Needing A Specialist
Music tuned on : Jagged Little Pill.
On Wed night, I skipped my usual bendy bender and went home. I was feeling like crap anyway. I thought some sleep would do me good.
At 9 pm, after an hour, I was still digging my left eye for my missing contact.
At 9.15 pm, I successfully removed my contact and made my left eye red and swollen. And very very wrinkly.
I panicked. My mom panicked. I was sent to the nearest GP.
He gave me eye drops and recommendation letter to a THONEH.
But I went home early for a reason that Wed night. I was going to spend it with Gil. And I did. I spent one hour with Gil with one eye open. I finally looked like my Skype ID.
Isn't it Ironic?
On Thursday morning, we parked at Laine & Eric's place as visitors and walked across to the hospital, very much to the dismay of the security personnels there. Ha ha. Yes, call their unit. They know we're parking there. In fact, it was recommended by Laine, who no longer works at the Embassy. And Laine invited us for coffee even.
Ha ha
But we didn't stop at Laine & Eric's for coffee.
We went straight to get my eye checked out.
Little did I expect it to take an entire morning. But it was pretty okay. Dr. said my vanity is intact. I mean my eye is intact. No damages done. I can go on being vain.
Oh my favourite sin!
I left the specialist's with a grin and look forward to the next few days spending it with one of my many pairs of glasses.
What followed on Thurday evening left much to be desired for. Again my parents was wishing it didn't happen under their roof. And again I was wondering why and how come I am such a weak person.
The only person of quality in my life is someone who is not hurting me and is looking out for me. I know and I appreciate that. It is the only kindness I have in my life.
And I wish I believe myself to be worthy of such an emotion. Maybe I need to try on the new mantra. Maybe I need to work out better for me. Maybe I should stop shortchanging myself on this.
Coz no matter what happens, I let it happen to me first. I treated myself this way. If I did not, no one would have gotten away with the way they treat me.
Okay. Enough.
It's time to build character.
The next time he tries, he won't even get the pleasure of seeing me cry. Again.
If only it would have been as easy as dealing with the damage with my eye, needing a specialist.
Sigh.
On Wed night, I skipped my usual bendy bender and went home. I was feeling like crap anyway. I thought some sleep would do me good.
At 9 pm, after an hour, I was still digging my left eye for my missing contact.
At 9.15 pm, I successfully removed my contact and made my left eye red and swollen. And very very wrinkly.
I panicked. My mom panicked. I was sent to the nearest GP.
He gave me eye drops and recommendation letter to a THONEH.
But I went home early for a reason that Wed night. I was going to spend it with Gil. And I did. I spent one hour with Gil with one eye open. I finally looked like my Skype ID.
Isn't it Ironic?
On Thursday morning, we parked at Laine & Eric's place as visitors and walked across to the hospital, very much to the dismay of the security personnels there. Ha ha. Yes, call their unit. They know we're parking there. In fact, it was recommended by Laine, who no longer works at the Embassy. And Laine invited us for coffee even.
Ha ha
But we didn't stop at Laine & Eric's for coffee.
We went straight to get my eye checked out.
Little did I expect it to take an entire morning. But it was pretty okay. Dr. said my vanity is intact. I mean my eye is intact. No damages done. I can go on being vain.
Oh my favourite sin!
I left the specialist's with a grin and look forward to the next few days spending it with one of my many pairs of glasses.
What followed on Thurday evening left much to be desired for. Again my parents was wishing it didn't happen under their roof. And again I was wondering why and how come I am such a weak person.
The only person of quality in my life is someone who is not hurting me and is looking out for me. I know and I appreciate that. It is the only kindness I have in my life.
And I wish I believe myself to be worthy of such an emotion. Maybe I need to try on the new mantra. Maybe I need to work out better for me. Maybe I should stop shortchanging myself on this.
Coz no matter what happens, I let it happen to me first. I treated myself this way. If I did not, no one would have gotten away with the way they treat me.
Okay. Enough.
It's time to build character.
The next time he tries, he won't even get the pleasure of seeing me cry. Again.
If only it would have been as easy as dealing with the damage with my eye, needing a specialist.
Sigh.
posted by Shine at 6/15/2007 05:51:00 PM
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