i was lying in bed and i realized that i spent most of my childhood days picking myself off the ground. honestly, i really fall down ALOT of times. so since my blog is pretty empty, i thot i'll create a post on my top 3 falls, as stated in the above title. i had to crack my brain and clear alot of cobwebs to remember some of these painful memories. ):

in third place !
i think i was 8 or 9. i was still having my religious classes at the amk mosque. the class was on the third floor and when it was time to go home, i rushed out, joining the throes of other kids in their haste to get home too. usually, grandma fetches me home. i hoped she fetched me today so we could go A&W at the back and playground right after. if my granddad picked me up, it was straight home.
so i skipped down the stairs, happily thinking of the root beer floats. then suddenly i was the bottom of the stairs. there was a niggling thought at the back of my head that was asking how did i get to the ground floor so fast. but like i said, it was niggling so i happily walked across the courtyard, wiping a trail of sweat that threatened to go into my eye. then people were staring at me and my grandma screamed. she ran to me, clutched my face, screamed god's name like he was going to come down and placed his holy hand on my forehead and heal everything. unfortunately, despite being at a mosque, god didnt descend from the high heavens. i was whisked into a taxi and driven to my family doctor. honestly, i didnt feel the pain. grandma cried, looked at my forehead, cried some more, whispered god's name over and over again with the occasional mention of my name mixed in.
apparently, i was bleeding a lot. i even got a head xray. but thats about it that i remember. HAHA. some bad memories just cant be dug out.

in second place!
i was nine years old because i remember mr dennis tuan as my form teacher. we were having PE. well, actually just running around a bunch of cars at the staff carpark. then i was out of breath so i bent over to catch my breath then next thing i saw was the tyre of some car right at my face. someone had pushed me and i knew exactly who was it. that lowdown, yellow-bellied snake. this time, i could feel the pain, searing and burning my right knee. the skin was scraped off totally. my PE teacher brought me to the general office (a place i frequent due to my many falls.) and they poured iodine on it and gauze. my mom and grandma fetched me with grandma in tears. my mom has kinda resigned to the fate that her youngest daughter was destined to fall alot of times. she used to call me a clumsy horse, since i was born in the year of the horse.
anyways, my mom sounded the stupid boy's mother who shrugged and said, "boys will be boys." at that moment, i was thinking that's all she said? right now, im thinking that some characters just runs in the family.
then after a few days, i had started to limp. because of the immense pain, i didnt want to move my leg so much. so all the muscles are tensed and my grandma called my regular masseuse, yes i have one. he's a dr but stopped practicing to do massage. hes very used to me coming all the time. he painfully massage all the muscles and i was crying all the time. then just when i think the torture it was over, he got my mom to hold on my hands and my grandma my legs. then he poured axe oil on my open wound!
OMG! i think i fainted. cause i dont remember anything else. i still have the scar, though.


i'll do the first place, later. my lappie is hanging. (: