Somebody Save me...

Had a fun and joyous day yesterday with the gang. We were talking loudly at accountancy block like we owned tat darn place (well duh, where else can we accountancy gals own?)

Somehow, we were talking about first aid and i told BLest friend tat she's the first aider in the group and i'm depending on her to save me. Asked her whether she still remembers her stuff, and she just said matter of factly, as she shoved more icecream into her mouth:

"why do u need me to save you, when you've *stuffs more ice cream* already arranged for me to *stuffs even more ice cream* cry at your funeral?" *Diao....*

I guess she was grossly misunderstood on her purpose:
Plan A: save me first!!!
Plan B: If cant save sucessfully, then proceed to the second step- BUT NOT without attempting to save me first!!!

*she's going crazy, tat gal, but she's also becoming more and more interesting Hehheh...*

That's when i remembered a thought long ago, that first aiders are people with big hearts- they learn the skill for the people around them, but they can almost never use it to save themselves. So wat if u are the best first-aider around? You might still die helplessly. So ernie is urging everyone to go learn tat skill. If everyone learn, then everyone's saved.