crashed and burned. well..almost!

on a hospital bed, with bandages around my abdomen and ouch it hurts to even type.
i hate hospitals.
they stink of detergent or bleach, whichever the nastier.
how to play frisbee now?
worst case scenario. i think i’d rather keel over than be in a hospital.

but fortunately i’m still in one piece, but i shld have thought of being less swollen headed before i said that ehhh??? +_+ sigh.
i’m good

i swear man, i was sooooo damn close to freaking out.
i would never ever everrrr forget the 21st of January 2008, 7.40 something in the morning, the left turning to jalan dungun.
if this is wat you meant by trading, God, you damn keng la.
the other dude was totally glaring daggers at me, ma hai. you think i really wanted to kiss your bumper that bad meh??
thank God no one else was around, i was a bowl of jelly, literally!
i think i just sat in all my classes with my mind floating somewhere out there.
but i’m really lucky i was talking to this guy, and he was saying something about calling the insurance, and the police and the yadayadayada… j-man said to just call someone more matured. HAHAHHAHAH
well thank goodness my brother and uncle weren’t pissed.
i think my uncle has like had 5 accidents in the past 6 months?
well… i guess this is just the norm for him already.

oh and this is why i hate HELP students.
*i don’t care if i take this back later on, if i don’t, i guess it proves my point*
this fucker just stood there and laughed.
bastard, i’d like to be at the scene when he crashes man.
macam puki, i don’t even know you +_+
but takpe, we let malicious people be malicious.
i am just gonna take a break from the wheel for now.

now how am i going to get around? =/