I'm sure every kid had been through pranks be it being the planner or the subject of the prank. At times, the joke is funny yet endangering to other's well-being. But its all done in jest with no ill intentions. No kid has the capability to hate a playmate to the extent of causing grievous harm. But sometimes these jokes turn out disastrous & in serious cases, permanent mark is left.

The baby's mom said a kid got admitted in hospital today. He's paralysed from waist down. All becuase his classmate pulled his chair & he fell on the floor. It won't have been that serious had he been slightly fleshier around the butt. Unfortunately that boy's skinny like a monkey. The immediate impact creaked his spine. If he wasn't conscious when it happened the pain may get him but he screamed all the way into the operation theatre. I can't imagine the pain. & having to know you'll never walk again when you excel at sprinting. Geez.

I've been through my fair share of pranks. I'm those sad cases. I'm always the subject. Pathetic girl. The first serious one was me falling off my bike coz my bro decided to bump me off the bike trail. Scraped both my knees and screamed my way home(we were at the garden just below my flat). The second was my bro slamming the door on me. We were playing catching and the doorknob caught me in the eyebrow. It's the only permanent scar I have to show till now.

The last but most significant time was the worst of all. I still remember it was spring cleaning for Chinese New Year. My mom moved all the furniture from the rooms to the living room. Amongst these was a glass top coffee table. Since my bro & I were bored shitless, we ran round the whole house. Eventually we climbed unto the sofa and jumped from sofa to tables to cabinets to the *gasp* glass table. Being the Jiejie means I take the lead. So the unsuspecting me jumped onto the table and my left leg went through the glass easily. It's exactly like those Jackie Chan fighting when they fall on glass tops. the glass cut me from my heels up to my knees. This time it took me quite some time to reaction. Firstly I was shocked into the pain. Secondly, I worry my mom would whipped me if I let loose on my wails. Thirdly, I've just created more work for her.

AhMa saw the blood pooling and shouted for my mom. Only then did I let loose with my screams. I have aphobia for blood for starters. I have an even huge phobia for pain. These two combine & I'll scream down the area. That time my dad grabbed me when my AhMa picked out the glass pieces stuck in my flesh. That's bloody disgusting and I shuddered when I think of it. Thank god my marks are left on me thanks to AhMa's mi fang!

The subsequent landmark injuries were self inflicted. Another permanent scar will be the pencil lead stuck forever on my right forefinger. My dad bought me a new pencil. It was all the rage to buy those pencils of jointed leads. So I absolutely had to have one of mine, only to lodge it in my fingers. I only know I had more than one stuck in my flesh that day. & that once again, it was my AhMa who dug out all the leads except for one. But I guess its fine now. Its visible but the skin grew over it. So the colour's grey. I try not to look at it as far as possible.

Then there's the all time skin peeling. Frankly, I no longer feel the pain in my right forefinger. Could it be the lead? Or is it coz it bleeds every other day? It bleeds but doesn't hurt. The sensory system is spoilt. & I'm only 18. How to keep at it for my life time?

Two other significant falls happened in both secondary school. First was a fall down the stairs. That's only bruises on the butt and back. Lucky I'm fleshy. Big butt you know *winkz* = sexy ass. Yea. Then the next was a slide down my front on siglap hill. Once again, I'm lucky I have big boobs. Cushion the fall. Really! Nothing on my face only for a cut lip and scrapped both knees. I must have looked like those ugly Stephen Chow ladies with the blood down my chin. Yucks!

& that concludes my majesty falls in my lifetime(for now la). When I drive, I worry about my metal shell. Coz at least I have my boobs and ass to fall back on you know. The metal has to carry all the heavy flesh around. Oh man...when I drive...