Day one of the sprain.

I woke up at 1pm, watched Juno on the laptop and went back to sleep till 6.30pm.
At this rate, I’ll become a pig.

JUNO IS AN AWESOME SHOW.

Love Ellen Page’s attitude in the show and more importantly, the soundtracks.
So anyone out there who has the songs, please SEND!

I declare 29 May as the SAD.
Sprain
Ankle
Day.

Ok, I know it’s lame.

What gives?

I realised that I’m not myself when I sprain my ankle.

I’ve a history of spraining ankles.
It started in 1999 and I think my ankles are deteriorating from the 4-5 sprains that I’ve suffered over the past years.
(Just ask Pam about her feat 3 years ago, carrying me and crossing the bridge even though I’m like heavy.)

Thus, now I’m irritated at myself.
On one hand, I say to myself: “You deserve it for not listening to the sinseh and didn’t wear ankle guard during exercises.”
On the other hand, I say “Shit happens. I can sprain my ankle even when I wear a gazillion ankle guards.”

So for now, if I ever seem too irritating or even bitchy, forgive me.
:S

Hopefully the dinner this Friday will cheer me up.
Yeah, I’ll be wearing slippers.
Hooray.