"The only pple who can hurt you deeply are the ones whom you care about."

Woot. I was right again. Because it happened to me. Sure it was weeks ago but my com was spoilt rite?

Anyway, who cares about that right now. Oh ya, back to my injured leg... I just found out it was a groin pull. Ouch.

What is a groin pull?
A groin pull is an injury to the muscles of the inner thigh. The groin muscles, called the "adductor muscle" group, consists of five muscles that span the distance from the inner pelvis to the inner part of the femur (thigh bone). These muscles pull the legs together, and also help with other movements of the hip joint.

What are the symptoms of a groin pull?

An acute groin pull can be quite painful, depending on the severity of the injury. Groin pulls are usually graded as follows:

• Grade I: Mild discomfort, often no disability. Usually does not limit activity.
  
• Grade II: Moderate discomfort, can limit ability to perform activities such as running and jumping. May have moderate swelling and bruising associated.
  
• Grade III: Severe injury that can cause pain with walking. Often patients complain of muscle spasm, swelling, and significant bruising.

Ow... I think mine's Grade 3... just without the swelling and bruises...

Anyway actually during the time when the com was down, I actually felt like I was shut out of the world... I probably was... There was so many things to say... but there was no output... kinda like clayton... But anyway, what I actually did was put all my thoughts into "the little box in the corner of my mind". Yeah, everything that's bothered me or even affected me... All into the "little box"... And this stupid blog is actually leaking away stuff that is inside... Good? I dunno. Anyway, it is this "little box" that makes me the way I am. I am seldom angry or sad for a long period of time. That's because the thing that is bothering me, I put into the "little box" away from my mind, so I dun think about it after some time, sometimes even forgetting it entirely. So every time I am bothered or something, this "little box" grows in size... So yeah, now I may seem forgiving, never-mind kind of person... BUT. When the day comes when this "little box" explodes (and I implode), all of you are going to DIE. Whoosh, DIE. Exactly the same as "Me, Myself and Irene". He had been so forgiving and all that and whoosh, the "little box" exploded and he had Advanced Delusional Schitzophrenia with Involuntary Narcissistic Rage. Whoosh. I would love for that day to come when that happens to me.

Yeah yeah, sounds scary... But I'm fine now... as in currently... but who knows what the future holds? Hah. Ciao.

P.S. Maybe I should say something about the audition for vjco... Here's one word to summarise everything: Fuck. Here's one sentence to summarise everything: The chances of getting A1 for Chinese are much higher.