Doctor

Yesterday I was looking at myself in the mirror and thinking how fugly the scar on my right knee is. How to wear shorts like that meh? Haha. Then today, I was browsing through my photos in my computer, and I felt warm all over while reminiscing the story behind my wounded knee.

We were hiking the canyon from the North Rim to the South Rim (please see Daphne Duck's blog for details haha), and all of us were carrying super heavy backpacks with all the essentials for our survival in our journey to the unknown. At some point I just got super tired, missed my balance and fell knee-first unto the dusty ground. When we reached the campsite, MK took out his first aid kit and nursed my wounds. I didn't even ask for it, he just did it spontaneously. Heeeeee=) I was so touched, and I was compelled to reach for my camera and take photos, coz I don't want ever want to forget these moments when I felt truly cared for.
















Thank you. =) *muacks*

Hah. If my doctor is as charming and good-looking as this everytime, I'd go and bruise my knee over and over again.

Kidding!

Love you John.=)