If you want to put me in hell you can...

...break all my nails. and I will for sure go devastated and insane.

My my my, my right index finger nail just broke 5 mins ago.
1/3 gone! Fuck. not 1/5, not 1/4, but 1/3... so close to be 1/2...!! Sorry I don't want to swear but I can't help. First of all, it hurt like f. and this is the MOST TERRIBLE break I have in my life. I mean it's been how long since i break my nail? and had never been this bad.

It must been 3 years at least. I remember when I was handling a hardcover book in my locker so happily because I was getting off school, I broke my right middle finger nail by 1/4, that moment, I promised myself I will never ever never again break any of my nails because I cannot afford to see the beautiful nails of mine getting shorter and shorter...

Since then I haven't break any of my nails (at least not painful ones, I did bent a few but not break!)


You might know...
I love my nails, they are the one single most proud "feature" I love of myelf! I have not many things that I am proud of (maybe my single eyelid eyes I'm actually pretty proud of)

Why is it that when I am so happy, I get off guard and relax, and then bad things happen to me.

Want to know the story about my left baby finger? On the beautiful evening when I was wearing my sparkling nails and silver dress and about to be this beautiful girl attending the gorgeous prom, there I was literally stepping out the door and bam, the windstorm door caught my baby finger nail and ouch, it break 1/4 of it. That was 7 years ago, that bother me quite alot, because it kind of sux and hurt for the whole night.

I can so tell many more story about my nails: how I used to bite on nails when I was kid (5 or 6 years old) and I am so regret now because I could have the even more beautiful long nail shapes of mine.... (I could have been a model I believe) when I was teenager, how I kept my nail long and nice and with beautiful nail polish, the next day almost certain, something would happen to my nails... sigh..

When in happy moments, I seems to be destine to kill the mood and things just doesn't stay happy... WHY?

Tonight I'm happy and relax, got home and felt tired and want to sleep because I did exercise and just about to grab a book to read and sleep then this happen... thank God, are you trying to "break my bones" again? Are you telling me something?