Tuesday, August 22, 2006
Call It Bad Karma.
(NOTE: Black spots on palm = marker ink. NOT MOLES.)
Cant see what it is? Take another look from a different angle.
Yes, it's a cut. Ironically, it was the middle finger. Guess that's what you call Karma, for me spamming the use of my middle finger. LOLS. Got cut when i decided to crush my empty can of Mountain Dew before dumping it into the litter bin on the way to the bus stop outside school. The can gave way, and my finger got in the way. -_-! Decided to go to the washroom at the hawker centre which was conveniently located behind the bus stop, but the damn bus came. So I had to wait till I got home before I could clean the wound.
On the bus...
Les: *inspects wound* "I think it cut 4 layers of skin."
Chien: "Suay."
Miraculously, I dont feel any pain from the wound, despite the depth of the cut.
And behold! The wound re-opened after I had it washed. -_-!
So I learnt one thing today. No more profanity/rude hand gestures for Les. Unless, and I mean UNLESS, absolutely necessary. :D
3/4 the class turned up for school today. Was a better figure than expected. O.o
It's difficult to get any homework done when you have distractions in the surroundings. EXAMPLE:
Noisy dog at home.
Not to mention the neighbour's crazy maid who keeps imitating the dog's bark. Nor the irritating neighbour's kid who
Thy Sins be Cleansed.
6:32 PM
