H e l l o L e O n

"The images of the person kept appearing in my mind yesterday when I closed my eyes, the face, the eyes, the smile, the hair kept apearing in my mind, I'm going crazy"

Just got home not long ago, this blog suppose to be sunday's blog but now it's past midnight. So just treat it as sunday's blog. Anyway, didn't sleep well today, felt something irritating my leg. I was too tired to bother with my leg and continuing sleeping until my mother came into my room in the morning and told me my bruises on my leg was swollen. I woke up to double check, the swell was bigger than yesterday.

I did not see a doctor but applied yellow solution to my leg. Hoping the swell be off in a few days. Actually suppose to meet my soccer buddies for a soccer practice this morning but I did not go. I did not dare to face them because I lost the soccer competition and one of my soccer buddies qualified for quarter final. It was one of most disappointed soccer display I ever displayed on saturday. My leg hurts but it's my pride that hurts the most.

During the evening, met up with my buddies, John, rUi, rOn, Daniel, Shaun, Bernard and Wai leong for a steamboat session in marina. It was actually to meet up with John as he went national service afew day ago. We talked about national service, BGR relationship, old days and etcs. I can't remember what we talked but we really enjoyed it except for one thing. I was really pissed off with wilson.

He is a bloody idiot (bloody to replace the word ****) ! He supposed to meet up with us too. He called me to tell me he will be coming late, I don't mind at all. So I called him to buy for me bandage and some medical stuffs for me before coming as my big bruise wound was opened. I was wearing jeans and the jeans kept on rubbing on leg, so the wound is opened. It was damn painful walking. Instead of buying all the medical stuffs for me and come later, he called John and say he is not coming. I didn't know until John told me that he is not coming and when i asked him did wilson buy me the bandage, John told me he didn't say anything. I can't understand why he cannot call me and explain to me. I tried to call him but no one pick up. In the end, I used a tissue to wipe off the dirty blood and walked slower. Thanks my buddies for helping me take foods, cook and serve me foods. If wilson ever read my blog, he better apologize to me. Now my swollen bruise is red and brown and disguesting and pain because of somebody.

Anyway I still enjoy my evening and night. Lesson learned, never wear jeans when you have a big wound.