Kissonyou

Had a great time tday! 

Thanks babes.

Shall blog about tday, some other day.

Because there's something I die die have to blog tday.

Was going home and it was raining.

Typical me, don't like to bring umbrella and loves to walk in the rain.

So I did. 

Then, this guy, came over to pass me his umbrella, I "gey kiang" say don't need and smile back to him. Then he insisted, but I don't want to.

So, I ran across the road (not walk because there was nothing troubling me and my bag not waterproof-.-) So, I fell at stonemented, my skin came off, I got up and ran into shelter, I fell again.

I got up on my own.

Blood flowed out, like so much seriously, then everyone was looking at me. 

I continued walking.

Telling myself that I am strong.

(OF COURSE!)
*looks up proudly*

Many people came and asked me if I was ok, some wanted to pass me their handkerchief but I didn't accept. Then, just nice dad called. 

Then I cried. And on the way back, he was telling me that I didn't change at all, telling me that everytime I fall, I would cry, then told me what happened when I was three.

My injury hurt, but it's ok, it didn't hurt as much as what I've gone through last year, so this, is nothing compared to what I've gone through.