Today was the day I nearly got sliced into 2. Came back from work at around 11pm. Then went into the lift, up to the 21st floor where I live. Then suddenly the damn lift broke down, got stuck in between the 20th and 21st floor.

Took out my phone and wanted to call for help. Low battery, left with 1 bar. And worse, no signal. Thanks to StarHub. Thought to myself: wah, cant be so suay mah. Then pressed the alarm bell. Nah bei, so soft. How to hear? So I opened the lift doors, and punched the outer doors, hoping someone would hear me. Finally somebody came. He told me the he'd call the guard. The guard came, told me he'd call the repair man. 

An hour later, the repair man came. He opened the outer doors, and told me to grab his and and climb out. 

"No way, what if the left went down halfway? My body would be up here and my legs downstairs." But what to do? So I climbed out, and halfway, the freakin life went down by like a few cm!!! Shit! I climbed out and by then I couldnt stand properly. My legs were numb, cuz I nearly got sliced into 2. 

Then thanked the person. Got home, and blogged this down. 

Gosh. Thank God the lift didnt go all the way down.