relationship with the mentality that it will still fail - because with that mentality, you will just give up at the slightest hiccup, since subconsciously, you have already decided that the relationship won't work out anyway, so why not just enjoy it while it lasts.
Hmmm.. Not sure if I am making my point... Anyway, the topic of love and relationships has been popping up among the people around me recently…
Man
It’s heartwarming to see how a man gets all excited and tries to strategise his every move just so he can lay his paws on his prey. (I think I make them sound like a beast… hahah) The tug of war playing in his mind – whether to woo the woman aggressively, how not to scare her away, yet making sure somehow, she receives the (secret, telepathic) signals he has been sending her. How to get her to say yes to go out for lunch or dinner with him…
I can’t really remember how I actually got myself embroiled into this situation, in which I have to act as my friend’s “spy”. It’s weird since I remembered telling my friend that I’m not close to his target prey at all, and me being a love cynic, may just make a mess out of everything and crush his ego, hopes and what have you…
Like what one of my other friends say, it has been a long time since we see someone being so enthusiastic about the pursuit game. So we decided to give him our blessings and hope that his prey has received his secret telepathic signals and responds positively!
Woman
It’s funny to see how a woman per se prepares for her date with the man she likes. She has to prepare minimally one week before the date for manicure, pedicure, and a nice hair cut/hair perm/hair rebonding.
Not forgetting choosing the perfect outfit to wear that day, sashaying and dancing in front of the mirror to make sure that stupid protruding little tummy hides itself well underneath that outfit. “Do I look fat?”, “Does this look flattering?”, “What accessories would complement the outfit?” are just some of the questions running through her mind…
This was what one of my gal frens went through to prepare for her BIG date. I’m sure all of us have gone through that stage before, or even now. I am also so guilty of this. But what's wrong with wanting to look your best in front of your date and have his eyes on you throughout the date?
And so, I concluded this applies to all females regardless of age. Who says the jittery anticipation of your date collecting you only applies to the younger gals?