I have less than 15 minutes to type this post.I'm typing from my school computer which is slower than any computer I"ve been on.This is will be hard for me but a challenge is a challenge.

Lately, I just off my crutches. Literally, today morning. I CAN WALK AGAIN!!!!
Still, my leg hurts because I never used it in a long time.Hurts like hell.My arms also need some workout to be back in shape after my shoulder strain which the doctors only found today.

I guess this was one my greatest trials in life.
But I'm sure more will come in time.
Hopefully, not so soon!

Time's not over but I have nothing else to write about.
Until my next post,
Mark lester

-What you see is reality.What you dream is an illusion.To confuse the two, you'll find disaster.-
Just a saying I made up.

I hate it. When everything moves so swiftly, then, a wave sweeps everything you've spent your time on.The wave could be anything.Harsh words,sour faces,angry retorts, almost anything.That's when we plan to get back up and stop the wave in it's tracks.Dig traps such as a tree hole to fill and bury the anger and revenge stored up.To forgive and to forget.To sleep and dream of good things and wake up without a worry.

While on crutches,I realize that the world moves a chessboard.Success in life is winning a piece and heartaches and pains a loss.That everything is so perfectly executed, in wins or losses, everything falls into place.Sacrificing a rook for a queen.Losing your job only to find your true love on the train back home. So perfect and intricate is this chessboard of life that one move wrong and the precious scale of balance is lost.Thus, leading you to work harder to even the odds.

I observe people with an eager interest.From the labourer so unwilling to part with his money to the rich men with bodyguards on every side.To observe human behaviour, their faults and their strengths.It's so amazing.While in the hospital I wrote the following that I guess puts this whole post in summarizaton.


We are fine but then pushed down,
By waves of angry sounds,
But do not fret we'll rise again,
Ignoring all the minor pains

But lesson learnt we now prepare,
Of other waves that we despair,
To dig tree holes to trap them in,
Now they cry and now we grin,

But every move is replied by another,
From a friend,sister or brother,
Hate,love,birth and death,
Game conditions that have to be met,

We win some and lose some,
But there is still more to come,
Short, this game is not,
Haunt us till the day we rot,

But in the end we're all same,
All playing this twisted game,
Whether you win or lose'
It's not up to you to choose,

For above us all there He lies,
A Power unworthy of mortal eyes,
He sets the rules and keeps the time,
Every beat, rhythm, and rhyme,

Good luck my friend in your game,
I hope you wish me the same,
As I say we're all the same,
Here, playing this twisted game.

Some junk food promoters had been giving out free samples outside my school and every packet had a free Transformer Mini-card.I have a serious addiction when it comes to collecting freebies.It's a passion that seems to run in my family.My dad and his dad too were both freebie fanatics.I even become anxious when there's a free contest around like giving out movie posters or magazines and I'm not there. Once, I attended a sci-fi convention with my friends. I went in without anything and walked out carrying loads of stuff that I won and collected from the convention.THEY EVEN GAVE FREE although extremely diluted VODKA! Heck, I have so much freebies at home that my mum is trying to get rid of them so I'm keeping them away from sight as long as I can.


P.S Still on crutches
Got a new idea for a story ( hopes it gets written)
Hungry.

One week ago, I experienced a miracle.I fell through a roof as it cracked beneath me and I fell 12 feet down.No bones were broken except for a minor fracture in my thighbone.Miracle right?

Now one would believe that I was fixing something or looking at the stars but I (ridiculously)
was chasing a robber.Yes. A robber was standing outside my window and when I saw him, my body took a mind of its own.I jumped out after him and gave chase.Unfortunately, the roof gave way and I fell through.The shock stopped me from breathing until I calmed myself down and precious air came bursting through.

Comically, I had landed in my neighbour's house.They took me back home where my mother checked for major injuries as my dad looked for my documents.Rushing to the hospital, my dad beat red lights while blaring the horn and putting on the hazard lights.

At the hospital,they put me on a wheelchair as my parents settled the insurance claims My mum was also a doctor and had good connections some of the best orthopedists and was making sure I was in the best of hands.I was put on a bed while nurses tended to my wounds.Soon, I was forced to roll onto a stretcher.The pain was agonizing as I had lean on my injured thigh and shoulder to roll onto the stretcher.On the stretcher, I was rolled into X-ray where they took multiple X-rays of my hip,chest, thigh and shoulder.

The rest is a blur but I vaguely remember my sarcastic uncle visiting me and being sent to my ward.From there, I entered blissful sleep.