Act 2, Scene 13: I'm just sooooo wasted

Medical Leave...

2 days...

No school...

Tomorrow...also no school...

3 days of no school...

How did I end up like this?

Because the doctor gave me a stree-relieving pill that weighs just 25 miligram.

Its effect?

I took it at 10pm last night. It's now 11am the next morning.

I'm still WASTED.

I walked to the clinic earlier to get an extension for my MC. I must have walked an extra 200 metres with my sideways motion and constant smiling. I think a couple of people were getting ready to call for an Institue of Mental Health ambulance to take me away.

Note to self: Next time doctor offers you sleeping or 'Stress-relieving' pills, decline furiously.

=P

My head hurts.

Anyway, yesterday, I tried to get my license plate fixed. I was lounging around on the bed planning my day out in my head when I got a call. 6...8...7...2...Hmm, MOE number. (I actually scrutinize every number that appears on my mobile since my Financial Adviser became loco and tried to get me to sign up for every Tom, Dick and Harry plan he could think of to siphon away my money)

I thought a mouse was calling me. Her voice was so soft I actually had to turn up the volume on my phone. Hmm, something's wrong.

"What's wrong?"

"Can you fetch me from work today?"

"Yea, I guess so."

"I'm taking half day."

"Oh..but I need to fix my car first."

"Will it take long? Can you fetch me first then we'll go?"

"Ok...What's wrong?"

"Amin called."

"..."

Hmm, Princess is in trouble again. So I went to fetch her after my doctor's appointment (See above). Along the way, I tried to retrace my journey from the previous day. As I was driving by the scene of the crime, I saw a glint on the road. I slowed down and, lo and behold, there it was! My License PLATE! So I parked my car at this multi storey carpark in Farrer Road, ran to the scene, dashed across 3 lanes of busy road and got it back. Analysing the plate, I was sure it was a big rock. It actually tore off a huge chunk from the plate. Hai...Thank God it didn't hit my car.

So anyway I picked her up from work and she was visibly upset. We went to Sin Ming to find a plate maker but I only found this one shop where the owner was asleep and all his workers had gone home. After placing an order, we drove off. She had wanted to blog so we went to Thomson Plaza's Starbucks to make use of the Wifi.

Funny thing: I asked if she was hungry since it was lunch time. She said she was still full from breakfast. So I bought her a sandwich and an Oreo Cheesecake in case she got peckish. Haha..she finished everything la! So much for not being hungry.. =)

We didn't talk much about what happened cos she didn't want to. I let it rest but soon she couldn't think of anything to blog about so we started surfing the net and playing around with Facebook.

Anyone who's spent time with Princess knows she's got a cute laugh. But as we were watching The Simpsons Movie (IN 2D!) on my laptop, I realised she actually laughs like Lisa. Haha.

We got tired of watching after the Penis Sequence involving Bart, a skateboard and a french fry.

So we went to Upper Seletar Reservoir to have a short talk. I knew how much Princess likes looking at monkeys and everytime she gets sad, we go look at the critters. Turns out all the friskiness of the monkeys from a few months back have produced lots of cute baby monkeys. Haha.

As we parked, the sky started to darken. I'd gotten a good spot overlooking the reservoir and we could see far off into the distance. This was where we had our talk. It was all ok and she started telling me about what happened. I said I was happy she took the first step to moving on.

Then, this happened:

"Why must we go through so much heartbreak?"

"They are all lessons for you. To help you in making better decisions in future. Yes, they hurt. But the hurt is supposed to help you remember the next time you want to make the decision: Is he the one for me?"

We talked for a long time..I think it was almost two hours.

"Everyday when I wake up, I try to think of ways I can meet her today. If I can't, I would think of ways that I can speak with her; hear her voice. If I can't, I would think of ways we can just communicate. For the past several months, every day I wake up and think of you."

"Maybe its because you have no one else to think about."

"Or maybe it's because I don't want to think about anyone else."

She wants to rediscover herself. I said I wanted to help. She said she wanted to do it on her own. I said I'll wait. She kept quiet. I asked why. We argued. I said I was sorry. I felt like crap for asking.

I'm sorry, Princess.

So yesterday was a good day. I liked our talk. So then after I had hung up after talking to her after class(3 AFTERS?!..I'm so dumb), I made the stupid decision to take the little, oval pill, just for fun. Just to see if what the doctor said was true. He said, "Within an hour, your eyelids will not be able to stay open."

YOU LIAR!!

It didn't even take an hour. Within 10 minutes I was asleep. And the next 12 hours felt like I was in Wonderland. I mean...I had all sorts of freaky dreams. I would wake up after a couple of hours, think about something and within minutes I would fall back to sleep and dream about what I was thinking. Everytime I started to get up, I'd fall asleep again. It was like in those movies where the guy gets injured and then drugged so he wakes up, sees a couple of things then falls asleep again and then wakes up a couple of hours later and repeats the process..It was freaky la..

Worse thing was, when I was walking to the clinic in the morning, it wasn't too warm yet and there was a slight breeze. Combine that with my groggy vision and light-headedness, no wonder I almost felt like prancing around the field.

Hai...Still feeling wasted. I am never going to take that pill again.

I need to go now. I'm starting to lose control of my fingers..

Oh..what's this? A small pill..I think I'll eat it.

Hmm...

Here we go again...

One last thing...

I really love, Nur.

=)