so paiseh i could kill myself

did i ever tell you that Out by Natsuo Kirino is a great read? crime novel about a battered wife killing her husband with dire aftermath.

almost as nice as james patterson.

so was reading on the train this morning, and still reading when i exited at tanjong pagar, waited a while for the crowd to disperse, up the escalator, through the fare-gate - i was still reading.

well the crowds must have been different today because i ended up knocking into the glass panel door at the train station.

it's not as bad as you would have imagined, i can assure you. what happened was that my book spine connected (rather heavily due to me walking a bit fast) with the door hinge and i reacted. it wasn't like a wham bang thing. any second slower i would have injured my pretty face and become the laughingstock of tanjong pagar mrt.

today's not the first time it's happened though. the last couple times were at dover mrt. i really ought to stop reading once i get off the train.

4 Responses to “so paiseh i could kill myself”

  1. # Blogger peiwen

    nooo... thank god nobody i knew was there...

    remember when i fell at the junction outside Heeren? that was worse. =S  

  2. # Blogger None

    Reading is good and fun!!  

  3. # Anonymous Anonymous

    Haha...didn't anyone tell you to watch where you are walking?

    Hugz,
    BOSS  

  4. # Blogger peiwen

    ah 9: haha, yes til something like this happens.

    ah boss: y would a stranger tell me to "watch where i'm going"? would you warn someone if they were about to hit a wall? i wouldn't. haha :)  

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