anyway, a lot of things are forbidden so......i must uphold and maintain discipline at all times. but, the funny thing is, on the morning of the first day of puasa, as i was using my sister's computer, i stumbled upon a deck of cards. poker cards lah. then my sister asked, 'Do you know how to play the cards?'
inadvertently, i taught my sister the rules of several card games; poker, blackjack, daidee. but i reckon she would forget today. so in any case, fruitless effort. my room aircon was still on, and as i was lying on my bed, i fell asleep at about 10am. i woke up at about 4pm. unintended sleep that was. i don't know about today. its only 8am.
yesterday night, right down below at the bus stop adjacent to my block, at approximately 10pm to 11pm, there was an accident. there was a bus, a pedestrian and 2 cyclist. the first thing i noticed was a quite an audible 'CRRAAASSSHHHH' as i was listening to music with headphones. at first i dismissed the sound. but as 5 minutes went by, the bus that stopped 5 minutes ago still was stationary at the bus stop. its engine was on and i heard no beeps of the EZ-link card reader unit. so i had suspected that something had happened. i rushed to the main window.
there was a bicycle on the floor, a bus that stopped too close to the bus stop and a man sitting on the pavement which i believe was bleeding. there was a pool of blood beneath the man. so i told my dad who happened to be awake. he took a look and rushed down to see what's happening. well since he used to be in the Civil Defence. thought maybe he could help a bit.
i took a few pics nonetheless.
its not such a quality photo but you get the picture.
the 2 ladies in white there were witnesses i suppose until the ambulance and police arrived.
apparently, from what it may look like, no, the man wasn't knocked off his bike by a bus judging the fallen position of the bike and the way the man was seated on the pavement. there were 2 bikes, another one to the left of the one in the picture.
the fella who got hit was an indian. poor guy. my dad told what happened after he got back up. seems that it was the cyclist who had crashed into the indian man alighting from the front doors of the bus. and i was right!!!!! wahahahah. analytical thinking. whatever.
the pool of blood near the front doors. gruesome. but cool!!
i suppose that was a sideshow. so apart from it, what does this teach you?
don't only look left and right when crossing the road, go down from bus also must look ah!!
later kena the hit the bicycle or worse, those bicycles with motor. thank LTA that they are not allowed to roam freely.
right this moment, i'm experiencing mind lag. guess what time i slept. 3am. woke up at 4am. how uncool. brain or mind lag. i'm going to shutdown at like 9am. so until then, enjoy the day.
it rained a bit. romantic rain eh?
chaarrrrr leeeeeeeneeeeeeee.
i'm going to sleep with the most beautiful girl in the world. =)
not literally. damn. tsk. oh forget i said anything.
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