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Wednesday, August 17, 2005
Well, it's official, I HAVE BROKEN MY WRIST. YEAHH!!!!

As a real rythm rider, i dont have any fear and dash down the 2story ramp and ended up with a splash on the concrete floor. I fell on my left hand and ended up in this stage. At first, it was'nt really painful but a few min later, i could'nt feel my hand and it was swollen, it was all black at the wrist and i know it is a bad sign. I rushed to back home and went to a nearby clinic. Well, the doc said it's not very serious but I have to put some tight bandages on the palm and wrist. The Mean Machine was fine although it had a few scratches on it's frame and wheels. And that was the next chapter of "The Joy of being a Rythm Rider".

Well, NCC pop day is coming up and i am not ready to say gd bye to my Part D seniors, espcially the big man Kim and Shai ( i wish i can pao them into a pulp), as i have no one to spar with me anymore. How can i train my muscles and six packs without them, haiz another sad story is'nt it? Seriously, it feels bad to see the Part Ds leave and pass out. I can feel it well....

I SOLD MY LIFE FOR ROCK'N ROll, B****