Do I have to answer to every single one of you? And for those of you keen to judge, I'm sick and tired. I don't even care what you guys say now. Yes he cheated and mishandled everything. Okay we're no longer together now. What else do you guys want me to do? Oh yeah I found out she's the driving-centre-bicycle who was often sent to the centre by different men. Does that make a difference? Those of you keen to find out what she looks like, go search facebook. She's the long-haired girl who NEVER smiles showing her teeth, and chances are wearing low-cut, spag-strap, or showing cleavage. I don't want her picture in my blog cos that just screams contamination. But I'll give you a link --> Click here.
Anyway, thanks for giving me the support and love and encouragement I need, from all those who supplied me with them. Love you all~
Just met with an accident. Lost consciousness halfway while riding. Thank god I was on lane 3, and I heard from the police that the person who called the police saw me suddenly fall and roll across the floor. When the police came they told me I had somehow already picked up my bike, put it on side stand, and was standing beside it. Thing was, I had absolutely zero recollection of the whole incident, and could only remember stuff from when I was inside the ambulance. I was alone when the accident occurred, thank god. A piece of flesh came off my left ankle, another deep abrasion on my left knee. Abrasions on my right knee, right ankle, and right torso as well. Bruising on my forehead probably caused by the fact that the visor broke and came off. Thank god I was wearing my thick pink woolly Adidas sweater and gloves. Saved my hands and the rest of my upper body. Jeans tore la, but hey, at least I was wearing them... Prolly the good thing was I called Nic after the incident (cos he lives nearby) and he helped me to the clinic, get dressing supplies, and sent me home. He was nice enough to buy me dinner just now as well.
Though really, the relationship thing was the last thing I could think of. In other words, I try not to think too much into it. Maybe it's fear, maybe it's something else...I don't know. All I know is I'm going to get my bike repaired, earn back my money, and try not to let this affect all the filming assignments I have on hand or the blogging assignments. I'll also need to send my laptop for repair cos the screen shattered upon my falling and rolling I guess. (I'm now blogging on the netbook.) What will my decision be regarding Nic? Don't ask. I'm constantly in a state of serious consideration. (Yes I knocked my head, but my helmet was great and I only had bruises so I CAN still think.) Don't even try talking me out of riding, because supposing I was driving today and I lost consciousness while driving, things could be worse because lost consciousness on the bike means throttle will be closed, but lost consciousness on the car may not mean the foot is off the accelerator. Food for thought.
First, I was cheated of money by an arsehole by the name of Win Chan, then came another one by the name of Michelle Koh who screwed up my relationship, of course aided by Nicholas himself, now this. All within one month. Does that mean life is just going to get better and better after this? You hit rock-bottom, there're only 2 ways to go - you either die (choi~) or you go up. I'm going up. I know many people who are willing to pull me up, and I will not act like I don't need them. I do, and I'm stretching out my hands... (even though my right torso hurts like freaking bad...)
I Will Survive,
*~Silver~*
Anyway, thanks for giving me the support and love and encouragement I need, from all those who supplied me with them. Love you all~
Just met with an accident. Lost consciousness halfway while riding. Thank god I was on lane 3, and I heard from the police that the person who called the police saw me suddenly fall and roll across the floor. When the police came they told me I had somehow already picked up my bike, put it on side stand, and was standing beside it. Thing was, I had absolutely zero recollection of the whole incident, and could only remember stuff from when I was inside the ambulance. I was alone when the accident occurred, thank god. A piece of flesh came off my left ankle, another deep abrasion on my left knee. Abrasions on my right knee, right ankle, and right torso as well. Bruising on my forehead probably caused by the fact that the visor broke and came off. Thank god I was wearing my thick pink woolly Adidas sweater and gloves. Saved my hands and the rest of my upper body. Jeans tore la, but hey, at least I was wearing them... Prolly the good thing was I called Nic after the incident (cos he lives nearby) and he helped me to the clinic, get dressing supplies, and sent me home. He was nice enough to buy me dinner just now as well.
Though really, the relationship thing was the last thing I could think of. In other words, I try not to think too much into it. Maybe it's fear, maybe it's something else...I don't know. All I know is I'm going to get my bike repaired, earn back my money, and try not to let this affect all the filming assignments I have on hand or the blogging assignments. I'll also need to send my laptop for repair cos the screen shattered upon my falling and rolling I guess. (I'm now blogging on the netbook.) What will my decision be regarding Nic? Don't ask. I'm constantly in a state of serious consideration. (Yes I knocked my head, but my helmet was great and I only had bruises so I CAN still think.) Don't even try talking me out of riding, because supposing I was driving today and I lost consciousness while driving, things could be worse because lost consciousness on the bike means throttle will be closed, but lost consciousness on the car may not mean the foot is off the accelerator. Food for thought.
First, I was cheated of money by an arsehole by the name of Win Chan, then came another one by the name of Michelle Koh who screwed up my relationship, of course aided by Nicholas himself, now this. All within one month. Does that mean life is just going to get better and better after this? You hit rock-bottom, there're only 2 ways to go - you either die (choi~) or you go up. I'm going up. I know many people who are willing to pull me up, and I will not act like I don't need them. I do, and I'm stretching out my hands... (even though my right torso hurts like freaking bad...)
I Will Survive,
*~Silver~*
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