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".

Laptop laptop

First of all, I was too glad because my birthday wish has come true...YEAH ^_^

What wish?

My laptop has been recovered and will be available today.

So no more begging Azizi to borrow his "FATHER" laptop and following his strict curfew hours for laptop. Also I can say bye bye to "dotaking seeming endless bragging of his dota skill" because I will just run to my laptop when he do so.

Not to mention I am finally free from someone sarcastic comment like this...

Mr.Wxx Yxxxx : Eh, why dun u bring ur laptop to online...ehhh, sorry 4got u dun have a laptop. Lol. ( and dunno how many times he deliberately make this "mistake")

Mr. Kxxx Hxx : Lets play dota lo. Ahh, forgot ur laptop are still under repair...=.=

However, I would like to express my gratitude to Azizi my housemate for borrowing me a laptop just for my gaming purpose. I had borrowed my laptop countless times and nobody borrowed me back in return.

Thanks again azizi for borrowin me ur laptop, regardless of curfew laws and ur rules, you are the only one that borrowed me ur laptop. I can't even get it from my so-called (SO-CALLED) good friend.

And also thanks again for tolerating my OCD (obsessive Compulsive Disorder) for DoTA and my numerous nagging (which I found irritating also) sometimes.

It seems like I had learnt something valauble (perhaps something cruel) lesson in this 3 week.

DUN DEPEND ON ANYONE (THAT MEANS EVEN UR FREN BECAUSE NOBODY ELSE IS RELIABLE EXCEPT URSELF)

I still remember one ocassion when I used a fren laptop for typing my assignment.

" wah, ur hard drive ot virus or not. Dun simply put on my laptop ah."

I assured him that I am quite computer-savvy people. Not to mention he himself got a quite-well antivirus installed in his laptop.

However, I don't think I can count how many naggings he gave to me before I can finally type my psychology assignment and submit it.

And in case the fren I mentioned is reading this blog, I would like to say one thing.

I was quite disappointed and I am not hate to admit it.

Finally, I can say goodbye to this kind of life.

However, if anyone requires my laptop or my assistence( such as games installer or wanting a dota laptop etc ), i would still lend my hand if possible.

Because I dun wan other else to reach the same conclusion like mine.

Before I finished crapping, I would like to quote a famous saying that my mom have been teaching me.

"If u are living under someone's roof, you have to lower ur head,"

(Nevertheless thanks azizi for giving me a hand and break his parents' rule just to borrow me laptop)