apparently it did. and it was bleeding...i was hobbling throughout my room looking for plasters and whining to my mum and in the end, told her i'll call her back later coz i felt very sad. 

i found the plasters. but i'm still very sad. 

like how the hell did i of all things cut myself with my suitcase?!!!

oh well...i see the truth why my friends always say i am likely to hurt myself. 

i don't think it's a good revelation to have. plus the plasters feel weird on my toes. =[

i'm flying back to singapore. so i'm gonna give thanks to some people:

thanks harky and zoe for going out with me on saturday. and i had lots of fun. although i'm sorry to harky that i was going around looking for souvenirs and we didn't really get the chance to shop for ourselves. 

thanks to tim, tiana and ken for accompanying me to lunch and garden city today. i had lots of fun too!! and i'm glad i managed to go out with them to eat and walk around. 

thanks to pearlyn for driving me around to all the alcohol shops nearby, and thanks for being so patient, and thanks for simply everything. 

and thanks to all the rest that i've met and whom helped me this semester eg driving me, studying with me, shopping with me, talking crap with me...haha, i shall miss you guys so come online and chat with me. 

and for those in singapore, meet me. for those who might be going singapore, call me!! 

okay, that's it. i don't feel so sad about my toes anymore. i'm such a whiny brat. argh.

3x3eunt.