Please read the last *"I escaped death" message* if you haven't

Someone who thought I gave birth to a baby when reading "I was born about 1 month past the due date" part at the very bottom of my yesterday's message, sent a "Congratulations!" email to me.

Oh my Guts Ishimatsu!

It's me who was born! - this sounds weird(lol) That's about the time when I was born! Aww~!
:ponpon:

Also, it seems like some of you found it a bit surprising that I had been hit by trucks twice.

The second time was some time before my debut. I joined the track club though my school had no playground, so I had to go to Kinuta Park at a distance by bicycle. You know, I can't ride a bicycle~!! (lol)

On the day one of the club I learned that I had to ride a bicycle and found some dangerous roads like 246 were also on the route. I thought I would die for sure if I biked beside those roads on which heavy trucks and such drove like fury, so I rode on the back of the bicycle of a girl called Bonnie, standing on my legs.

Then just before we got to the park, my sneakers slipped.


. . . Huh? Why am I backing away from Bonnie's back?

THUDDDD! ! !

SCREEEECH! !
"Hikaru----!!! Oh My Guts Ishimatsu!" (Bonnie didn't say it actually)

"Hikaru-!!! Oh my god! Are you alright! Oh no!! You're bleeding!!!"

So, I ran for 2 hours in Kinuta Park, bleeding from both my elbows and both my knees, on the day one of the track club in a bright sunshine and green trees (I take this opportunity to apologize to the family on a picnic and dating couple who were surprised to see me. I'm sorry! Hehe)


Having learned from the day one experience, I borrowed my senior's bicycle ready to die, and tried to ride a bicycle on public roads for the !first! time. (Does it really mean I have learned from the experience?)

It's often said that children who can't swim become capable of swimming in fear of their life if they are pushed into a pool, and that's exactly the case for me.

The following are all my screams in my heart, unspoken:
"(Eeeeeeeek!! I feel the wind blast from cars in my cheeks!)" "(I, I'm gonna be killed!)" "(Dad and mom thank you for raising me up until today!)" "(Nooo! Here comes the turn! I don't know how to turn!)"

I barely managed to ride a bicycle with my hands in a cold sweat, almost slipped off the grip. Human potential, or life force, is just amazing - the moment I was about to cross the road thinking like that, a small truck struck me from the side like:

! ! POW ! !

Luckily I was undamaged, only my senior's bicycle got twisted up, but the driver ran away without checking my safety!
That hurts, that hurts a lot!
:ponpon:

(Later I apologized to my senior and paid for damage)

On that day I ran for 2 hours in Kinuta Park, briskly.

I really don't know if I'm lucky or unlucky, but anywayz I've gotta be more careful! It's often said that what happens twice will happen thrice, though . . . No! I gotta be positive! It's also often said that third time does it -

Does it mean I'll be dead next time?
Oh my Guts Ishimatsu! ( overuse)

I'll watch out for myself so that nothing will happen next time!!


I always put on some music without English or Japanese voices in the background while writing messages, and today I somehow chose Mozart's Requiem.

I played it just as I like it but it fits today's theme!


For your information, here is what I, who don't use "ponpon" in the real world but keep using "virtual ponpon" here, usually do when I'm angry:

"Ewwww. This sucks, I go home now! "

That's what I say.

It's my favorite lately and I get angry on my own for nothing just to say "This sucks, I go home now!"

Oh, time to go to work. Gotta get ready for it! I'm still in pajamas and haven't washed my face yet!