grouses of the week. by The Grouch

Psychomed exams are over!!!! *do a little dance* yippee yay yay!!! Haha finally. One full day of slacking. Ahhhh bliss. If only my foot is better I can begin to enjoy myself. BAH.

Anyway, having sprained my dominant ankle (right) for the first time in my entire life, I am beginning to realize just how hard life can be.

Firstly, since I have to attend school in changi hospital (which is oooooooooo ONLY a few zillion km away… *rolls eyes*), I ngeh ngeh also want to drive there. Its really a hair-raising experience!!!! And I mean it. ever tried controlling the accelerator and brake pedals with ur thigh muscles?! Its like, next to impossible. I almost gave myself a heart attack the first day I did it. I never did realize how important my ankle joint is to me! How sad. and going on the expressway was just plain torture. U cant let go of the accelerator so u just have to keep ur leg at this extremely weird angle so tt ur thigh muscles can be utilized. I can almost see a extra bump where muscles have sprouted overnight.

In school it can get worse. For one thg, if u thought tt havin this gigantic black super prominent formidable-looking ankle guard is going to send others the “keep one metees away. And stay this way.” msg, u are way wrong. For one, klutzy friends like wes the pest have no eyes. Haha. Guard or no guard, injury or not, he tend to step on anyone’s foot at least twice a day. And even the normally alert ones somehow lose their perfect eyesight and step on u too!!! Little wonder my foot feels as traumatized as before. Hai.

At home, I roll abt on a roller chair. And everythg seems so much taller to me suddenly. Can u imagine being wheelchair-bound and trying to reach for too-high tables and switches? I felt so small suddenly. And helpless actually. The disabled must really be awfully brave and determined to live as they do. Really admire them for the way they adjust to their lives. Reminds me of zahid (cofm patient) actually.

Out in public, cant help feeling disgusted with the locals again. I mean yar lah I am a Singaporean but I just wish smtimes that these ppl are more feeling. I mean, its sooooooooooooo obvious that I hurt my foot and I cant walk properly nor stand stably YET not one person offered me a seat on the bus. The guilty ones politely averted their gazes and pretended that the window ledge is suddenly very fascinating, while the rude ones blatantly put their single plastic bags on the empty seats and stare right back at you. I mean…!!! I wonder if it’s the same everywhere else in the world. Just cant help feeling theres no love for fellow human beings smtimes. And don’t u just feel as if ppl are actually embarrassed abt giving up seats!?! Such a simple thg to do! And it seems like ppl don’t wish to be associated with the “stigma” of being nice. Smone explain that to me.

And for the first time in my life, I really did lose my temper on the road. Maybe cos I wasn’t in a terrific mood in the first place, what with the throbbing pain in my ankle, and trying to control my car with a stiff ankle. This cabbie tried to overtake me even though I had signaled and was already two-thirds into the lane. He tried to squeeeeze past me and the gall of him!!! Even horned at me!!! I glared at him. Pure, venomous, how-dare-u-horn-at-me-u-slimeball kind of glare. Can practically see him quelling under the daggers of my glare. Hah! Obe good. Rude drivers.