Crash Plang BOOM
Good day dear readers, want to know how much of bad luck you can get in one day? Well, here's how bad it is.
I woke up this morning with a slight headache, being low blood preasure, I experienced some two seconds blackout followed by an almost killing headache twice. Once when I climbed out of bed and once in the toilet. Well, I was supposed to wake up at four to study, but I forgot. I woke up at six. So... there goes. Luckily this isn't last minute studies, or I'll be dead.
Right before I go to school, stomach ache. Ouch. No big deal, just go to toilet lorrr... big business ma, easy easy.
Then as I reached school, I noticed that I've forgotten my ribbon (Yea, we have to wear ribbons on our pony tail, and well "Bamboo it please," says prefect in blue while I give her a black face.) Well, seems like all the prefects had run out of stock... they don't have RIBBONS. And I'm like some moron asking about in school, walking up to every prefect I see. At half past seven, I finally got one. Gah.
Exams. Now, the first objective paper, which I normally already don't do GREAT seems to be rather HARD. But I scraped through... and did okay. (Checked the answers with friends, didn't really make too much mistakes... hehe) After recess.. Ho Ho Ho Meeeerrryyy Doomsday!
What do I mean? ;p I practically CANNOT do the second paper. By the way, it's chemistry. There was one question which I don't know how to answer AT ALL, and there goes like 10 marks! But well, I am talented in crapping stuffs and making up my own theories... (Ceh, perasannya...) So no matter how bad it is, my paper is ALWAYS filled with scribbles and I always use up quite a lot of time. But I know that Chem 2 paper is officially gone. If I want to score, I'll have to aim for the experiment paper (Chem 3).
After school, I had plans to go to Plaza 138 to meet up Vivian for some choir stuffs, hoping, well, at least to sell a few tickets. I met up Pui Mun at KLCC's Putra Station and we walked there together. GUESS WHAT? She wasn't in. I called up the office a zillion times and no one picked up the phone. Ha Ha Ha. So me and Pui Mun thought, "Why don't we check at the reception?" and I said, "Okay, good idea." So we went into the dark creepy lift and it took us down to the second floor. The door opened and we walked out without second thoughts. The moment our eyes laid on the scene outside, we went numb, aproximately two minutes later, we went "WOHHHHH... so scary." The plaza was under renovation and every where was Zeee Zaaaa Zakkkk (People working around). We turned around quickly and pressed the lift's down button. IT WASN"T WORKING. "AHHHH... how?!" I asked, "Pressed the UP button and see!" Pui Mun shrieked. "AHHH, it's not WORKING!" I turned around and stuck my tongue out. "Go ask the guy!" I pointed at a worker and Pui Mun went up immediately. He smiled and pointed the way out... or to be exact, the way DOWN... we had to climb this twirling staircase with squeeky sounds and rusted steel before we finally reached to safe land. LAND!!! Lolx. "I'm NEVER going back in there again!" Pui Mun laughed.
We went back to KLCC, met up with Jason and Khai Shin before heading to MTC, checked out the hall that we were going to perform in a week's time and went back out around half an hour later. I decide to pay Mr.Frog a visit. And it was DARN unpleasant. He was just LCLY!!!!!!!!!!! OKay, don't want to talk about him. GAH GAH GAH.
Well, we then broke into two groups (Pui Mun and Jason, me and Khai Shin, they went around MTC sticking posters, me and Khai Shin headed to KLCC. When we reached the T-junction, the light was red and we crossed the road. Not realizing that they were little running engines that travels between the big engines, CRASH PLANG BOOM. I was knocked down by the motor. My immediate reaction was to move every single muscle and bone "Phew," all in a second. The next moment, I turn around, looked at the motorcyclist, who looked terrified before the 40+ year old chinese man scooted away. "Darn, plate number!" My head cried, but too late. Khai Shin, was shocked beyond words.
I thought everything was fine. But my right leg couldn't stand my body weight, and it was hell with every step I took. Finally got a cab, told Khai Shin not to worry, and I was off to Pantai Hospital. The cab-man was nice. :) Cheers to him. Called mom during that, she was of course scared and worried sick. But she came to the hospital immediately... I went to have my leg x-rayed, some time later, they told me I had a fraction in the middle of my foot, (third bone). "Yaiks..."
The specialist (doctor) came into the little emergency ward, and said, "Actually it's not a fraction. A fraction is a cut, half way or so. Yours is broken. YOu see, your bone broke off, but it is perfectly in place, not twisted, nothing. It'll grow back itself, it just needs time."
Uh-huh. What about concert next week?
Well, that's about it. I'm back at home now... typing away. Getting kinda lazy already. Oh, I even took a picture of myself with the cast... yea, I got a cast.
.
I woke up this morning with a slight headache, being low blood preasure, I experienced some two seconds blackout followed by an almost killing headache twice. Once when I climbed out of bed and once in the toilet. Well, I was supposed to wake up at four to study, but I forgot. I woke up at six. So... there goes. Luckily this isn't last minute studies, or I'll be dead.
Right before I go to school, stomach ache. Ouch. No big deal, just go to toilet lorrr... big business ma, easy easy.
Then as I reached school, I noticed that I've forgotten my ribbon (Yea, we have to wear ribbons on our pony tail, and well "Bamboo it please," says prefect in blue while I give her a black face.) Well, seems like all the prefects had run out of stock... they don't have RIBBONS. And I'm like some moron asking about in school, walking up to every prefect I see. At half past seven, I finally got one. Gah.
Exams. Now, the first objective paper, which I normally already don't do GREAT seems to be rather HARD. But I scraped through... and did okay. (Checked the answers with friends, didn't really make too much mistakes... hehe) After recess.. Ho Ho Ho Meeeerrryyy Doomsday!
What do I mean? ;p I practically CANNOT do the second paper. By the way, it's chemistry. There was one question which I don't know how to answer AT ALL, and there goes like 10 marks! But well, I am talented in crapping stuffs and making up my own theories... (Ceh, perasannya...) So no matter how bad it is, my paper is ALWAYS filled with scribbles and I always use up quite a lot of time. But I know that Chem 2 paper is officially gone. If I want to score, I'll have to aim for the experiment paper (Chem 3).
After school, I had plans to go to Plaza 138 to meet up Vivian for some choir stuffs, hoping, well, at least to sell a few tickets. I met up Pui Mun at KLCC's Putra Station and we walked there together. GUESS WHAT? She wasn't in. I called up the office a zillion times and no one picked up the phone. Ha Ha Ha. So me and Pui Mun thought, "Why don't we check at the reception?" and I said, "Okay, good idea." So we went into the dark creepy lift and it took us down to the second floor. The door opened and we walked out without second thoughts. The moment our eyes laid on the scene outside, we went numb, aproximately two minutes later, we went "WOHHHHH... so scary." The plaza was under renovation and every where was Zeee Zaaaa Zakkkk (People working around). We turned around quickly and pressed the lift's down button. IT WASN"T WORKING. "AHHHH... how?!" I asked, "Pressed the UP button and see!" Pui Mun shrieked. "AHHH, it's not WORKING!" I turned around and stuck my tongue out. "Go ask the guy!" I pointed at a worker and Pui Mun went up immediately. He smiled and pointed the way out... or to be exact, the way DOWN... we had to climb this twirling staircase with squeeky sounds and rusted steel before we finally reached to safe land. LAND!!! Lolx. "I'm NEVER going back in there again!" Pui Mun laughed.
We went back to KLCC, met up with Jason and Khai Shin before heading to MTC, checked out the hall that we were going to perform in a week's time and went back out around half an hour later. I decide to pay Mr.Frog a visit. And it was DARN unpleasant. He was just LCLY!!!!!!!!!!! OKay, don't want to talk about him. GAH GAH GAH.
Well, we then broke into two groups (Pui Mun and Jason, me and Khai Shin, they went around MTC sticking posters, me and Khai Shin headed to KLCC. When we reached the T-junction, the light was red and we crossed the road. Not realizing that they were little running engines that travels between the big engines, CRASH PLANG BOOM. I was knocked down by the motor. My immediate reaction was to move every single muscle and bone "Phew," all in a second. The next moment, I turn around, looked at the motorcyclist, who looked terrified before the 40+ year old chinese man scooted away. "Darn, plate number!" My head cried, but too late. Khai Shin, was shocked beyond words.
I thought everything was fine. But my right leg couldn't stand my body weight, and it was hell with every step I took. Finally got a cab, told Khai Shin not to worry, and I was off to Pantai Hospital. The cab-man was nice. :) Cheers to him. Called mom during that, she was of course scared and worried sick. But she came to the hospital immediately... I went to have my leg x-rayed, some time later, they told me I had a fraction in the middle of my foot, (third bone). "Yaiks..."
The specialist (doctor) came into the little emergency ward, and said, "Actually it's not a fraction. A fraction is a cut, half way or so. Yours is broken. YOu see, your bone broke off, but it is perfectly in place, not twisted, nothing. It'll grow back itself, it just needs time."
Uh-huh. What about concert next week?
Well, that's about it. I'm back at home now... typing away. Getting kinda lazy already. Oh, I even took a picture of myself with the cast... yea, I got a cast.
.
posted by JiaYing @ 7:11 PM
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