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Since Nick's parents had gone golfing, he was left to stayover at my house from Sunday to Monday. As usual, we did our random destructive things, did some pre-midnight cycling and plopped down comfortably to sleep. The 2 extra bikes we cycled over on had to be returned the next day to Nick's somehow.

So came to be that on Monday, i was down with some light sniffles, and decided to skip the morning of school for better purposes. The best time to make my appearance in school would be for the 2 afternoon lectures of Biology and Chemistry. Or should I say Bloodylogy and Chemisbleed?

While cycling down, my sling bag got caught under my bicycle seat. This was extremely irritating and i attempted to dislodge it with one hand while still steering the bike.

BIG MISTAKE (As if you couldn't tell from all the dramatic buildup)!

I slipped off the concrete curb into the grass patch nearby, and when i attempted to steer it back on, the bike wheel mis-aligned with the curb, skidded and POOF! I was left sprawled on the floor, bleeding from several places. The bike wasn't left unscathed either, and it was Bent like Matchbox 20.

Anyway, since i know all you people out there are erythrophiles (blood-lovers, toopid), here are some pictures to lick your chops at:


Knee balukoo. It's malu, too.
Ankle sore. It's tangled, hor?


At least this abrasion isn't somewhere more... important.
Well, no pain, no gain (of grossed-out expressions).



2 High EEs, 1 Low EE to... My Beautiful Life - PLP