i realised there's no title [13 june]

i like to look at squashed animal carcasses, the type that have been run over by countless cars, flattened into an unrecognisable sheet of stuff-that-was-once-an-animal.

in fact, i've looked at so many squashed animals that i can tell what they once were. i can recognise the unrecognisable (cos i'm pro). i've seen birds, rats, lizards, fishes (wtf?), snakes, and possibly some others i can't quite recall now.

i thought i've seen it all. then on saturday, i witnessed something i've never seen before. it was kinda like a flat, oval thing, the size of my palm, lying on a grass patch.

i knew it was an animal (cos i'm pro), but i couldn't figure out what animal.

then i remembered, i saw a terrapin crawling around the staircase landing a few days ago. someone must have stepped onto the poor fucker and squashed him into oblivion. or maybe a car ran over it, since the road was just a few meters away.

quite a few people saw the terrapin, but no one wanted to do anything, including me. actually even if we wanted to help, how the heck should we go about doing so? put it in a box, maybe, or carry it and go around knocking on doors, asking "did your terrapin escape?"

my inactivity resulted in the death of an innocent terrapin.

RIP, innocent wandering terrapin.