22nd of November
It’s the first time since the first week of July that I sat and stayed here on my study table. Man, I missed it so much. I opened the drawer a while ago and found some interesting stuff – notebooks, pins, certificated, books and other things that I used to hold when I was still at school. So many things have changed since then. One day changed the course of my life, 17th of July it is when the accident happened.
I remembered how I was having the time of my life during the first part of the year. I had everything that I wanted. I got good grades, friends and I was in full control of my life back then. I decided to try and live a life apart from my family, with their approval of course, so I tried the dorm life and was easily into it. I was never hesitant to try new things in my life. Maybe because all my life I’ve been looking for major changes that might put some more colors into my already colorful life. I had 5 dorm mates back then; all of them, freshmen and I was on my junior year. And so I was respected probably because I they found out what I had to offer. I had great times with them. We sometimes stayed all night talking about ghosts and ancient facts, that’s why we ended up staying all night watching light films to bring back the good vibes and all.
In school, I had no problem at all dealing with everyone. I topped some of my classes without putting too much effort. I. Am. So. Arrogant. I had good times and talks with my friends. I even got the chance to meet with my long time crush on the first week of last term. We even had lunch and I think that was one of the highlights of my 2013. Uh, no kidding. I wrote so many letters and entries about life and all. I could not wish for more. I also had some responsibilities entrusted to me. I was assigned to lead a group that would make a research; was elected as VP for Non-Academic Affairs in our organization and so much more that I felt invincible. I had everything going on my way. I was on the top of my game. I was on the prime of my life, and then the accident happened.
I slipped. I slipped. I slipped. All it took was a simple hit on the ground to put me down. One minute I was on the top, the next minute I was nothing but a fallen one not able to get up and move. I was shocked, more than anything – how everything and everyone felt so slow while I was falling down. All I knew was I was there on the ground, feeling worse than ever. I can’t move. I can’t fucking move. I didn’t cry, there’s no use in crying in front of a crowd shouting at each other, arguing what to do with this kid flat out on the ground. Everything was down for me then. I shouted, and commanded them to do this and that, for they were not sure of what they were saying, so I took over. I tried my best to transfer my whole body to the wooden platform that they prepared. After about 30 minutes on the ground, I was able to make it. They carried me to the clinic. On my way there, all I saw was the roof of the dormitory and eventually the bright sky above me telling everything’s going to be okay, eventually. I managed to kid around when my friends arrived at the clinic to check on me. At that very moment I was a hundred percent sure that I would never see these great people again for a long time so I decided to just keep the situation positive. I can’t break down. Not here, I said to myself. Then suddenly my sister, father and brother arrived. Oh god how I remembered how my father cried while he was on the line talking to me. Dad talked to the school officials and later on, they came up with the decision to ask me where I would like to be brought. Without even thinking, I said bring me to Philippine Orthopedic Center – where I stayed for one and a half months last 2007. And so I was transferred to a school vehicle but was directed first to a hospital nearby to be checked. As expected, they said they couldn’t handle the case, and so we travelled miles to reach the destination. On our way there, I ate a meal from Jollibee and was still trying to keep things light for my family, for my lovely mother was there, too. I don’t want to see her cry. My mind was all set for what was coming – something terrible, life-changing, painful and hell. I closed my eyes and waited. The vehicle stopped and so I opened them and braced myself.