Besides all the Happy Happenings with the Lims, personally I have a few not-so-happy happenings with myself.
20 Sept 2009:
I fell into the drain outside my house, scratched the back of my right thigh but thank god I was wearing long pants, so it didn't bleed. But there was a wound on my right palm, which I do not have any picture to show.
26 Sept 2009:
First was this, the night after my sister's actual wedding day, I had this small little scratch from my darling Jack Jack when he was happily jumping around playing with me :) It was a very small scratch, but it turned out to be quite a big bruise after one day, so I decided to visit the clinic for a jab.

So here was the jab =_+

28 Sept 2009:
Then the second one came two days after, when my kitchen glass at the new house needed a change. The glass was not properly mended before house warming, but it was unnoticable, so due to time constraint, the contractor can only change it after house warming, and being the one with most free time at home, I was required to supervise the process.
So what happened was they had to break the glass, and replace it with a new one. I thought it was hot so I wanted to on the fan for them, without realising they actually placed those broken glasses (which were put inside a pale) underneath the switch, tah dah~~ got cut, and that cut was actually feeling-less. It was too sharp to feel anything at that instant, but the bleeding was bad. I was alone after they left and I was having a manual car that day, so I was not able to drive myself to the clinic by then. Plaster was what I used :) I only visited the clinic after 24 hours, that saved me the stitches, but is going to leave me a scar. Sobx.

So the puppy's bite plus the glass cut, it became like this. Did I mention both happened to my left leg?

12 October 2009:
This happened just two hours ago, and is what made me feel like expressing myself here. =_+ Because I beh Tahan liao~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ lols....
How the hell can a needle broke inside my wrist??
You can't see anything here right? Because it went inside without a sign :S

Too bad they threw the needle too quick after the 'small' operation, here is what was left at home :S Half of the needle that went in was about 2.5 cm long.
What happened was, I didn't know my dear sister left a needle poking the towel because she did a little sewing before that, so I took my towel to wipe my hand after washing, and it was those normal wiping gesture where you rub your hands with a towel. I didn't feel anything but heard a broken needle, it happened so quick that the next thing I felt was a broken needle inside, and I could only see the other half that was with the thread. =_+

Silly question I asked: 'Should I go to the clinic now??' :s
I hate going to clinic, but I knew I needed to.
I was not brave enough to witness the whole process of how the doctor took the needle out, but I could only feel he was doing it. =_+ I was basically putting my head lying on the bed when he did it, and when he asked to see the needle he took out, plus that little hole he digged, I almost fainted :s :s Sobx!!! And I puked after came out from the room =_+
Yeap, so I had my first stitch in my life, and I hope I won't have the second one. * pray pray *

Next on is to go to the clinic again two days after this for 'cuci luka' , and then take off the stitch in a week's time.
OH DEAR LORD, PLEASE GIVE ME THE POWER TO STAY ON!!!
Lols.. It amazing how it happened, but I thank god that this is what happened and not anything more serious :)