Tuesday, July 13, 2010
I Want To Know You.

OMGGG.
Today, one of the unluckiest days ever.
I tripped and fell while going to board the bus.
Like, wtf.
My left ankle hit the curb hard. While my right shin,
eeeeeeeeeeyer.
It hit the metal part of the bus steps. And it formed a punctured wound.
Like one hole. Then inside that hole, is another hole.
Like, damn shitty.
Then continued the journey to school.
The worst part was no one helped me when I was in the bus.
The most is one lady giving me a tissue.
It was quite embarrassing. And it was so painful that I could've cried.
But I have more pride than that. So I didn't la.
Then when I finally got off the bus, the process in which was bloody hard,
I called for help. Valerie first. She just woke up.
And then Joey, who said it was inconvenient for her.
Then I was like, walao. Just walk in alone luh.,
Little did I know that she called Yiyan and Shihui to help me.
I have such good friends.
Then went to Service Counter to get help.
The wound was like, OMFG. UGLY, GROSS, TOTALLY DISTURBING.
Seriously, can ask anyone who saw IT. Blood oozing out non-stop.
Seriously. Then Wenxin and Zhilin tried to help.
And the uncle. But it was stil bleeding, and 5 minutes later, I had to change the dressing again.
Gah. Then the staff said that I had to be sent to the doctor,
cos the most she could do was apple pressure to the wound.
It's too deep already.
Called my mum like, 5 times. She didn't answer.
Shihui helped me call mr fairus.
Then he called my mum just in time., HAHA!.
She rush to school, and fetch me go Sengkang Polyclinic.
WALAO. then so many numbers. So we changed the dressing and got a priority number,
and I got a wheelchair! HAHA!
I tried to wheel myself. Quite cool. I know how Artie from Glee feels like now.
So the doc said, have to sent go A&E.
Actually wanted ambulance, but it's like 100bucks and go Changi General Hospital.
So we took taxi to KKH.
The doc say it's deep, have to stitch it up.
And I realised that at KKH, I was like, the oldest 'child' there.
LOL! Then the nurse rubbed some cream on my wound.
Like, to make it numb, so I won't feel anything during the stitching.
Then stitch time!
When he cleaned the wound before he stitched, I freaking cried.
Cos it was so freaking pain. I couldn't stand it. Like pouring a bucket of salt like that.
Then really, when he was stitching, I didn't really feel anything.
Miraculously. HAHA!
Then went back home limping. HAHA!
My legs are still pain, though. GAH.
Idiotic. Limping to school tmrw -.-
Super paiseh to take the same bus again tmrw.
Fcking idiots never help. Fck la.
Then I had to hold the blood all the way. Super inconvenient.
And guess what.
It's 3 days before camp, and I got myself into this shit. GAH.
I want to know you, I really do. But, everytime I try to do this stuff, it just turns out all wrong. And I get sad all over again. Is it really worth it?