*Confessions*
{Saturday, January 31, 2009 @ 12:27 AM}
Honestly, witnessing a real human falling from the 7th storey and looking at blood gushing from her skull is not exactly the same as what you experience when you're watching..hmmm...lets say..
CSI or any of quentin tarantino movies.your breathing gets heavy.your mind just wants to believe that everything that's happening around you is not real.you're cursing cause the ambulance was late...even though deep down you knew that she was gone.no matter how many times you call out.
no matter how you want to try to save someone.
it's as if it was better that you weren't there.
you know.. so that you don't have to deal with the after-trauma.
bedok police station was an experience.
cool place.. CID's running around everywhere.
but the other dudes at the reception and counters are not as welcoming as you might assume they would be.
nonetheless, gave my statement and
left.and the best part about it... if there's a lead in the investigation...
another statement. -_-
but soon after that, over to yenyen's to paint
her room.
soft lavender.
i agree with her mum though.
much much brighter and optimistic feeling to the whole room now.
yes yes.. clean and neat. :)
and to end the day on bitter note, we saw a cat that had to drag itself everywhere it went.
cause the back hind legs are both damaged.
the damn agony.he was dragging himself away when we approached him.
couldn't bring myself to look any point further beyond that.
i just hope that it was a freak of nature that he ends up in that state.
not
man-made.its not cool to lose your life over simple chores like cleaning the window or retrieving bamboo poles. do be conscious alright homosapians?
