the epitome of COOOL

Lucky to be alive

It could have been much worst. It really could.


I went to google images on open fractures. My case of a broken leg is really much less severe compared to those other unlucky bastards out there.

I complained alot when i had my first accident. I hate those scars and abrasion marks on my legs and hands. I don't feel norm anymore after that.

Then came the second accident. I said i wished i hadn't continue riding after the first accident.

It so funny how we humans only appreciate what we have until we've lost it. The simple act of taking things for granted.


I can't blame the woman for knocking me down. It all happened for a reason. I thank god for preserving my life and not turning me into a brinjal or cucumber. If i have to learn from this harsh lesson. Sobeit. It has already happened. No point looking back.


There is a good reason to be pissed with the doctors in Alexandra Hospital. They are part of a team. But they are each telling me different things. Maybe i've been way too polite to them. Cos i'm afraid they'll give me shitty treatment and even worst, make me feel more pain.

I really think the time has come to voice out my unhappiness towards the way i am receiving treatment. Too much bullshit and uncertainty going on.

I find it kind of funny ; I find it kind of sad.
The dreams in which im dying are the best i'd ever had.

Soon, its gonna be time to close this chapter for my life.



I just suddenly remembered how my ang moh neighbor once offered to show his dick for a 40 cents chuppa chups. Shameless beglain kid.









It been way too long since i last talked to you dear. See you soon :)

posted by Oli Chi @ 1:06 AM