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Saturday, August 06, 2005

you know sometimes when things dun really turn out right.. you would just sit still and stare blanks. i felt so damn sick in the morning. so much so that i actually felt like dying la. budden thankfully woke up felt a lot.. i mean ALOT better. went to poly clinic alone. cuz it was just 11. i registered already den spent over 90 mins sitting and waiting. everytime when someone walk out i thought it was going to be me next. i sorta "wished" for 90 mins! all the way till 1 o'clock. can die la. went inside the doctor was so not professional. he picked up his phone calls while examinating me. like WTF la. den smiled and said sorry to me. aft 20-30 secs again another call! ARGH! dun wanna care bout him. i asked for a mc and walked out. he was like "wait.. wait!!" stupid guy la.. now i know why i had to wait so long.
reached home.. no lunch.. wait for dinner. going to sleep now. still feeling quite sick.



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