hmmm...got bad news...shall talk about bad news later..

this week have passed again...nth interesting..only to found myself so into routine, in a sian and quiet mood...i dun remember about anything that happen on thursday...

i rmb i had a bad day on friday..my handphone timing reset the time..and i still happily tot it was the true time, until i reach mrt and realise i was late...felt so bad..had a mini quarrel/cold war with priscilla...pris..it is not ur fault tat i am pissed..moreover i am not pissed..sorry for being so quiet that make u feel i am pissed...dun need say sorry okok...had GEMS, enjoyed the discussion, hopefully next week we can act well..hehex...went to clubhouse to make a big card for alcina...suggested we make a leave shape...but the sadded thingy was, victor couldn't see it was a leave shape..den had ice cream, maybe too tired le..so become very quiet...go home, cos mummy wanna do garden-ing..wanna chop down the tree trunk a bit shorter..so gor gor took the axe and chop it shorter..but it was not flat..so i end it for him, by trying to make it flat...as i was chopping with the axe, i was thinking, hmmm...i love nature so much, yet i am destroying the nature in my house...den when i saw the tree trunk had a bit of red red marks...i felt sad for the tree...and miss an aim..and that aim cost me my blood...

as mummy was looking i did not want her to know and worry, so i continue chopping it till it is flat, with my blood flowing, wetting my slippers, the bottom of my jeans and seeping into the soil which it start to coagulate...once it was flatten, i dragged myself and wash it with diluted dettol to kill the bacteria..and ate dinner the usual way so mummy wont see the wound..i had a hard time cleaning the floor as it was stained with my blood...once mummy went back to her room, i dragged myself back to my room. And had a pure wash of dettol...did not shout too loud..but did cried then...i wonder tomyself, how can i bear the pain when i chopped myself and wash with the diluted dettol..after washing i had my clean bath...and stepped on tissue paper..the blood simply flow like nobody's business...i change the tissue 4 times which all stained my floorings...after that i felt a bit weak and pop to bed...then i was afraid i wont wake up...

but i woke up today morning...or i wont be blogging here...i felt absolutely nauseous and felt like vomiting, but there was nothing to vomit..my arms were aching due to the chopping...the wound had bleed all night but in minor drops..1/4 of the wound had close off...had my drink, and started to help mummy to do gardening again..did not want her to dig and stress out, so just did what i can...but she realize i was limping like an injured dog..and ask me..so i had to tell her i injured my leg..did not tell her how though..and continued the gardening...i did it barefooted as wearing slippers hurts the wound...finally finish the gardening and cementing (help my bro)..and help mummy wash floor...cos dun want see her brush the floor...den..had a bit of rest..and cook dinner..today's specialty dish is sambal garlic prawn..

now back into my room, just cleanse the wound and digged some dead cells using needle (disinfected before...) and bandage it...i have no choice but to bandage it..cos..the wound is opening...

so i feel so disabled now..i wondered how am i suppose to do practical on monday...and marketing tmr...

oh ya..cos of this wound,i am not able to celebrate alcina's birthday...so i shall wish her:


i was thinking to put up the wound pictures...but i guess i will not..it seems a bit gross...

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