Been there, broke that

hey waddap!!!!!
this really feels weird.....Why?
one,...Neva written a blog b4 in my whole life
two,...I broke my hand four months ago but I'm only gonna talk bout it now
three,......Yeah...That's a bout it....
sorry bout all the dots but..................It's not that I have nothing to say but.....Rather where to start...
well, if you've noticed....I have a huge scar on my right hand....
no I didn't cut myself....and no, its not a tattoo
those are surgery scars
its was about four months ago....
after bk class(bible knowledge),

we, as in me, Tim, ray, and another few, decided to go kick the ball...

so yeah,...It was fun....kicking around, passing the ball to each other....

then,..the pace of the game started to pick up...Tim started to show off some of his dribbling skills...termaklumlah got girls,....thanks goodness David wasn't there...If not he might have broken both his hands!!!hehe....jk

yeah...so then we started chasing the ball...Tim passed the ball to ray....I stopped and watch....it was ray's turn... dribble here, dribble there....I was tired of seeing them being so selfish... I wanted to show off to the girls too!!!!! hehe... jk again.... so I started chasing after the ball.... he ran with the ball away from me.... I kept on chasing... and just when I was about to snatch the ball from him,..ray stopped holding the ball with his foot of course... well here is where it gets nasty...

I was too fat then... I mean fast... that I couldn't stop myself... inersia(physics)... so I tried avoiding ray..by not 'langgar'ing him.. however, my leg din think likewise... it kept going and hooked unto ray's firm legs... I fell hard..... BOOM!!!!!

yeah,...so I got up....think that everything was going to be okay....looked down at my hand and had the shock of my life!!! ... no blood.... no scratch... just...just...ready for this?... just shorter!!! when I say short....I mean short.....it was like half the size of my other hand!!!! all around me....ppl were asking how was I.... it was a hard fall.... they all looked at my 'cacat'ed hand....short as eva.... I asked whether it was broken... Imagine that...I had to ask..How dumb do I get?... the ray and Tim came along and convinced me that it wasn't broken.... ohw the relief....so I got up and tried streching my hand... PAIN!!! then Pan, my good buddy, came to see....

"Ooi!!!! what happened?!!!! OMG!!!!! broken!!!!!! quick get teacher!!!!"

now then...and only then I began feeling the pain.....ouch

and then a hero came along....andrea's dad... he volunteered to send poor me to the hospital....what a nice man....but all the way in the car... i was complaining and blaming myself coz... our sch band were to perform the next day....Bummer... and i really wanted to play...

and so at the hospital....most of my friends from the class came to see.....how nice...

so i just laid down on my bed till they had all the things done....so annoying man!!!! they pushed me all around!!! then...after i've made my appointment for the operation...i went to the ward...so hot and darty...

the next day.....had my operation...they stuck two pieces of metal rods in me...TWO!!!!! Two pieces of metal, 8 screws and 26 terrifying stiches!!!! i thought it was over..but NO...had to stay in the hospital for another 3 days....so panas in the hospital la...yeah....

so got back and life goes on.....

btw, ray brought the ball and made me trip but I do NOT...I repeat...I do NOT blame him....