Rushed home today straight after the leadership meeting, dad suddenly needed me to get an invoice out for him before the afternoon when she comes over to collect it. In fact, he's not even here yet.

Never the less coming back. As per usual, walked back from the MRT station rather than taking the bus, I reached Choa Chu Kang slightly earlier than I had expected and could spare some time to save 45cents.

On the way past Keat Hong Playground, some CCKPS boy who was playing on the metallic hand bar at the Resting Huts near the playground fell of and hit the floor. And GG-ed his forearm. Went over and look, just pulled his ligament I realized, not that much of a big deal. So called his mom, told him to stay still and stayed with him and his friends while I hoped his wild Primary School friends won't kill him or his arm.

Staying there and talking to them, I've really developed a whole new view on Primary School kids.

Hell, Primary 6 and the dude can probably get a phD in languages.

Vulgar that is.

And there I sat for the whole hour from 3 to 4pm. O wells, it felt better than leaving him alone after falling off. Was quite a joke though, the bar he fell of was barely his own height.

I feel better now. (=