I wake up in the morning and realise that my eye CANNOT BE OPENED properly and my above-eye-area has swollen to the size of mini-golf-balls. Damn, I think, it wasn't a dream after all.

But! I will be thankful for the little graces in life, for the situation could be very much worse and I ought to count my blessing, not my misfortunes (although truthfully my misfortunes outnumber any blessings). Please God, just let me make it to ONE dean's list.

Blessing #1: I could have been taller and my eye could have been injured instead. See Zhefei? Being short is not that bad after all. (Though I am soon catching up with your 1cm height advantage)

Blessing #2: I could have to pay the surgery fee, but thank God for insurance.

Blessing #3: I have lovely CCA-mates who really come through in times like these.

Blessing #4: It wasn't anyone else who got injured (except for towkay) and they ought to count their blessings too.

And because I'm in a list-making mood, here's what I've learnt from The Big Bang:

#1: Always have a nice pair of spectacles (which in this case, I do not), because there're bound to be times like these where you're forced to wear them to school due to the fact that one of your eyelids is awfully enlarged and you are unable to shove pieces of plastic into your eye.

#2: Never underestimate the impact of a collision. We are not ideal gases.

#3: Maintain good relations with doctors so that they will try not to exacerbate your pain.

#4: Always look out for other people even when you're trying hard to grab a frisbee in mid-air.

#5: If warm liquid flows down your face, yep, that's blood.

I think I went slightly mad yesterday though. I vaguely remember Ms Pang asking me if it hurt, and I answered with a "it's mildly cathartic".

What the hell was I thinking.