Daydreaming

Okay I know I have to mandi wajib again and pray, but I can't help to daydream for a bit....

There I was walking out after my lab. I didn't know why but I was really rushing uphill.. probably wanting to save time.. I was planning to go and buy groceries, so there I walked.

While I was crossing the street, I remember a friend used to tell me when we were crossing the zebra lines together, "Weh Ellin, ko gile ke apa. Stop dulu ah! Tengok kiri kanan dulu." Heck, zebra crossings are meant to be walked on, not to stop and give cars their way first because pedestrians rule the road (i mean, zebra crossings) so the cars HAVE to give way to the walkers, okay?

So yeah there I was 'speed-walking' crossing the street and---SCHREEEEEEEEEEEEECCHHHH-- and I was--AAAAAAAAAKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!-- and

BLANK.

When I could blink my eyes again, was blurry at 1st, then it was clear to me that I was in a hospital, lying on the bed. 'Great,' I thought. 'So much for "pedestrians rule the zebra crossings"...'. And again I went AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKKKKKKK!!!!!! My right leg!!!!!!

It's been plastered...

Cool :) Now I can walk with stretches (I find people with stretches and plastered leg 'cool' :P). But seriously, I don't even have my OSHC card with me (because the provider is a lame one.. i've been waiting for my card for the past 6 months), how am i suppose to pay all this? Wait, it has been paid by someone, right? Or else I wouldn't have got into a surgery and my knee plastered and whatnot. Right?

Just then I heard 2 men conversing with each other, coming towards me. I was right, they were coming towards me as I could see them then.. I know that one with the white coat is of course a doctor.. and the other is... OMG!!!!!

It's Riccardo Achilles. My lecturer. My....

crush *blush*. Well, used to be. But what's he doing here?

'Hi, Eleanor.. how are you feeling?', the doctor said whilst he and Ric smiled at me. AAAAK! No, I will not fall for his smiles again. I have berTAUBATed. And then I was explained.. that Ric was the one who hit me, and I was unconscious for a few days (wow, i might be losing weight hey! ;D) and yeah.. probably that was it.

'I'm seriously sorry, Eleanor, it was my fault for driving too fast..I was really in a rush', said Ric. 'Oh,' I said. 'Oh no, that's okay.. I was stupid for not stopping 1st..but then again, it was a zebra crossing.. but whatever it is I'm sorry too Mr. Achilles'.

NB: I wrote this story a few days back and saved it but didn't finish it. I don't think I want to because it's full of crap. I'm still publishing it because it's still an effort and for you to see how a girl like me is just like anybody else (well, anybody that had or has crushes on middle-aged- grey-haired-and-cute professor, that is).

May God forgive me for having crushes on anybody... I don't attempt to anymore, because it's totally wrong when you admit that God is the Ilah (the One and Only); you should only have feelings for Him and Him only. The love that you give for people whom are halal to be loved (like Mom and Dad, husband, etc) are actually based on your love to Allah. If you love Allah, then must love your family and your ummah. It's not the other way around, really.