and by some accident..my hand was at the rim where the car door can close. and my other friend closes that door.
hip hooray...yup. i got my fingers squashed by the car door. It was funny cos i took 1 sec to register "why my fren close door my hand will feel pain. like no link leh".
was jumping ard telling him to quickly open the door (yes..it closed totally). and then the aftermath?
6 nice depressions on my 3 fingers. but rub abit then gone le.
outz`so fun! first time getting fingers squashed
12:16 am
Yours Truly
a walk down life's long and endless road. here, i pen/type occasional posts...giving a record to the exciting, sad, joyful,
memorable, heart-wrenching, scary, tearful, happy, surprising and mostly undescribable moments and events that happens. Young mind; thirsty soul; manipulatable thinking.
Born in Singapore, that makes me singaporean. Looking back, I recall those academic years,
filled with laughter, innocence, care, a shine unmatched, a smile untainted and a sleep undisturbed. Right now, i firmly believe that
without any scars in life, one can never grow. Look at all the noble people around, those you think are good people. Chances are, when you
ask them for a story, they will have one to say. The one that changed them. I take life slowly, trying in vain to squeeze what little
innocence that is left in me. For I know, that after my transition into adulthood, i'll miss them. Even now, reality beckons with a surprisingly
tempting hand. Fight hard I will, not to embrace that side. Someone is out there, and there, i may probably be salvaged. One last thing,
im against all religion, but i wholeheartedly salute worshippers. Cheers.