neither black, nor white. just grey.

Wednesday, February 16, 2005

today........
a piece of glass cut the little pinkie on my right hand.
farken deep ok.

and without my pinkie i realised.
i couldnt do these things properly:

1. type
2. shampoo my hair
3. shave my legs.
4. wash my face.
5. do the dishes.
6. read (i use my eyes to read, but its hard flipping the pages.)
7. TYPE. (im in agony TYPING this post. but i wanna do it anway.)
8. pack my bed. yes its hard.

i now understand the importance of my pinkie finger.

lately, ive been horridly accident-prone.
within these past few days.

- i tumbled down a short flight of stairs. (in the middle of town.) the most embarrassing moment of my short insignificant life thus far.
- jabbed my toes into something countless of times. (pain ok)
- cut myself while shaving my legs. i really need that epilator.
- fell off my bed while sleeping. i havent done that in YEARS. YEARS mind you.

it hasnt been too good lately.
perhaps i need to change the fengshui of my room or something.
HEH. such nonsense.
i havent been blogging much about wonderful things that happened in my life.
ah well.
soon perhaps.
something good might come my way.