Yesterday was a bad day. First hour of work, and I fell/tripped thrice. uhhh judoka sia.
First fall. Below a HDB. Near the lifts was a slope. And a SMALL kerb. I tripped, and the pda went flying out of the leather carrier. Uhh. Few scratches, but I hope they don't mind. I don't mind buying the whole thing though (at half price).
The second. I was walking along the pavement in a carpark. I just fell off the pavement and out came my mp3 player. Then it went silent. (I know it's rather hard to find your way around here, but you can see abrasion and some bruise. Can you imagine what will happen if I weren't wearing pants?)
Third one. I was thanking the auntie. Then I turned around and fell off the kerb, rather unglamously, like face down. Twisted ankle. Yeah you can see an extra vein on my right ankle.
Conclusion: If you are trained not to fall(so as to score) in judo, you will forget your basics like falling on your back in real life.
-----shit shit shit. i'll caption the rest later. im late. im supposed to meet up with my fren/collegue.-----
---continued 1:15pm-------
This. ASS. Proudly displaying their stuff. What if they don't get it next year?
Damned sandfly bite. I got it from.. some mama shop.
Sometimes I really do wonder what they are thinking about.
Family? Or whether if that day is their last? Or nothing? Just viewing everything that goes by? Perhaps I would know when I reach that age. Perhaps I won't. Won't know, won't reach that age. Perhaps, mayhaps.
This is what it looks like when I'm outside talking on MSN to you guys. So be patient and all, it's kinda tedious if you were to tap each and every key on the virtual keyboard that measures like 2mm by 2mm.
It was raining. And these boys were like dancing some bangla thing. Around a soccer ball?
Whenever I see this, I feel weird. Like, some great unfairness in this world. Sometimes you wonder if you should help or otherwise, because it's like, are they so used to their own world? Do they need help at all? Can they visualize in their head what they perceive using their other 4 senses. Just like not all of us are psychic, what would it feel to have an extra 'organ' that can perceive other things, pick up strange things that we would term paranormal? We do not feel deprived now, do we, us lacking in the _other_ fields of perceptions? Just like the blind.
Thanks to the auntie who directed me to the bus, then the mrt station. I didn't manage to take a photo of her, but this is where we 'parted'.
I stood here everyday for 4 years. Now it's changed. It seems as though it's going to be converted to an underground station. Yea. The heat and all. All the memories.
Went out with tpm. Dinner at fish co. (I think they served something that I was slightly allegic to.
And then kingkong. which was THREE hours. which resulted in an additional thirty bucks. on taxi.
And decorations being taken down.
First fall. Below a HDB. Near the lifts was a slope. And a SMALL kerb. I tripped, and the pda went flying out of the leather carrier. Uhh. Few scratches, but I hope they don't mind. I don't mind buying the whole thing though (at half price).
The second. I was walking along the pavement in a carpark. I just fell off the pavement and out came my mp3 player. Then it went silent. (I know it's rather hard to find your way around here, but you can see abrasion and some bruise. Can you imagine what will happen if I weren't wearing pants?)
Third one. I was thanking the auntie. Then I turned around and fell off the kerb, rather unglamously, like face down. Twisted ankle. Yeah you can see an extra vein on my right ankle.
Conclusion: If you are trained not to fall(so as to score) in judo, you will forget your basics like falling on your back in real life.
-----shit shit shit. i'll caption the rest later. im late. im supposed to meet up with my fren/collegue.-----
---continued 1:15pm-------
This. ASS. Proudly displaying their stuff. What if they don't get it next year?
Damned sandfly bite. I got it from.. some mama shop.
Sometimes I really do wonder what they are thinking about.
Family? Or whether if that day is their last? Or nothing? Just viewing everything that goes by? Perhaps I would know when I reach that age. Perhaps I won't. Won't know, won't reach that age. Perhaps, mayhaps.
This is what it looks like when I'm outside talking on MSN to you guys. So be patient and all, it's kinda tedious if you were to tap each and every key on the virtual keyboard that measures like 2mm by 2mm.
It was raining. And these boys were like dancing some bangla thing. Around a soccer ball?
Whenever I see this, I feel weird. Like, some great unfairness in this world. Sometimes you wonder if you should help or otherwise, because it's like, are they so used to their own world? Do they need help at all? Can they visualize in their head what they perceive using their other 4 senses. Just like not all of us are psychic, what would it feel to have an extra 'organ' that can perceive other things, pick up strange things that we would term paranormal? We do not feel deprived now, do we, us lacking in the _other_ fields of perceptions? Just like the blind.
Thanks to the auntie who directed me to the bus, then the mrt station. I didn't manage to take a photo of her, but this is where we 'parted'.
I stood here everyday for 4 years. Now it's changed. It seems as though it's going to be converted to an underground station. Yea. The heat and all. All the memories.
Went out with tpm. Dinner at fish co. (I think they served something that I was slightly allegic to.
And then kingkong. which was THREE hours. which resulted in an additional thirty bucks. on taxi.
And decorations being taken down.
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