Once upon a time, there was a small country in the far south east, when there are people living prosperously together. Though there are crisis everywhere, they were able to survive through it thanks to the unity of the people.
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However, the country slowly deteriorate without people noticing on it. A unknown plague and cursestarted to haunt the countries of people, causing misfortune to the countries of people. They had started to experience about economy crisis and increasing crime rate. As the matter of fact, a girl from foreign country has been brutally killed few months ago. It had almost cause a crisis in the country. People started to get missing and still nowhere to be found. All of sudden, the country was in a untold havoc, when people started to get increasing aware and panic of the plague.
People of the country started to plead the king of the county to find the cure of the curse and find a solution of the plague that huant the country. Lots of way have been tried to solve the plague: withcraft, praying, and even magics have been tried. However, the plague seems to be unable to be distinguished permanently.
The king itself, on the other hand, faces a few noticable crisis himself. Firstly, His father enemy, that had been reported to be dead started to appear again. His father enemy was originally an assistant of his father but because of an assasination failure, he was killed. However, he was revived through ancient witchcraft. And now he wanted to avenge his death and take the throne of the king.
He was even haunted by the spirits of his own father, the previous king. His father reprimanded him of his failure as a king, and even claimed that he deserves not to be the king because of its own uselessness to solve the plague.
And the plague still remained unsolved. Then the great prophet appeared to notice something unusual throughout the observations of stars. He claimed that.......
On one day, the country will have an immense change, a change of unfathomable effect.
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A tsunami happened on a small island of west. However, nobody seems to be injured from the tsunami. However, the weird part of the tsunami is...some individuals were seen to be surfing on the tsunami, and their faces have not been seen before. The individuals claimed.
We will bring a change to the country and ended the curse that plagued this country.
Some people started to believe on those individuals' power, and eventually invasion began to happen. Their influence were so powerful and eventually, some leaders of districts of the country began to follow them and let them to sieze control. Invasion is going to happen soon, however....
The king made a truce, pleading those individuals to stop the invasion, in exchange of the individuals will be admitted with high position of the countries. They were also given some land as their reward. The individuals eventually agreed.
The war seemed to finish, yet the real war begins.
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The individuals were admitted into the council, when daily stuffs of the country is discussed there. However, some of the king's relative is not satisfied with the individuals, and fights often commence between them. As the result, the daily cases were left unattended. Peoples of the countries that watched the council mourn sadly, as they started to realize that their sacred council were changed to a ordinary daily market.
Some of the king's man were dissatisfied with the king leadership, and vice versa some of the individuals' follower were unhappy with the coming of the individuals. As a result, small fight between two supporters often happen inside country. Some people even started to sneer that the fights are like the entertainment news and novel- unpredictable.
The plague is left unsolved and people is suffering. It was even made worse because of the fights within the countries. One king relative, realizing that the country was destined to doom soon, commited suicide.
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The country was in a deep havoc as the plague and curse threatened to kill the lives of people. All hopes seems to get lost, until....
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"JK, go already. Don't read at that story book. Go work already" My sister roared,
Haiz, it seems that i was unable to read the rest of the story. And later i was unable to find the book later.
I had a hunch though, that I will know the ending on the later years of my life.
I know I will.
Sunday, June 29, 2008
Thursday, June 26, 2008
Reviews on summer sem-
Summer semester is over......before I can enjoy it......=.=
However, I still need to write something to commemorate this "FUN" and "ENJOYABLE" semester. However I just can't squeeze anything interesting to write...Ahhhh.....Juz dump everything la....
(and the information contained below might be incorrect, because memories decay with time, isn't it?---decay theory in psychology)
CHOH JIN KHANG
SID: 2007897744
ASSIGNMENT 1: Observation of the individual called JK
Results of observation
First week of summer
-Admitted to chemistry lab and study of AGAMA in summer semester....WHAT!!! AGAMA???
and luckily Mr. Liew settled it before I ended up to be the only two Chinese among the muslims..
(btw...Mr.Liew resigned from INTEC because of wanting to focus on his thesis, (though he never teach me, )so wish him luck in his thesis...)
- Finally reached to psychology class when my eager passion of learning psychology just die down 30minutes after lecture.
- Stucking in own room studying calculus (????!!???) because laptop was sent to repair. Cannot focus though because someone beside me is enjoying DoTA fervently......(while I cannot play at all =.=)
Second week of summer
-Attending to psychology class to continue my unfinished nap yesterday...
-Started to play futsal and frisbee ( and enjoying it ^.^)
- And spend the rest of the day sleeping in own room.......(well, maybe some time spent on reading novels)
Third week of summer
-The first psychology test arrives and test preparation are
#Playing dota using Azizi's laptop
#Sleep at two p.m. (because of reading novels, not psycho books)
#Took a tinny bitty glance on the psychology note before sleep...
(Luckily didn't screw up the test though)
- And finally I reached the day when the rest of my summer semester changed...(changed for the worse obviously) when I stupidly stepped on a futsal ball and fall down. A large bump was detected on my hand. )
- The large bump was still there but due to undying frisbee spirit, I still played frisbee......
Fourth week of summer
-Finally I reached 18. Didn't watch porn and smoke though......
-Given two special gift for birthday ( a repaired laptop (^.^) and a plaster of Paris (+.+)
(And when I thought I can enjoy the summer DoTA, my right hand just don't comply with it)
Fifth week of summer (Around June)
- Another course arrived which is called chemistry lab and was taught by a familiar yet unfamiliar lecturer ( Metamorphosis mode Miss Siti Nubaillah - which is 100x more harsher and more strict than the Miss Nubaillah we used to know...)
- And for the first time "enjoying" using left hand to answer written quiz and left hand to type report......
- Acquired permission from Psycho lecturer to use laptop in class because of an excuse of taking notes. (But somehow ended up learning C++ instead of note taking)
(A quote from Miss Nubaillah to the JK that refuse to wear goggle= Choh Jin Khang, you have lost one hand (LOST!!!), you wish to injure your either right eye ah!!!)
- And spending the rest of my dull and ITCHY day sleeping in room
Sixth week
- Despite the stupid plaster, still playing futsal with Danish and others (UNDYING FUTSAL SPIRIT)
- The second test arrives. Had to use laptop to take psychology notes. But somehow studying with laptop failed because always ended up with Dev C++ or Warcraft TFT
( and luckily didn't screw up the test)
- And spend the rest of the duller and itchier day sleeping again...
(Quote from Danish: You want me to broke your another arm, isn't it)
Seventh week
- Nothing really noticable though, except that I started to play DoTA(???) with my left hand (because the DoTA bug keep biting me)
- Attended a Dharma talk (the cause of ones downfall) Really nice and enlightening. The dharma speaker looks boring but the speech is nice.
- Another operation of forcing the doctor to remove the plaster failed......
Last week of summer
- Finally get rid of the stupid plaster (and because of losing the stupid plaster my right hand now functions stupidly.
-Ended up in a barrage of DoTA spree (despite having a test in the next two days)
- Do the chem. lab pratical with Mei Yueh and Qamari. Though Miss Mei Yueh was exceptionally panic before the pratical, and I somehow did a lot of blunder, we managed to get 39 out of 40
(Miss Mei Yueh Quote: I actually don't want to wear Baju Kurung today, but since today will be my last day of wearing it, I might as well wear it)
(Reply from the stupid JK: Lol, it will be your last day of being feminine) (and luckily didn't get a spank from Mei Yueh =P)
-And something to say for Miss Mei Yueh.
(TO the so called bimbo Mei Yueh. You're going to Stanford lo,hope u best of luck in ur academic and others. But it should be OK for you, after all you're a DEVILISHLY CLEVER FLYING TO STANDFORD BIMBO)
-Spent one day to prepare for test ( and only get two mistakes though , very lucky...)
-Writing the blog right now...
CONCLUSION AND OBSERVATION
- Been wasting lots of time on gaming and sleeping......
- Sleeping schedule: 2-3p.m. sleep and wake up at 9-11 p.m.
- Use less money because always skipping breakfast (and sometimes skip lunch because of sleepy)
- Calculus and C++ study failed
In conclusion, the individual Jk (the truly lazy pig) has been slacking off in summer. It is concluded that he will suffer next semester under cal2 and C++
Report done by
tachimura kiyuri
P.S. Regarding the D.O.C t shirt design , I will handle it ASAP, but since my drawing skill sucks ,don't expect much from it.
However, I still need to write something to commemorate this "FUN" and "ENJOYABLE" semester. However I just can't squeeze anything interesting to write...Ahhhh.....Juz dump everything la....
(and the information contained below might be incorrect, because memories decay with time, isn't it?---decay theory in psychology)
CHOH JIN KHANG
SID: 2007897744
ASSIGNMENT 1: Observation of the individual called JK
Results of observation
First week of summer
-Admitted to chemistry lab and study of AGAMA in summer semester....WHAT!!! AGAMA???
and luckily Mr. Liew settled it before I ended up to be the only two Chinese among the muslims..
(btw...Mr.Liew resigned from INTEC because of wanting to focus on his thesis, (though he never teach me, )so wish him luck in his thesis...)
- Finally reached to psychology class when my eager passion of learning psychology just die down 30minutes after lecture.
- Stucking in own room studying calculus (????!!???) because laptop was sent to repair. Cannot focus though because someone beside me is enjoying DoTA fervently......(while I cannot play at all =.=)
Second week of summer
-Attending to psychology class to continue my unfinished nap yesterday...
-Started to play futsal and frisbee ( and enjoying it ^.^)
- And spend the rest of the day sleeping in own room.......(well, maybe some time spent on reading novels)
Third week of summer
-The first psychology test arrives and test preparation are
#Playing dota using Azizi's laptop
#Sleep at two p.m. (because of reading novels, not psycho books)
#Took a tinny bitty glance on the psychology note before sleep...
(Luckily didn't screw up the test though)
- And finally I reached the day when the rest of my summer semester changed...(changed for the worse obviously) when I stupidly stepped on a futsal ball and fall down. A large bump was detected on my hand. )
- The large bump was still there but due to undying frisbee spirit, I still played frisbee......
Fourth week of summer
-Finally I reached 18. Didn't watch porn and smoke though......
-Given two special gift for birthday ( a repaired laptop (^.^) and a plaster of Paris (+.+)
(And when I thought I can enjoy the summer DoTA, my right hand just don't comply with it)
Fifth week of summer (Around June)
- Another course arrived which is called chemistry lab and was taught by a familiar yet unfamiliar lecturer ( Metamorphosis mode Miss Siti Nubaillah - which is 100x more harsher and more strict than the Miss Nubaillah we used to know...)
- And for the first time "enjoying" using left hand to answer written quiz and left hand to type report......
- Acquired permission from Psycho lecturer to use laptop in class because of an excuse of taking notes. (But somehow ended up learning C++ instead of note taking)
(A quote from Miss Nubaillah to the JK that refuse to wear goggle= Choh Jin Khang, you have lost one hand (LOST!!!), you wish to injure your either right eye ah!!!)
- And spending the rest of my dull and ITCHY day sleeping in room
Sixth week
- Despite the stupid plaster, still playing futsal with Danish and others (UNDYING FUTSAL SPIRIT)
- The second test arrives. Had to use laptop to take psychology notes. But somehow studying with laptop failed because always ended up with Dev C++ or Warcraft TFT
( and luckily didn't screw up the test)
- And spend the rest of the duller and itchier day sleeping again...
(Quote from Danish: You want me to broke your another arm, isn't it)
Seventh week
- Nothing really noticable though, except that I started to play DoTA(???) with my left hand (because the DoTA bug keep biting me)
- Attended a Dharma talk (the cause of ones downfall) Really nice and enlightening. The dharma speaker looks boring but the speech is nice.
- Another operation of forcing the doctor to remove the plaster failed......
Last week of summer
- Finally get rid of the stupid plaster (and because of losing the stupid plaster my right hand now functions stupidly.
-Ended up in a barrage of DoTA spree (despite having a test in the next two days)
- Do the chem. lab pratical with Mei Yueh and Qamari. Though Miss Mei Yueh was exceptionally panic before the pratical, and I somehow did a lot of blunder, we managed to get 39 out of 40
(Miss Mei Yueh Quote: I actually don't want to wear Baju Kurung today, but since today will be my last day of wearing it, I might as well wear it)
(Reply from the stupid JK: Lol, it will be your last day of being feminine) (and luckily didn't get a spank from Mei Yueh =P)
-And something to say for Miss Mei Yueh.
(TO the so called bimbo Mei Yueh. You're going to Stanford lo,hope u best of luck in ur academic and others. But it should be OK for you, after all you're a DEVILISHLY CLEVER FLYING TO STANDFORD BIMBO)
-Spent one day to prepare for test ( and only get two mistakes though , very lucky...)
-Writing the blog right now...
CONCLUSION AND OBSERVATION
- Been wasting lots of time on gaming and sleeping......
- Sleeping schedule: 2-3p.m. sleep and wake up at 9-11 p.m.
- Use less money because always skipping breakfast (and sometimes skip lunch because of sleepy)
- Calculus and C++ study failed
In conclusion, the individual Jk (the truly lazy pig) has been slacking off in summer. It is concluded that he will suffer next semester under cal2 and C++
Report done by
tachimura kiyuri
P.S. Regarding the D.O.C t shirt design , I will handle it ASAP, but since my drawing skill sucks ,don't expect much from it.
A post of regret
It is such a long time since I lay a finger on blogging.
It seems that I was just too lazy. After all, it has been 4 weeks when my hand was wrapped with the plaster of Paris.
4 weeks. It had been a long four weeks, and half of the summer semester just gets ruined because of it. But at last I was free at this Monday… But now, in exchange of the momentary freedom, I might end up to sth worse and paying the worse price. It is either……
-Another plaster of Paris ( SIX WEEKS ) in the spring semester, when C++ and calculus is going to stretch my neck or…..WORSE
-Surgery that costs over 4000…and plaster again for (FOUR WEEKS)or……WORST
-I just had to say bye bye to badminton, basketball, or even becoming a damn burden because of wretched hand FOREVER
I am not joking, anything of these could happen (and likely to happen if I happened to fall again while playing futsal… ) if I didn’t do sth…And the doctor has been warning me about the consequences if I removed the plaster… And I thought that he was joking, and now I was making a joke on myself…(Not to mention I ignore some of his medical prescription just because of too lazy…)
……
That day…I begged my mother to remove the plaster of Paris because of having a chem. Lab practical at Tuesday, and finally she agreed...
Using chem. Lab as a excuse, I finally persuaded my mother to allow me to remove the plaster. DoTA, here I come…
And when the plaster was removed, the right hand which was numb started to get alive but the first sensation I feel is PAIN…at my wrist. The big bump was still there…
At first, I thought I was seeing things, and the pain, I assured myself that it will recover after few hours, maybe after a few hours nap. However the pain was still there, and the bump, after comparing with my left hand… was really a DAMN BIG BUMP compared to my left hand.
And now I had been following the prescription strictly, and wrapped my hand with some cream, hoping that the bump will just disappear.
It didn’t…
And every time my hand felt the sensation of pain, my whole body will be shuddering. I don’t want to be wrapped with the plaster again…
I don’t want to depend on others again, being a burden to my group member, and able to stand independent without the help of others…
I don’t want to write my assignment with the stupid left hand ( which Pui yIn somehow feeling funny about that)
And lastly, I don’t wish to left behind because of the plaster again.
Someone or something else, please grants a recovery to my hand and the courage to run through this. I don’t want to run through the painful experiences again, cannot scratch when you‘re feeling itchy, cannot do simple task even though you have both hands, and the enduring the eyes of discriminating when you have a plaster with you……
Please…….my hand was wrapped long enough to atone for my foolishness…Please, don’t let me run through this again…
Please………………….
It seems that I was just too lazy. After all, it has been 4 weeks when my hand was wrapped with the plaster of Paris.
4 weeks. It had been a long four weeks, and half of the summer semester just gets ruined because of it. But at last I was free at this Monday… But now, in exchange of the momentary freedom, I might end up to sth worse and paying the worse price. It is either……
-Another plaster of Paris ( SIX WEEKS ) in the spring semester, when C++ and calculus is going to stretch my neck or…..WORSE
-Surgery that costs over 4000…and plaster again for (FOUR WEEKS)or……WORST
-I just had to say bye bye to badminton, basketball, or even becoming a damn burden because of wretched hand FOREVER
I am not joking, anything of these could happen (and likely to happen if I happened to fall again while playing futsal… ) if I didn’t do sth…And the doctor has been warning me about the consequences if I removed the plaster… And I thought that he was joking, and now I was making a joke on myself…(Not to mention I ignore some of his medical prescription just because of too lazy…)
……
That day…I begged my mother to remove the plaster of Paris because of having a chem. Lab practical at Tuesday, and finally she agreed...
Using chem. Lab as a excuse, I finally persuaded my mother to allow me to remove the plaster. DoTA, here I come…
And when the plaster was removed, the right hand which was numb started to get alive but the first sensation I feel is PAIN…at my wrist. The big bump was still there…
At first, I thought I was seeing things, and the pain, I assured myself that it will recover after few hours, maybe after a few hours nap. However the pain was still there, and the bump, after comparing with my left hand… was really a DAMN BIG BUMP compared to my left hand.
And now I had been following the prescription strictly, and wrapped my hand with some cream, hoping that the bump will just disappear.
It didn’t…
And every time my hand felt the sensation of pain, my whole body will be shuddering. I don’t want to be wrapped with the plaster again…
I don’t want to depend on others again, being a burden to my group member, and able to stand independent without the help of others…
I don’t want to write my assignment with the stupid left hand ( which Pui yIn somehow feeling funny about that)
And lastly, I don’t wish to left behind because of the plaster again.
Someone or something else, please grants a recovery to my hand and the courage to run through this. I don’t want to run through the painful experiences again, cannot scratch when you‘re feeling itchy, cannot do simple task even though you have both hands, and the enduring the eyes of discriminating when you have a plaster with you……
Please…….my hand was wrapped long enough to atone for my foolishness…Please, don’t let me run through this again…
Please………………….
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
another post of complaint
I am obviously in a very very damppppppp mode and right hand was really itchy (I didn’t mean itch for DoTA or badminton, but really itchy.)
I tried to scratch my unknown source of itch, but failed to do so. Reluctantly, I searched for the medicine that the doctor prescribed to me. Though I was very reluctant to eat this kind of medicine (It is said that medicine like painkiller can damage your nerve system by restricting the emission of neurotransmitter.), I nevertheless succumbed to my itchiness.
Gulp…Much better.
This is the 8th day since similar things like this happened. And doctor said I need to bandage my hand for six (SIXXXXXX)week --(simple calculation says that 34days to go)
For your information, my hand was cemented (To be precise it is Plaster of Paris) because I was so obsessed with the manga Fullmetal Alchemist. So I decided to upgrade my right hand into an automail, like what Edward does in the story…That was actually just an maintainence period for my new machine arm to appear
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OR… I just want to enjoy smacking people’s head with this cemented hand…
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Ok...Ok...I am lying. FYI, my hand was injured while playing futsal. And I wondered for some time when someone asked a silly question. (for me)
Mr.xxx: How can you injure your hand while playing futsal. You're using your leg to play , not your hand, right?
My first response was "hey stupid, why can't that happen? I just fall down while playing and that caused my hand to get injured"......But come to think about it...
Playing futsal cause your hand injured is actually quite a paradox...Not to mention my hand is ruined just because of a mere fall (Right now I can't believe it!!! If my hand was injured because I was pushed from third floor, i still can accept it......)
I had numerous fall before, either because of my clumsiness (like what? banging a glass door?) or because of my obsessiveness to dangerous stuff (like cycling on a downhill with both hands not gripping the handle...), nothing happened to me except a few bruises...but now, as you can see, an OKU (quoted by CJ)...
Perhaps I should stop my tantrum and continue the whole story......
Out of pain I decided to seek for a clinic, when the doctor just gave me some medicine, a cream to apply and a bandage...And thats all......I was quite sceptical with his method but after 3-4days, my pain started to ease(though the big bump of my hand still can be seen)
I was quite confident that my hand had started to recover and i joined the frisbee gang (despite still experiencing pain in my wrist while flying the frisbee) and even played badminton (however ended up howling in pain after returning a smash...)
And now I was eating my own fruit of ignorence.............*.*
My pain still haven't completely subsided 2 weeks after the incident. So I gave up to my mom's nagging and consult an orthopelogist in Ipoh. And after an X-ray, I had the most shocking revelation ever...(forget to mention, the doctor in Shah Alam never used X-ray at all)
My hand was completely 180degree twisted!!!
And I know that i cannot escape the fate of being cemented. And as the doctor applied the doctor bandaged the inevitable plaster of paris to me, I started to grief for my own life......
The first few days was completely a torture. Firstly, I had to say bye bye to my dota (and also to my dota kaki ) and also endured the painful itch. Not to mention lots of act ( as simple as eating wantan mee ) cannot be done because my right hand was disabled. I was completely in a state that can only be described as...depressed or perhaps helpless...
However, life is not really tat hard after all. I can still use my notebook to write down notes (or rather TYPING NOTES), playing yu-gi-oh instead of DoTA (it is better than dota in some way), and study C++ instead of calculus (I 'm still neglecting my psycho X.X)
Though there are still some difficulties (such as ordering cemara food, when i had to use my left hand to write) and also receiving sarcastic comment like this
mr yXXX: lets play dota 2nite, u get ur laptop back already mah. lol
However, life is not really easy like a mere itch on my hand, it all changed after I attended the chemistry lab briefing...
"You need to HANDWRITE (omg) your report and send tomorrow. And you can choose to be individual of group.
If I was in perfect state, I would gladly do all the experiment myself and submitted without bothering teaming to others. But now I had little to accomplish with my left hand only (and my ego challenged because I had to let others do their stuff while I'll be doing nothing.) Come to think about it, people will quite reluctant to join me in chem lab considering my current state now...
OMG......,.What can i do? Perhaps I had to force my way to ask the doctor to remove the plaster even though it means endless nagging and slower recovery...
I should have refrain myself for touching frisbee after the incident. I might can blame the doctor in Shah alam (for his noob treatment that left my twisted-hand uncared), but i still know that I was the main cause to blame for my current state.
Nevertheless, I still havs the faith to endure thru this things. And i shall use this piece of thing to record it so that I'll never forget this birthday "gift".
I tried to scratch my unknown source of itch, but failed to do so. Reluctantly, I searched for the medicine that the doctor prescribed to me. Though I was very reluctant to eat this kind of medicine (It is said that medicine like painkiller can damage your nerve system by restricting the emission of neurotransmitter.), I nevertheless succumbed to my itchiness.
Gulp…Much better.
This is the 8th day since similar things like this happened. And doctor said I need to bandage my hand for six (SIXXXXXX)week --(simple calculation says that 34days to go)
For your information, my hand was cemented (To be precise it is Plaster of Paris) because I was so obsessed with the manga Fullmetal Alchemist. So I decided to upgrade my right hand into an automail, like what Edward does in the story…That was actually just an maintainence period for my new machine arm to appear
.......................................................
OR… I just want to enjoy smacking people’s head with this cemented hand…
.....................................................
Ok...Ok...I am lying. FYI, my hand was injured while playing futsal. And I wondered for some time when someone asked a silly question. (for me)
Mr.xxx: How can you injure your hand while playing futsal. You're using your leg to play , not your hand, right?
My first response was "hey stupid, why can't that happen? I just fall down while playing and that caused my hand to get injured"......But come to think about it...
Playing futsal cause your hand injured is actually quite a paradox...Not to mention my hand is ruined just because of a mere fall (Right now I can't believe it!!! If my hand was injured because I was pushed from third floor, i still can accept it......)
I had numerous fall before, either because of my clumsiness (like what? banging a glass door?) or because of my obsessiveness to dangerous stuff (like cycling on a downhill with both hands not gripping the handle...), nothing happened to me except a few bruises...but now, as you can see, an OKU (quoted by CJ)...
Perhaps I should stop my tantrum and continue the whole story......
Out of pain I decided to seek for a clinic, when the doctor just gave me some medicine, a cream to apply and a bandage...And thats all......I was quite sceptical with his method but after 3-4days, my pain started to ease(though the big bump of my hand still can be seen)
I was quite confident that my hand had started to recover and i joined the frisbee gang (despite still experiencing pain in my wrist while flying the frisbee) and even played badminton (however ended up howling in pain after returning a smash...)
And now I was eating my own fruit of ignorence.............*.*
My pain still haven't completely subsided 2 weeks after the incident. So I gave up to my mom's nagging and consult an orthopelogist in Ipoh. And after an X-ray, I had the most shocking revelation ever...(forget to mention, the doctor in Shah Alam never used X-ray at all)
My hand was completely 180degree twisted!!!
And I know that i cannot escape the fate of being cemented. And as the doctor applied the doctor bandaged the inevitable plaster of paris to me, I started to grief for my own life......
The first few days was completely a torture. Firstly, I had to say bye bye to my dota (and also to my dota kaki ) and also endured the painful itch. Not to mention lots of act ( as simple as eating wantan mee ) cannot be done because my right hand was disabled. I was completely in a state that can only be described as...depressed or perhaps helpless...
However, life is not really tat hard after all. I can still use my notebook to write down notes (or rather TYPING NOTES), playing yu-gi-oh instead of DoTA (it is better than dota in some way), and study C++ instead of calculus (I 'm still neglecting my psycho X.X)
Though there are still some difficulties (such as ordering cemara food, when i had to use my left hand to write) and also receiving sarcastic comment like this
mr yXXX: lets play dota 2nite, u get ur laptop back already mah. lol
However, life is not really easy like a mere itch on my hand, it all changed after I attended the chemistry lab briefing...
"You need to HANDWRITE (omg) your report and send tomorrow. And you can choose to be individual of group.
If I was in perfect state, I would gladly do all the experiment myself and submitted without bothering teaming to others. But now I had little to accomplish with my left hand only (and my ego challenged because I had to let others do their stuff while I'll be doing nothing.) Come to think about it, people will quite reluctant to join me in chem lab considering my current state now...
OMG......,.What can i do? Perhaps I had to force my way to ask the doctor to remove the plaster even though it means endless nagging and slower recovery...
I should have refrain myself for touching frisbee after the incident. I might can blame the doctor in Shah alam (for his noob treatment that left my twisted-hand uncared), but i still know that I was the main cause to blame for my current state.
Nevertheless, I still havs the faith to endure thru this things. And i shall use this piece of thing to record it so that I'll never forget this birthday "gift".
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