25 January 2007

I BROKE MY TOE

In an attempt to stop my mum and dad from quarreling....... I KICK THE BUCKET

Ok that is too exaggerating.... but just as my mum and dad were quarreling as usual, i kick the stool(heavy type) over 2 metres, there came silence. Initially, i felt a sharp pain in my toe but i thought it was the toe nail that is causing the pain and i am still in the midst of stopping the quarrel so i didnt care about it. After cutting my toe nail, i thought everything is gonna be fine. After several hours in front of my pc(routine), i walk up to take my bath then i realize i am walking like a penguin.

Earlier on this morning, i was on my way to work and my flu plague me for the whole train trip.(sneezing all the way) AND i finally stand it no more. Alighted at farrer park,began my search for a toilet, walked for about 15 mins and i found it -.-!

If that is not enough, i had enough.

Lesson for the day(A stool is not a football.)

JINXED,

Stephen

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