Gimp

Right, let’s move on then.

Now days I’ve been reading less and less. Not that I read much anyway. Cant even remember the last time I bought a book. And being a non-avid reader, parting ways with at least 50 bucks for a book isnt a fun thing to do, considering my small income.

So anyway, there was this book I wanted so much titled GIMP, an autobiography by Mark Zupan, priced at RM99. the thing is, if I were to get a book, my preference has always been autobiography, by (in)famous and not so famous people around the world.

Ok, not exactly biography of Nelson Mandela like that. That’s way too heavy and serious for me man. maybe I should get one of our local celebrity’s, if there was any. Do they? Of, say…Jalil Hamid?

So about the book, being sweet and charming she is, my Pinky went to Borders anyway and bought it.

Like me, Mark Zupan is a quad. Only that he earns much more. He went to college and graduated and now a trained engineer while I’m still here contemplating about enrolling on some foreign language courses or not.

Zupan is one tough dude. He has set a benchmark for other quads around the world to emulate his ability in doing things that looks almost impossible from the naked eyes. He defied the odds by climbing rocks, sky diving and even golfing. And he’s the star player representing The US in wheelchair-rugby@quad rugby@murderball. The first time I saw this guy was from Jackass II The Movie, where he was seen doing stunt by riding a rocket-powered wheelchair. So you know this guy is the over-the-edge type and I cant think of anyone on wheels as cool as Mark, besides myself that is.

In GIMP, it was also revealed tough times for Mark recuperating from a life-changing experience. Its no easy task, I promise you. From being a “normal” guy who plays sports and have chicks going down on you, then to lose it in a matter of split second, you are in for a torrid ride ahead. And worse if you are emotionally involved with a girl. Getting ditched is imminent. Like-wise, losing friends is inevitable. Heartbreak after heartbreak is a certainty. Now where do we go from there?

Move on. Simple as that. When you are down, the only way is up. Either that or death. There are, in certain cases, those who prefer to stay down as they believe miracle will happen and that God will make them walk again waking up one morning.

Tough luck.

I used to believe in such myth too. Or at least forcing myself to believe such miracles do happen. But heck NO. Based on personal accounts, sitting on your laurels wont get you anywhere. Not in a million years. Unless you have like a billion bucks in the bank.

So I always tell my able-bodied pals that I may be trailing them but I’m moving and that’s what counts. So moving on is the obvious answer

And hey, trust me, there are girls who does not mind your crippledness out there. Its the inner beauty lies within you that these sweeties are capable of seeing through. The numbers may be small but that also makes them unique and a turn-on. I tell you, wheelchairs are pussy-magnet too. No cool-rides and lame pick-up lines needed.

So really, quad buddies, maybe we should read more than just heart-breaking news in the papers. At least get a spinal injury related books and you’ll be amazed how much this second chance of life can offer and provide a lot of wonders. From these books one can even learn ways to a girl’s heart. And pussy. Its yours for the taking.

I’ve taken mine.

Sweet pinky