To all who reads these following blogs, i say thank you.
Ok so how should i start?
Hmmm.
I can't believe iv'e forgotton what i was going to say, well the exact words anyway. I had it all planned while listenining to Lionel Ritchie on my Ipod on the way from my house to my Local Library, which is where i currently am due to the fact i don't have the internet at home(Note to self, must get internet SOON).
Ok, wow i get so side tracked. So from the start or as they say "In the beginning" i grew up in the inner western suburbs of Concord West, Sydney, Australia until the age of about 8, well i think i did, til my parents split. Then i moved to the current area in which i reside now, which is Hurstville. Yes i assume most of you who read this blog has no idea where these places are, unless your from Sydney.
I had quite an ok of a childhood besides the one big incident that kind of changed my life.
Yes this may sound really stupid and absolutely crazy, but i remember this particular event like it was yesterday.
One of my Aunty's decided to open a chinese resturaunt and as with tradition, you open up the place with a BANG. Litererally
So i was just hanging around around the bar, when all of a sudden, the next thing i hear were the loud banging of drums, cymbols and gongs.
If you guys have read my little profile thingy, you know where this is going. As with you first time readers, this is what happened.
Next thing i noticed entering the doors was this hidious big creature which seem to move as fast as lightning. Its big mouth looking like it wanted to bite me into pieces.
And the noise didn't help either.
Ever since that time, ive always been afraid of the Lion dance. That maybe a reason why ive never travelled to Hong Kong, which is my Mum's native Homeland or my Father's home, Guangzhou, which is where the Lion dance origionated from. Yay.
But slowly but surely, im trying to overcome that fear.
Sometimes i do blame my unluckyness on that faitful night.
The Lion dance is suppose to be Auspicious, and well i don't think i git any luck that night, and it has continued until now.
Lets skip a few years.
Well my School life was ok. Suprisingly, i didn't have many asian friends. Most of them were Australian.
I did have a great chinese friend, Alistair from my days i went to Strathfield North primary. Yes we are friends on facebook!! Although i haven't spoken to him for ages. I must say, he is a very lucky man. He's Girlfriend is very elegant and beautiful.
Makes me wonder whats going on with me?
How come im so unlucky with love. Yes most people say im impatient and that im still young.
The thing they dont understand is that when your struck with an incurable brain condition and you have no one to sare your emotions, your pain, the happy times, the sad, yeah you do feel like you want to end your life.
Im just hanging in there due to the fact that i believe i have to much to do in this lifetime left for me.
I still want to get married, have children, take my kids to see their grandparents and great grand parents as much as i can, to see their smile and think, hey my son/ grandson has done well.
Thats really the only thing thats holding me back from doing something i will regret in my next life.
As with my unluckyness, im not just unlucky in love. Work, health, friends etc.
Yes i got the short straw.
yes surely there are less fortunate people out there. I know that. But as with me, well life sucks!
Lets skip another few years to 2005.
What started out to be another usual day at Tafe became an absolute nightmare.
I briefly remember what happened. I was discussing with my mum on the phone in the morning about a planned trip that we were going to take in a few weeks to Disneyland. Most of the day was ok. It had the usual learn about a car part then some prac work on brakes.
On our afternoon break, me and afew friends were walking to the canteen, when all of a sudden i felt dizzy and tired. I think i mumbled to my friend "i feel sleepy" Next thing i noticed, i blanked out and started to shake violently on the ground. I was trying to yell " help" but there was no sound coming out of my mouth. It was like i was gasping for air. After about 30 seconds, i started to come around, although my whole body felt like a tonne ok maybe 2 tonnes of bricks. I tried to get up, but i couldn't. It didn't help either the fact that i accidently hit my mouth on those industrial size bin. But there was only alittle bit of blood.
Shortly the ambulance came and i was taken to the nearest hospital, which was about 5 minutes down the road.
when i got there, they went through some basic checks, find my contact, then i said to one of the nurse "my right side of my body feels funny' and i assume you know what happens next.
I eventually woke up with a drip in my arm, resting in one of the hospital rooms. It was so bright, i thought i may be either dreaming or worse case, dead.
Mum was next to my bed in the room, very freaked out as would any mother.
I was eventually taken to a ward room, where i would spend the next 2 weeks.
The first night was torture. I didn't know wether or not to sleep, cause i was worried i would have another fit. I was eventually so tired, i just dozed to sleep.
The following few days were a combination of brain test and rest. My right side of my body still was quite stiff, and moving was very uncomfortable.
even after several different brain test, the doctors still couldn't find the trigger that sets off my seizures. Yay, that was comforting.
Wow i was a lab rat, yet there were no conclusion to my trigger. Sucked big time.
Eventually i was allowed home and Tafe. The first few weeks back at home was very unusual, well when it came to sleeping it was. Anxiety, depression and whatever you can think of gave me several nights of unrestfulness sleep.
I did get a good welcome back at Tafe from my peers and teacher. That was nice.
As with my friends, they were how can you say very lardy da.
But how can you talk to someone about your condition if they have no idea about it or refuse to want to know about it. Some friends i have.
That is why i am a tad eagar for a partner, well to find her or her find me.
I have been praying to Buddha every year since 2006 for miss Hong Kong winner Aimee Chan, but lets face it, it will never happen. So yesterday i went to make my annual pilgramige to the biggest temple in Sydney and pray that my one true love will be revealed to me soon.
But i highly doubt that my pray will be answered anytime soon. Somehow my wishes end up at the bottom of the well and there comes my unluckyness again.
Sometimes i do ask myself why do i bother? Maybe it comes down to watching those Hong Kong Tv drama series where there is a happy ending and the lovey dovey theme songs give me that sence of hope.
But in reality, Stuff like that don't happen, well not for me in this instance.
Why do i choose girls like Aimee Chan???
Is it to please my family and say hey, my life is pretty good, i have a beautiful wife and that means she will love me to the day i die?
But its not all about appearance. I guess the type of partner i would love to have is someone like Selena Li's character, Sum Yi in A change of destiny. Beuatiful, kind, careing, smart, creative, witty, protective, loyal, looks after her partner's parents before looking after herself which is so unselfish of herself.
The fact is those type of girls don't exist these days.
She is stubborn at times, yet so careing. Sum Yi stays with her partner even when he is disrespectful, uncareing, stupid, gambles he's life away and eventually goes insane!
In saying that, there's Nikki Chow's character, Ling Ka Yan. Similar in that when she meets her future husband, he his quite a rogue. Very self centered, uncareing stuff like that, yet Yan bares he's attitude cause she believes theres a good man inside, and she's waiting to be there to see that man.
But seriously, you don't find those type of girls anymore. Its sad.
In saying that, what if there is a girl out there like that?
What am i to do?
Somehow i get the leftovers.
I get quite sad when i see couples walking together on the streets. I think how and why?
i don't know if this is true or not, but as with most of my friends, they find there partners through college, uni, church or nightclubs.
Maybe im not going to these places enough, well the church and nightclub kind of place.
I guess when you have epilepsy, you do hold back with the nightclubs, which is like a social gathering for the under 25's, As with Church, i have'nt been for a while.
So what is one to do?
I guess i could keep waiting and hope by the age of 60 i find that someone special
Not exactly feasable.Wow ive been goin on for ages. I guess i have alot to say at the moment!
But hey, who actually reads this, besides me?
I was thinking of travelling each year from next year at on Valentines day to Hon Kong, and wait by lovers rock for that someone special. But thats wishful thinking!
it sounds crazy, but it wont work.
I can't believe i wrote that.hehe
But like i said, no one gonna read this except myself.
Hey blogs re there to write whats on your mind, and this is whats on my mind.
I think ive written enough, so its time to sign out.