he turned, took the chance.

i attempted to block the shot with the stick. the shot went through, i think.

he followed through with his stick. and the next moment, i was on the ground.

hands covering my face.. i rolled on the floor. they thought i was just play acting. which i usually did, what to do? i attended drogba's diving course. lol.

only this time, it was real. the blood was real. the pain was there. nobody came.

realising that, they came to my attention. it was all so bloody. they thought i got hit in the eye, as the blood covered my eye. good grief. i am at a total lost, how bad was i hit? need stitches? scarred face? would i become the next harry potter? as they cleaned up my wound, they got a clearer view of extent of the injury. 2 separate small cuts, and i wondering why did the blood kept flowing out?

a messed up bandage dressing by john, SAF paramedic level 2 trained. i never really trust the SAF trained.. lol. anyway, its better than nothing. all those fluid lost and together with the skipped dinner, i became dizzy. the vision became blurred, green and dim. hey, who dimmed the lights? i told them, i was going to black out liao.. they dragged me out and send me to the nearest clinic.

everything back to normal, just without my participation.. i sat there, resting till it was time for supper..haha. never to miss having supper at "179".

just not my day, i guessed.