A memory from high school...
I'm still confused whether I'm actually fortunate or unfortunate. Could it be a blessing or a curse. Or, could it just be an early premonition about my imminent death?
Well, to start...
I lost my bag. How stupid of me to leave it in class? YES, I was (or probably am) stupid. Frankly, that day wasn't really so good. It had a bad start. Then, it became worse with headache - which ruined my basic judgement and cognitive skills until I lost any intention to socialize. I never did go to the morning assembly. I thought I'm starting to catch something - maybe. I made my way to the sick bay and asked the clerk when the trip to the hospital is. "Around nine". I thought that if I have to wait until nine to go to the hospital - I'd rather bear with it and go to class. I went to class, put the bag on the table (or I think I did), took my books and left. Soon, I started to look my bag and couldn't find it. First, I was in denial. Then, I finally accepted that it’s lost. Honestly, I felt a loss. The thing is, inside the bag was my laptop, my 320 GB external hard drive, my 8 GB thumb drive, a new DVD, my mp3 player, along with the other things that I can't remember.
Then...
I trip at a set of stairs as I was on my way to my room. The stairs were made from concrete, old and rough. I hurt my knee and scratch my right arm. I went to hospital the next day to check my knee. After a standard x-ray, the doctor said that I didn't crack my patella. Later that night, after Maghrib, I felt that my left eye really itched. I looked at it in the bathroom mirror and saw that it was red. Again, I went to the hospital and had it checked. It was an eye infection.
To think of it...
The events that happened to me really made me think. Losing my laptop proved that my parents really loves me. Losing something so valuable showed me to something that was priceless. To have my mother even look at me after what I've done - I just feel like crying. And you know the thing about boarding schools and how they handle contagious diseases. They send patient zero (which is me) back home so the disease won't spread. That gave me an early holiday, hehehe.... Only when you're facing with crisis, you tend to appreciate what life has to offer. And in this case, Allah had planned something better.
On the other hand...
Losing my laptop = temporary (or even permanent) memory loss
falling when climbing the stairs = degrading of basic motor skills
eye infection = failing of immune system
Allah knows, I just might be dying... hehehe....
P.S.
Just let it go ... Wan.....
Well, to start...
I lost my bag. How stupid of me to leave it in class? YES, I was (or probably am) stupid. Frankly, that day wasn't really so good. It had a bad start. Then, it became worse with headache - which ruined my basic judgement and cognitive skills until I lost any intention to socialize. I never did go to the morning assembly. I thought I'm starting to catch something - maybe. I made my way to the sick bay and asked the clerk when the trip to the hospital is. "Around nine". I thought that if I have to wait until nine to go to the hospital - I'd rather bear with it and go to class. I went to class, put the bag on the table (or I think I did), took my books and left. Soon, I started to look my bag and couldn't find it. First, I was in denial. Then, I finally accepted that it’s lost. Honestly, I felt a loss. The thing is, inside the bag was my laptop, my 320 GB external hard drive, my 8 GB thumb drive, a new DVD, my mp3 player, along with the other things that I can't remember.
Then...
I trip at a set of stairs as I was on my way to my room. The stairs were made from concrete, old and rough. I hurt my knee and scratch my right arm. I went to hospital the next day to check my knee. After a standard x-ray, the doctor said that I didn't crack my patella. Later that night, after Maghrib, I felt that my left eye really itched. I looked at it in the bathroom mirror and saw that it was red. Again, I went to the hospital and had it checked. It was an eye infection.
To think of it...
The events that happened to me really made me think. Losing my laptop proved that my parents really loves me. Losing something so valuable showed me to something that was priceless. To have my mother even look at me after what I've done - I just feel like crying. And you know the thing about boarding schools and how they handle contagious diseases. They send patient zero (which is me) back home so the disease won't spread. That gave me an early holiday, hehehe.... Only when you're facing with crisis, you tend to appreciate what life has to offer. And in this case, Allah had planned something better.
On the other hand...
Losing my laptop = temporary (or even permanent) memory loss
falling when climbing the stairs = degrading of basic motor skills
eye infection = failing of immune system
Allah knows, I just might be dying... hehehe....
P.S.
Just let it go ... Wan.....
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