couldnt go to school today. jaws hurt in the morning. ugh. i really need some rest huh.
i woke up hungry and everything. nothing i could do but eat porridge. just then my mum was going out to buy something, and i asked her to buy a filet-o-fish for me. just for the sake of trying to eat.
while she was away i was cleaning my boots. gah. it was the most frustrating thing i have done. i literaly whacked the boots upside down and yet all the crap from the island couldnt go off. so i ended up using the hose.
yeah baby. i owned the boots.
then my ma came home with a DOUBLE filet-o-fish.
X2
cool enough. i cut it into pieces with a knife.
"Rahh!! Eat that you little..." slash. chop. shred.
shred. chop. slash. *pours chilli sauce*
look ma, knife!
didnt feel too bad venting my anger and everything onto a poor filet-o-fish. thank goodness the fish was already dead before it came to me.
i believe i am the first human to use a spoon to eat a burger and discovery channel should make a documentary about me and my amazing how-to-eat-a-burger-with-a-spoon technique.
my show.
wanna watch?
and if you know anyone who's done it before, tell me.
i'm gonna eat him/her up with a spoon coz he/she has just ruined my contract with discovery channel.
neways i finished the slashed, chopped and shredded burger. couldnt bite so i swallowed the whole thing. shred by shred. not bad. could use more cheese though.
so after that i went to the hospital again for a follow-up. not bad. doc said i'm doing fine. the nurse was from rjc! woot. so smart. really have to thank the people at mount A dental. they really rock! they were all friendly and caring and stuff. a gazillion thanks to them!
before going to the hospital i was still clinging on to that string of hope. just clinging on. maybe a miracle could happen. maybe i could play again next week.
after hospital, all hope was taken away.
but i managed to find another string. much thinner, but it'll do.
i've got a week to recover.
people tell me that miracles do happen. and i believe them. i believe i can recover on time.
i believe i can fly.
Monday, April 24, 2006
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