Bby watched Good Luck Chuck and has said Jessica Alba reminds him of me.

Yes. I'm always injuring myself. Bumping into things. Tripping over myself. Cutting myself.  

Let me bring you through a reenactment of what happened this morning:

I was late for work. (Ya ya. We all know. The usual. What's new?) Bby would usually drive me but he had to head off for work earlier than me. So~ Little Miss Late had to make her way to work on her own. 'Smart' enough, she took the train.

Got off at Dhouby Ghout to switch over from the North East Line to the North South Line. I was the first out of the train when we reached Dhouby Ghout. And I was the first on the escalator.

I hate standing on waiting for the stair to reach the top so I usual climb.

While doing my usual climb, my flip flops tripped over one step and made me shove my toe towards the second step and into one of the jagged teeth edges of the stair. Boy did that hurt. But that didn't fail me from feeling that my pride and my glamorous image would be worse off. (I was the 1st, it was peak hour. Tell me that NOBODY was standing behind me?)

So to avoid being seen, I picked up my speed and climbed faster. Only to trip on the stairs again and fling my toe, yes, same spot, towards another jagged tooth edge stair.

Yes. Double OW~

I look down and it looks like all is okay. Just a little dirt from the stairs smudged on the toe. I continue to make my way to the other side of the train station. Not wanting others to spot me.

I reach the other side and await for my train. contemplating if I shouls kneel down and take a look at my toe but worry with fear that people might recognize me if I do so and think "Oh! so it was she who was the klutz." so i pretend like nothing happened and just wait for my train.

I reach the office all covered in sweat dued to the extremly 'perfect' weather and plop down on my seat. Take out my baby wipes and wipe away the smudge.

Yes. Smudge. If only it was a smudge. I turned out to be clotted blood trying to ooze it's way out of my toe! Eww~

The only way to cure such was to poke it and break it.

Okay. I shall spare you with that i did after (pm me if you really wanna know the full details) but it hasn't healed yet.

Know why? cos Little Miss Klutz keeps hitting it against something. You name it i've bumped it. the door, the floor, the blah and blah...yeah yeah yeah...wateva. laugh away.

sigh~