Tuesday, March 21, 2006

"I'm so sad."

If you don't know how to jaywalk,
Please don't do it.
I don't care if you get yourself killed,
But please don't drag someone along with you.

I just don't know why I'm so damn suay.

I already have nothing going on in this life for me,
So why do bad things
Just have to come one after another?

I just took off the bandages,
And had a shower.
Now, that was a real pain in the arse.
Likewise, for going up the stairs.

And right now,
I'm wondering if they gave me the wrong cream to apply.
Cos the abrasions all feel like they're on fire.

I haven't gotten the chance to see my bike yet,
So I'm not sure what the damages are like.
Isn't it wonderful that it has to happen,
Right after I've just spent lots of money to do up my bike?

Let's not mention the other damages.
There are now 3 holes in my G-star jeans.
(Actually they do look rather cool)
My bracelet and ring are all badly scratched.
My Red wing boots are the worst hit.
They have slices of leather literally shaved off them.

To sum it up briefly,
3 bitches were jaywalking,
And they just stopped in the middle of the road,
So I naturally assumed it was safe to continue.
Just as I was metres away,
They suddenly started running.

They literally ran into me.

I did my best to avoid them,
But my handlebar hit one of them,
And I was thrown off my bike,
With the latter ending up on my left leg.

I think I was crying out in pain.

Do you know what's the worst feeling in the world?
(For me at least)
That split second when you're being thrown off the bike.
There's no "My life is flashing before my eyes" crap,
But you just wonder if you're gonna die.

That bitch was okay,
Cos the handlebar merely scrapped her side.

And they have the cheek to tell everyone,
That I beat the red light,
And they were running for their lives.

Great.

I just don't feel like riding anymore.
Just feel so sian,
So tired,
So depressed,
And so in pain.

And as if being in a dumb accident wasn't bad enough,
I had to deal with the,
"Looks like male, but IC says female" crap in the hospital.

They were all giving me weird looks.
Turning back over and over again to give me weird looks.
Now I know,
Why so many transgendered folks commit suicide.
I totally understand.

I don't know what's going to happen to me.

I don't want to care anymore.
Heng I was given 4 days MC,
So I can not care for these 4 days.

I just wish I have someone,
Whom I can run to for some comfort.
Someone who will open her arms to me.

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