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ha! ive got a SHOCK of my LIFE today and im SO gonna blog bout' it.
fuck and scary, i say.

i was walking to the main road after work today.
as my center is located in a club, if you ever been to one,
you've to walk a certain distance to the main road.

was texting bby that ive just ended work and when i looked straight front ahead,
within split second, i saw an aged uncle fell down, just like that; some distance away.
i literally stood still, without moving.
when ive realised the uncle had fell down, i thought that it was just a normal fall with bruises.
thought that maybe i can just continue walking.
but hell no! standing still, i saw the uncle having difficulty standing up, trying to use as much strength as he could- with his head, limbs etc.
the poor uncle couldn't get up. i was like fuck, how?
for a moment, i just wanna continue walking but i know i simply can't.
i ran up to him, with a heavy shoulder bag, and lappy in my hands [HEAVY!] to check if he's alright.
he's mumbling and i couldnt hear.
i told him to lie down and not to move and i will get help.
when i managed to see his face, fuck, its bleeding.
BLOOD ON THE FLOOR WHERE HE FELL!
shitty and i know i can't possibly have the strength to help him out,
i ran to the club personnel, receptionist thingy,
and was catching my breath while telling this club uncle about it.
he was like, eh? then asked few qns, repeated myself and he turned to his colleagues.
luckily there's this younger guy who's there and after i told him,
he ran out of the counter and headed to the location.
i was walking back to the court and the club uncle [whom ive spoke to earlier] was jogging,
and i walked faster than him? lmao.
when the younger looking guy saw the injuries, shouted to the club uncle for a first aid kit.
he's still happily jogging towards the casualty and the guy looked pissed and shouted louder.
the club uncle u-turned back and headed for the first aid kit, i guess.
i approached them to see if they need any help, but the guy says its okay, they can handle it.
so i just walked away and headed to school.

on the way to school, i was thinking,
hey! im bloody a first aid trained personnel and why didnt i stay and help?
who knows if any of the club pple are trained in first aid or anyway?
at least im trained! but its childcare first-aid trained. its still FIRST AID TRAINED.
but on second thought, the trainer did not talk about what to do if the casualty's face is bleeding [except nosebleed].
we hafta lift the bleeding limb to avoid loss of blood.
am i supposed to tilt the head?
shit, im retarded.
luckily, i did not walk away.
who knows what may happen? he is around his 60s-70s i think?
fractured limbs or anything!
nobody may walk in and he might not hve been found.
hopefully, the uncle is well taken care of and had received the medical attention needed.
maybe i should called an ambulance? but what if those blood are just bruises?
to be exact, i didnt manage to get a good look on his injuries.
but for what i know, i saw a small puddle of blood on the floor!
OMGOMGOMG.
was bloody hell stun, shock, scared when i see the blood.
im like ALONE?! looked around and there's practically NO ONE!

should i be ashamed of myself that i did not help, given a first aider or be happy that ive managed to stay calm instead of fainting right beside the uncle?

i still can't believe it.

& school's getting better! with great companies, gorgeous ladies!
damn, they just enjoy disturbing me. o.O
when i told em' bout the accident, they gave me the omg face, ya trained?

&& im indeed first aid trained, not during my red cross days but just received training this year.
will scan the cert to prove!

loves, eli.