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I'm a practical dreamer.
(this is not as contradictory as it seems)


I like the crisp smell of freshly printed paper (and the corresponding sound of pen scratching ink on paper),cold temperatures when the sun is out, long and invigorating discourse, shopping at quaint, old-world boutiques, playing with poker cards at any kind of game (excluding Solitaire,while I honestly prefer all the variants of Bridge), and walking, just sauntering aimlessly (but contentedly); indulging in the sights and sounds around me, encasing them in the multi-faceted tapestry of sheer sensation-

Audentes Fortuna Iuvat.
-Virgil, The Aeneid

therefore I am vulnerable no more
Friday, January 27, 2012

I'm very punny, really- I don't know why I love punning.

You can't really blame me, there's not much for a semi-cripple to do at home when I'm unable to manoeuvre my way around stairs/slopes (even with crutches, the pain is #$%^&* when I jerk), and hence- by this same logic, get my arse to school, since FASS is full of stairs, slopes, and uneven roads. 'Tis a bloody maze

Thank God for some webcasted material, or I'm well and truly screwed

On a cheerier sidenote: I finally know how X-raying is done- it's sweet (and so efficient!)

It's nothing like what it looks on House, phew phew phew

and, I have a bone in my knee that only 10% of the population has. ?!

That's so cool!

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I'm still mildly angsty that I can't walk and jump as per normal

Or even hobble decently, for that matter

/edit on Sunday

I went to an acupuncturist today, because my knee was simply, not getting better-

and I have only one statement:

(A note to the reader- I have a fear of needles combined with pain)

I now truly know what fear looks like

It looks like my acupuncturist slowly inserting needles into my knee- and prodding them gently, asking in Chinese- "Do you feel anything?"

(I was so utterly terrified that I was praying wordlessly half the time/trying my best not to scream)

And when he put on those rubber- latex white gloves and started massaging/pulling my knee (somewhat violently) - I felt like a trapped rabbit.

Now, there's this herb-like thing that's supposed to be a painkiller smeared on my knee- with one of those bandages wrapped around my knee.

I don't think I've conquered my fear yet- but I definitely screamed at it

I really don't want to go through all that again anytime soon

Definitely one of my I wish I wasn't human but a Jellyfish moments







11:25 PM

History.is.bunk

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Outgoing

I'm far too lazy, alas!



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