This is the 2nd day of the mishap. It has since ballooned to around double of this size.

"A bruise is a clot that is meant to protect the tender injury" said the pharmacist.
"It could be a fracture" said the nurse.
"I don't want an x-ray" I told the doctor.

*cheeky grin*

Friends come and go. Cherish them, for you don't know when you'll lose them.
Send an SMS to 10 random friends. See how many return with replies, and how many return with "Who's this?" True friends will call you to ask you directly if you have gone bonkers sending random smses.. (unless you're that sort).

I think what's most important to me right now, and I do believe is the same for many socialites, and individualists alike, is the need to be able to express yourself freely, being whoever you want to be, without having to really conform to anything.

Sometimes, a lion feels like its being trapped in a cat's cage, even though you feel like you're putting a cat in the wild.

This one's for Shidah, the Malay girl from SP whom I met at SIWW. (extreme right)