Wednesday, July 18, 2012

Yet Another Faint Episode

It couldn't be any less embarrassing for me.

On my way back from work, decided to give my 14th contribution to the blood supplies of Singapore. And so alas, happily after reducing a certain load of iron, and replenished myself with a cup of hot milo, I made my way home by taking the MRT. What a wise choice of transportation Joanne Lim! Of course there wasn't any seat at that rush hour. And I was still making fun of the fact that a person with bandaged arm never gets a seat.

I survived well until 2 stations before my intended stop, I knew I was going to get a faint spell, asked a hot guy in pink shirt to give his seat to me. Yes, he was kind enough to give me his seat. I tried my best not to throw up in the train. After I reached my destination, I asked the same guy to help me out of the train too. You see, getting in/out of the train at that hour is almost impossible when you have limited energy left.

Finally some fresh air!

I thanked the guy went straight to the bench. Didn't know or care whatever that happened around me. I sat down. Next thing I knew I was having a dream that I was in the MRT platform and lying on the ground. Guess what? I WAS lying on the ground. ultimate embarrassment. I don't have to tell you the stares and the attention. SMRT staff, onlookers, and I dunno... bah. Found my specs on the ground dented, gathered myself up sit on the bench, got my phone and dialed help.

Thank you for being there to help a distress woman.

Oh yes, I forgot to mention the end bit. I was wheel-chaired out of the station all the way back home.

All in all, it was a rather scary episode. Scary because, I realized how dangerous it could be if one is unconscious, one knows nothing that's happening. If this is how death would be, a consolation to all is that, it is a painless experience. not if you wake up and realized you got hurt.

That was it. And I really really do hope that no one recognizes me as the girl who fainted. fingers crossed.

Thursday, May 31, 2012

I'm an idiot who is 5000 miles away from home

It's a cold sunny day, currently at 13degC, I dislike the cold air. And the day is moving slowly... like slllooooooowlly.

Not a good day, I'm feeling so guilty for having left the garage door open. Well technically, I didn't leave it open, instead I accidentally unknowingly pressed the remote controller of the garage door while walking away from it heading to the bus stop. So is self inflict guilt upon myself would make myself feel better about the incident? NO. Hence, logically, I should NOT feel guilty since it doesn't help elevate the situation nor change the outcome. YES. But, being a normal human who is , in my opinion, idiotic, we LIKE to feel bad about ourselves and telling yourself that feeling bad about it is the right thing to do. Well for sure, I will remember the garage incident whenever I have to close a garage for the rest of my life. Awesome, another item on the paranoid list. kaching!

Why am I such a moron? 

And then life goes on, we all pretend that the morning incident was not a big deal, regardless how everyone has felt or is feeling. We all wear a smile, but what lies beneath is for you to imagine, not for you to find out.