Good day ladies and gents, haven't been posting much so far, suffice to say this year has been one of the worst to date.
Anyway, let me tell you about the past 2 days of my life.
Wednesday night - dinner at miss clarity's cafe with the girlfriend (not too sure if theres relevance, you'll see later)
Yesterday (thursday) 21/8/2008
7am - wake up, walk to macs, buy Big Breakfast with milo, came back ate, proceed to vegetate on couch watching olympics.
8am - 3pm : watch olympics, going off periodically to the toilet because of diarrhoea, start thinking if it was dinner last night or the macs
3pm - call irvin to tell him that i'm not feeling too good, might have to postpone the night cycling.
4 - 5pm : try resting, don't work, pple keep calling the house
5 -7 pm: bathe, change, make my way to kallang mrt to meet irvin
7pm: irvin is late, i start worrying that the bicycle rental shops might close by the time we get there
7.15 pm - irvin arrives, blaming me (!!), take 31 to east coast
8 pm - arrive, walk to rent bike, start cycling
8.40pm - dinner at east coast lagoon, against my better judgement, i eat satay, soto ayam, and wanton mee, amazingly, diarrhoea doesn't come back
9.40pm set off for the eastern park connectors, first time trying this, excited, decide to go along east coast, to changi and then make our way back thru tampines, bedok etc.
1140pm - cycling along changi coast road, parallel to the runway at changi airport, cruising along, feeling good, suddenly i feel my bike wobbling, turns to the right, i grab the handlebars and turn it to the left, i overcompensate, bike collapses under me, i go sailing over the front and land on my side. hurts, blood on my hands and knees, lower back starts to hurt because i probably aggravated my slipped disc. i sit on the ground feeling sorry for myself, irvin is laughing at me. as i get up, i realise that theres a piece of glass on my berms, i wonder where it comes from, horror of fucking horrors, i look at my watch and realise that the face is smashed, first thought is that girlfriend will kill me and hang me out to dry (watch was present from her, a rather expensive burberry one), realise that i shldn't be fucking wearing it while cycling.
1145 - 1215 - we find out the brakes on my bike is damaged by the fall, wheel isn't aligned, can't cycle properly, spend half an hr trying to fix it, irvin finally rips out the brakepad, wrestles everything into place temporarily
1215 - stuck in the middle of nowhere, decide to head back to east coast, ride slowly, irvin is kind enuff to ride my bike while i ride his
2am - reach the rental shop, lock the bikes, comtemplating whether or not to leave a note about the brakepad since they have my particulars, decide not to. irvin calls his brother to come save us.
215am - irvin's brother comes, bless his heart, i'm in a world of pain, irvin sends me back, right now my knees, palms and back are aching
3am - back, bathe, go online a while, sleep
Today (friday 22/8/2008)
11a, - wake up, think whether or not to meet rae later, decide to since shes pissed at me, need to grovel and apologise
11- 130pm - hang ard the house, head out to meet her at orchard, grovel, lunch at coffeeclub at taka, sucky food, stomach feels alrite, body is aching
230 pm - lunch over, diarrhoea comes back, rae accompanies me to the service centre at pacific plaza for my watch, find out that the case will take 2 months to arrive. shit. feeling sorry for myself.
4pm - took a cab home, decide to nap for an hr or so
530pm - wake up feeling feverish, body aching, diarrhoea comes back, i start popping charcoal pills.
730 pm - mom is back, i get the car and head to suntec to meet elaine and nick, decide to eat at soup restaurant, eat alot. big mistake. diarrhoea comes with a vengeance after meal.
930 - 1015pm - off to pick up sam who is at arab st, get caught in jam for 45 fucking minutes beacuse of some dumbass fireworks thing at marina
1015 pick sam up, head to holland v, to go 2am dessert bar, stomach is feeling weird
1015 - 1145 - not eating anything, feel like dying, off to the toilet 3 times, finally tell them that i need to head home before i collapse
1230am - home, typing this before i bathe and sleep. i think i have a fever, my stomach hurts again so i'll need to shit again after i post this, and my lower back hurts like a motherfucker. feel extremely sorry for myself
1245am - wallowing in self pity as i type this
1250am - done typing, off to bathe and shit.
