Hmm…had a sudden decision to change my Blog Title to “Banana Bonkers”….why? “Little Miss Accident Prone” sounds abit depressing. I mean, how can anyone be happy when you think of the name “Miss Accident Prone”. It sounds miserable. Though, Yes! I am indeed full of accidents. More often than not, I will trip on my own foot or tracks, carelessly bump my head somewhere not likely for others to reach, or else I would unintentionally leave my hands or arms somewhere behind, and they’d be crashed or smacked into by something. Its like my limbs or body having a mind of its own, or more so, having NO MIND at all. I would be totally unaware of where I would put my limbs in. I’d walk through a LARGE doorway, and not be aware of how close the doorway or a pillar is to my shoulders or arms, “SMACK!” I would not realise until it hurts! FOOL! CARELESS! Yeah you can call me that.

I have been accident prone for 26years now, and still counting.

Besides being hazardous to myself, I am also quite a hazard to others or my surrounding. Breaking things, spilling drinks and soup, or even spilling half a pot of soup or sauce, isn’t new to my family or even my friends either. “CRASH!”, and everybody would know deep down that its somehow related to me. Yeap! Its definitely me! Thats how it is like….come to think of it…I wonder how many cups, bowls, plates, frames, electronic gadgets, toys, or anything at all I touched, I have broken. Quite a number I am sure. But Hey! as prone as I am to accidents and breaking things, I have learn to fix things up pretty well, since I had to always wiggle myself out of such “UNFORESEEN” circumstances.

To prevent myself from being caught red handed, I got to put things back, as close and as undamage as possible, as quickly as possible. A little like ”Mission Impossible” in my world. I soon begin to develop an interest in taking things apart and putting them back together again.

Damn it, why didn’t I just think of this as my wordpress address? Imagine…”bananabonkers.wordpress.com” that would be so funny, reminds me of how I was given nicknames since I was a kid, “RINA BANANA!” or like “RIBENA!”. Something I was so ashame of, had actually grown on me.  And besides, they might have called it right, when they called me “BANANA“. I am quite a “Whack!”, and I swear it drives others “Bananas”.

Oh Well…too late, too bad anyways.