Full detail of my little accident..

Since my mom was out,I had to buy bread.So I used the bike to get to the store.After I bought the bread,I decided to have a lil' adventure by strolling around Sungai Chua in my brother's bicycle.While going into a new area,I saw a small bridge that leads to my housing area.The small narrow bridge,had no railings,and under it was those kind of big drains you see next to shopping malls.I was tired and was feeling a little cocky,so I tried to cycle across with the bicycle.And plop! In I go.Then,the bicycle which was twice my size and weight fell on me.Then I hit my head on the concrete.I can't really seem to recall the point when I fell.It's like the lil' dizzy feeling followed by a blank and a scream from a woman.(she never did help me out anyway,God knows who she is..).When I regained my senses,I found myself pinned under the bike.Ok,I thought this wasn't supposed to happen to me.The bread i bought was still safe.I had one leg in the brown water.(connected to a local gerai with all that leftovers :'( ) and the left hand grazed and stained my fave shirt with all that blood.

I stood there dazed for awhile..waiting for an idea what to do.POP.1.Get outta the drain.So I begin to pull the bike off me(I didn't thought it was that heavy,but my arm was injured anyway) and rescued the Gardenia bread to safety.Then I walked around for awhile..climbing the pipe to get out.[YeOuch!!My Leg!!] I got outta drain,with my bicycle all shiny and nice parked down there.I didn't know what to do.I was having concusions and a big major strain on my left leg.It was only moments before I can't walk.Suddenly,after what seem hours,this Chinese in his mid-50s came along oblivious about my bleeding mess of my body.I had to call him in Chinese and get him to pity me by helping me get the bike out.He begin rambling and lecturing to be careful n' shit..then continued when I peddled away.I appriciate your gesture,thank you.Then I cycled away to my house.
I forced my brother to open the gates for me.When I broke the news to him,he looked me in the eye and said,"Is the bike broken?" I was so pissed of i had an undisputed fight.But hey,it WAS his bike,so I guess it's just a boy's thing..
Now I can't really walk and have a bandage on my arm when the graze was.Don't be surprised if you see me limping down the kajang streets with a bandage on my hand.Heck I might be using a stick/umbrella.(It's that bad).If It gets any worse,I'll have to go to hospital.But I do like the attention I'm getting.. :P[ouch! that stupid leg]