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Tuesday, September 27, 2005
oh no !! i have this ugly scar + bump on my forehead now. i was washing the girls toilet just now.(a.k.a master bed room's toilet. only GIRLS use master bedroom's toilet. as for GUYS, they use the toilet outside i set the rules.) okok. DO NOT side track.
yes. i was squating down on the soapy floor on my poor 'alkaline exposed feet', cleaning the walls of the 'showering' section of the toilet. i wanted to go higher (i was cleaning the lower part of that particular face of wall you see,) so i stood up. i WAS NOT aware of that _________tap located in the middle of the wall.
(use whatever word you want, to fill in the blank. but not too vulger pls. the word fucking is fine with me though. : X ) PA !!!!!!!! that tap planted a bump on my forehead. : '' (
i felt a little giddy. too shock to react to anything then. soon, i felt my tears trickling down my cheeks. i called my mother and told her about it. i weeped into the phone. my mother laughed and laughed at me. mommy: y you so careless?(laughed at the same time. i heard my father's laughter also.)
me: i also dont know. (cried at the same time.) *i touched the wound again. i saw some red on my finger. i realised it started bleeding.* me: mommy !! got blood now.. waaaaaa~
*she stopped laughing.*
mommy: huh? very serious ar?dont cry la. i buy zambak back for you ok? dont wash the toilet already. i'll wash it when i come back ok?
*zambak, is the well known cream that treats bumps, blue black, insect bites etc. by all MOMMIES!! *
me: ok.. come back faster can?
as soon as i hung up the phone, i rushed into my room to search for the existance of any plasters. and i found the yellow plaster with repeated animal prints, christine gave me the other time when i complained of blisters on my heels. i stuck it on and return to wash my toilet again.wahahahaha...the pain was seriously unbearable. even when i touch it now. : ''' ( | 
