That poor girl happens to be yours truly. On this very bad day (dated 01/06/07, Fri) we had band cleanup. AND we had to clean up the music rooms too...(why the MEP people cannot clean it themselves?!) and me, being the slack one, take one tissue paper and started wiping the piano vigorously. Guess what. The afore mentioned piano didn't take to well with such vigorous and meticulous cleaning, and gave me a scratch on my finger. Small but damn painful scratch. At the flesh at the fingernail of my right pinkie. Which, for some reason, spurted blood. (Gross i know, but that's the whole bloody point, pardon the pun.) But no matter. DODO to the rescue!!!! I grabbed a clean tissue (NOT the one which was full of dust) and started trying to stem the flow of blood, and as I am the world's slackest person, I took my own sweet time, even finding time to stagger around letting out body-racking coughs and clutching the blood-stained tissue to my mouth. "I'm dying I'm dying!!!!" I got alot of -.-" faces I tell you. Hmph. No sense of humour some people. Some people, like SARAH, even happily told me, "DIE LOR." *wails* HAHAHAHAHA...but, I admit, it was really really lame. Characteristic of the DODO la...sorry man...
;and the DODO has the final say.