RAEVILLE

Thursday, December 14, 2006

My day was, as I imagined in the morning, to be a great day. I was going out mum, sister and maid to Midvalley for some X'mas shopping in the noon. Finally, I thought, a chance to get out of the house!

Little did I know that I was in for one very, very nasty surprise. Before I knew it, when I slammed my door shut at the valet parking service at Midvalley, I had actually pinned my right hand middle finger in the space between the car door, and the car. I slammed the car door shut on my finger, basically. Shut. Great emphasis on shut. The first thing I thought of was "WHY DOES MY ONE FINGER HURT SO BAD?". I hurried (ok, I panicked) to open the door, and that was when it began to hurt. Hurt big time. Geeeeeeez did it hurt.

Owwww :((
The bruise seems to be getting larger
and bluer. Or is it blacker?

I didn't break anything, thankfully. I didn't fracture anything either. I just ended up with one mega nasty bruise on my finger. The cup of ice I walked around Midvalley did wonders though. Thankfully, the door hit the part just before the first joint. Sighs. I hate this constant numbing sensation.

I am currently typing with nine fingers, to the opposed ten. My right index finger is going to be super fast by the time my middle heals. I can't be bothered to blog right now. I just wanted to, erm, just share this little experience with you.

I'm going to listen to music, stare at my downloads and wait for the damn painkiller to kick in.

I'm hungry :(
Literally, and for Grey's Anatomy.
Cheers.

& turned on the lights; 19:18

about me.

raelene. rae. roro.
eighteen years.
malaysian.
completed her final year of school at st caths, sydney.
is a musician, photographer and aspiring designer.
loves travelling, art, music, great food, clear blue skies, writing and ice-cream.
enjoys drowning in music, strumming random chords on the guitar, playing tennis,
finger-bashing it out on a game console and a bowl of curry laksa.
despises bad traffic, girls with long and fair faces with large contact-lensed eyes, bad food, mascara goop, hard pillows and hard beds.

raeville.

RAEVILLE came about some time in the year of 2001. or 2002. it's been so long that i've forgotten already.
it all started here (i doubt the link works anymore though), in a dodgy little blog page. then it moved to here. a year later, and we moved to better things, namely blogspot.

ps. raeville is best viewed on mozilla firefox. just because it's better :)

webcam.

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