Bleh!! Did something stupid... Cut my knee while I was shaving my legs... Super big cut... The blood was flowing non-stop and it hurt like hell when I tried to wash off the remaining shaving gel... Now I have a plaster on my knee... How ugly is tt?
Reported this stupid incident to Alan and he was like " u cut my heart too, can u please take greater care of urself? Looks like I have to take care of u, it's already 3 so go nap, will wake u up at 7..."
Why is he so sweet?? My aloofness and non-chalance comes down when I drink and this, he has seen for himself already but I am afraid I will lose it too even when I am sober and clear in the head... Damn, what happened to my independence? Reporting a cut knee to him?? What was I thinking?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!
And to think I almost joined him and his family for his sister's birthday dinner... I have a legitimate reason for not going, cheerleading...
P.S: Actually I felt weird calling him Ah-Gong again... Came out sounding a little forced, not natural... Manz, I can do this...
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