Casualty.
Cut my hand real bad ytd. To spare you all from the gross images, I shall only give you all a description:
I was trying to get this broken glass out when the jagged edges sliced a portion of my index finger. So now I have a 1-inch plus scar of which which the skin + flesh dangled off (flipping) when I tried to wash it. It's still attached to my finger tho, thank goodness.
But it kinda made me feel so useless that i teared abit during work. Sigh. Felt as though I'm making things worse and not helping at all, and there wasnt anything that I could do after cutting my finger too. Besides breaking more glasses, that is. =(
These few days have been kinda fun, and sometimes happening. Haven gotten to collaging the photos since I was trying to get the new template up. But soon!
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I guess it's nothing more than my imagination, and I dont think he has any time for me anyway. Kinda sad, with restricted freedom. I guess that's how traditional families work. But doesnt minus the fact that I feel sth. I hope he's really not the block of wood he insisted he is and do sth. =) Feels kinda good to have sth to put my mind on and distract me from thinking too much on other stuff.
Labels: me, pestie, rants
