Sunday, December 12, 2010

Just my luck.


YO YO YO WAZZZZZUP. back from camp! :D i've been fucking unlucky since the camp started. K I HATE FY3,no offense. Convent girls should be very proud of our school's toilet. Seriously, i would have died if i stayed in their toilet for 5 mins. Hmmm, ok yknow why unlucky? When i was gonna stand up from a bench in the school, just idk how the fuck my foot fucking scratched/knocked wtv on the leg of the bench. what kind of fuckery is this..... it bleed after a second it happened. and the FML LIFE STARTED. walked limping finding gauze and micropore. and this is how it looks like after 3 days
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k thks to agnes for idk what reason she put until
so bloody much yellow lotion-.-
oh yes, that's the wound on the third day. imagine on the first day. fresh blood and fresh flesh~fuyoooh. and the best part of the day izzz, fy3 ran out of water-.- how are we suppose to bathe. anyway the most gross part is, according to some of them, the taps in the toilets are so bloody low until those who have long hair, when you wash your hair, the hair touches the floor? -.- Now tell me how gross is that. Lucky us, when its our time to bathe which is at 12 plus midnight, totally ran out of water in the toilet. Then, me agnes mk and cheeyar went to mk's house and bathe! total bliss for then. even ate maggi before going back to the school. Oh did i even mention, THE FOOD FUCKING SUCK. LIKE REALLLY SUCK. EVEN WORSE THAN MINE I BET. i believe some of the ppl nearly choked to death of hair starting to fall after eating the food they cooked. too bloody spicy and too bloody salty. hello, salt is for free ah? -.-
Same goes for the second day, went back to mk's house and bathed and all. Dapao roti canai for all the other helpers. Canai party at 1.30am downstairs. HAHA. talked a while and then went back to the dorms at 2 plus nearly 3 am. slept till 6,supposed to wake up at 5.30 but wtv. and yeah, our dorms we sleeping at is at the highest floor, 4th floor. the time for me to take to walk up there with the stupid leg can be cmpared to a person walking up and down the same floor with me. my technique to bathe with the bloody and fleshy wound is wraped it with a plastic bag. yeh i did that.
leaving this thursday morning!!! :D
hope my leg will be fine soon before leaving :/
kkk.ciao. sorry got no photos,lazy
p.s:idk why the line in the first paragraph is like that



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