Last night, or early this morning, I cried out to God while silently singing the song "Lover of My Heart" and typing a "letter" to Him. I just felt so, so depressed. What I typed is between me and my Daddy, it's confidential (: But after all that weeping there was a wave of peacefulness and I felt reassured that God is always there...what's lacking was communication.
Someone's making a weird noise outside and it's a female voice. It's creepy.
About twelve hours ago, I cried out AGAIN because I scalded myself with boiling water..
Janet and Sheena very kindly went to get the cream for burns while I continued to freaked out in the cafe, then they came back and Sheena helped apply that cream for me (ex-StJohn girl). It was stinging and burning, I don't know how else to describe the pain. It was so bad, I buried my face in Lay Cheng's shoulder, and wet her shirt with tears while Sheena worked on my right hand. Whoops. And then I tried to bear with the pain but it felt worse, and well...my eyes were red from further crying. Yikes. But it's many times better at the moment, although right now there's a scar on my hand and it still hurts. I can't hold a pen, I can't hold my erhu bow, I havent tried holding a toothbrush, I can't apply any pressure on the scarred area. I can move my fingers, though, hallelujah!
People should not let Irvin do first aid because during the break for combined practice (I obviously didn't play due to the pathetic state of my stiff and stinging hand), he almost helped me put some lotion from the first aid kit. ALMOST, because he asked Grace,
"How to put ah? Rub arh?"
I almost jumped out of the chair la. In the end Sheena did it for me again.
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