Time sure flies when you're working. haha. A few months ago, while I was "busy" lazing around at home, life seemed to moved at a much slower pace. Now, I kinda forgot how it felt like to just laze around like that, and it's only the first month of work!
Doesn't mean that I don't like working though. The thing is, I do like working. It's fun. Plus, I choose to ignore all negative perceptions of working. ;)

Recently I seem to be injuring myself a lot.
It's either I'm just not bothered about myself, or that I'm the no.1 Klutz. I think it's the mixture of both.Sigh.

At Tambun, I knocked my toe and got my toe-nail chipped off. It bled and 'till know I have to put a plaster on it 'cause if I don't I can't wear my shoes properly. It's painful when the broken nail accidentally gets caught on something.Dammit.

2 days ago, I got myself 2 paper cuts on the same finger. Both of it was on the left middle finger. Fantastic.
Then, while I was walking down some steps at the car park, I tripped and fell and scraped my knees 'causing a hole in my black slacks. Not only that, YESTERDAY, I got another cut. This time I'm not sure from what, but it's on my right middle finger. Still hurts abit.

When  I told my sis I fell at the car park, she laughed-out-loud and said "Didn't you feel EMBARASSED?!"

My answer : No.
You know why?
'Cause I fall all the time. I don't only fall while I'm wearing heels, I am also capable of tripping over nothing while I'm wearing slippers...in public. After a few times, I kinda gotten used to it and have developed a thick face. Learned the art of "falling and pretending nothing happened". =))