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Friday, January 11, 2008

accident

was waiting for his phone call. i did received the phone call but only to hear some bad news. he was involved in an accident. my heart dropped. the ambulance attendant talked to me and said it was quite serious and heart dropped to the ground. i was so shock that i forgot to ask about the details like where it happened, to which hospital and so on so on.

informed the parents. i didn't cry. i've always considered myself as strong but apparently i am not. how strong can a person be? i didn't know about his condition. i didn't sleep well. was waiting for his call all night. he did call to update on his condition.

i was quite relieved to hear him laughing with the paramedic.

he went for an x-ray and found out that he suffered a bad fracture on his hand and had to go for a surgery.

he called in the morning. he was in pain. i cried. i couldn't take it anymore. i wish i was there.

"dun forget to eat later. dun think too much. i'll be fine."

he knows me at the back of his fingertips. knowing that i do not have the appetite to eat when i'm worried.

he said sorry. sorry cos we had to cancel our plans for the weekend.

i want to see him. badly. no updates about him so far.

i've informed some friends. the chicas so sweet. ayu sms-ed. ayul called. afah, being the kaisu one, she did both.

same question. are you ok? is he ok?

same answer. aku tak ok. emotionally. dia tak ok. physically.

sista called too.

who's to blame? no one.

it's just fated.

it's in the storyline....





'nuff said
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