Mr Cohen likes to say: Now you're in the first term and before you know it you're sitting for your O levels.


I guess I never really truly understood what he meant, but now I do.
Time flies, no it rockets at like 3000 million light years per hour and before I know it (HELLO IT'S LIKE 2 MONTHS PLUS ONLY?!) I'll be smack in the middle of the hall, with my Maths Paper 2 staring straight in my face.


And I'll be staring at it, completey clueless on what to do.


SIGH


I really want to get into some reputable poly with my prefered choice!

Why am I always being used?
Why am I always left there hanging?
Why?

I found my Primary 6 biodata/autograph book and I read it over and over again.
Then I asked myself: Where have they gone?
Apart from Amiiloleh, I guess everyone conviniently stepped out of my life.


After Secondary School, they got their own 'cooler' circle of friends and called it quits with me.
And there I am again, with open arms, waiting for them to come back to me.


Actually, I miss them.
I really do.

Blogger is screwed up, again.


Anyhoo,
THE WESTLIFE CRAZE IS BACK!


I think I'll never ever get rid of westlife.
Yes, their songs is very very corny and cheesy but very often it's what you want that guy with sparkling sapphire eyes to say to you!


:D

Anybody interested to watch ''The Complete Works of William Shakespeare'' with me?????

OK.
There's either soemthing really wrong with blogger or my computer.
But either ways, I'ms till typing so WHO CARES?

Recently, there's many many things that changed my perspective and moulded my character into something else...

I screwed up, but hopefully, it's not too late.

I kinda got my revenge since I was allowed to retake my oral examination, but that doesn't mean the anger and hatred I feel towards her has dissasipated.
She is still one &*$)*)(&)#*_#*()&#()&#**#)_#_&@% neh neh.


:D

I'm so sorry my 100th post isn't anything glitzy and interesting, I was really not in the mood to blog yesterday.
Yesterday, I was contemplating whether to bring forward my appointment with my doctor and see him today.
In the end, due to the fact that the PLACE IS FREAKING FAR, I came to the decision of just seeing the doctor near my house to get a medical certificate that would excuse me from the Chinese Oral Examination.


So, this morning I got up and went to the clinic.
The doctor checked and found out that there were some dents/ulcers on my cornea, he was worried about it and refered me to a eye specialist.


He gave me a letter and told me to bring this to Changi General Hospital, CGH, and they would make the necessary arrangements.


11.00am
After, a yucky breakfast that consists of a char siew bao which skin is like soggy???
So yes, after that, I arrived at CGH's A&E, waited for 2 hours plus just to see two other GPs that confrimed that there is really something wrong with my eye and FINALLY getting refered to a eye specialist.


About 1.10pm
Reached Eye Clinic, took an eye test that I already took at the A&E.
I missed my medicine time so my eyes feels extremely dry and uncomforatble.


Around 3 something.
FINALLY I got to see the eye specialist.
Unlike the one at the National Eye Centre, she's looks really fierce, and is not that gentle and patient.
After tests- that includes dyeing my eye, sticking soemthing in it to get the eye pressure, dotting a stinging anestatic (SP) on it, jabbing some cotton bud like thing into my eye to remove ____ , and making me look into some kinda box, she came to the conclusion that the blurring of vision
is due to the infection- like I don't know that already.
She said that the discharge paired with the *some medical term* results in the uneven surface of the cornea, which in turn leads to the patchy vision.
She gave me the exact same medicine and sent me back.


4 something pm.
I reached home, smelling all hospital-ish and feeling hospital-ish.
Slept.


YOU SEE
THAT'S HOW SPENT MY DAY...WAITING AND WAITING AND WAITING IN THE HOSPITAL.

)*()&*(^)(*_(+


I hope you spent your day more fruitfully.
You must have, HOW CAN YOU COMPARE WITH LIKE 5 hours waiting inthe hospital????


I'm going back to school tomorrow, I hope Miss Ng's scolding won't be too bad.

FINALLY....Some signs of recovery from the **(^(^#()&_#&)#^)*#_ sore eyes!!!


I remember when it was the last week of the holiday, I prayed so damm HARD that school would extend the vacation.
And yes, I got my wish, an extended vacation writhing in pain.


So children, what can you learn from this?
BE CAREFUL WHAT YOU WISH FOR.


Don't carelessly wish for a extended vacation and end up in bed for 8 full days with stinging blood shot eyes that is swollen like a golf tennis ball and only allowed to consume ONLY STEAMED OR BOILED FOOD that doesn't include chicken, eggs, mushroom, seafood, and chilli.


**(&#)(&_#*_#

I. Hate. Sore. Eyes.
It. Is. So. Fucking. Irritating. And. Painful.

I haven't recovered from sore eyes yet, in fact it got worse!
Finally aisua's curse came true, my left eye is blood shot and swollen like a golf ball.


Thanks arh aisua.


And GOOD LUCK SLOWPOKE FOR YOUR ORAL TOMORROW!
You won't die.
If you were to die, I will die 10 times.

I didn't go to school again because I am a responsible student who doesn't want the whole class to get sore eyes espcially since the Chinese Oral is just round the corner.


*flashes big grin*


Anyway, ever since my mum got sore eyes, she bought this hand sanitiser thingy, to reduce the chances of us getting sore eyes.
Well, no one really pays attention to that thing, I mean who will go "OMG I TOUCHED THE PHONE THAT YOU TOUCHED I HAVE TO CLEANSE MY HAND! OH! OH! OH!"


Seriously.


But, though I did not do what I mentioned in the above, I still did kill all the germs on my hand after touching 'shared items' by taking a small small swab of that thing and slapping it on my palms.
And, by some coincidence, I 'ate' the bloody hand sanitizer.


Of course I did not ram the bottle into my mouth and start to drink that thing, it smells horrible and I am not that stupid.
I 'cleaned' my hands then I went to eat my hello panda biscults, VANILLA FLAVOUR, yum..


So, I guess, I indirectly consummed some of the fluid and now there's this bitter taste in my mouth and my throat feels ...... weird.


I hope everything will be ok because everything I tasted since then is funny.


By the way, I have turned into this bimbotic fako chinese newcaster since I practised for the oral examination.
Wow.

Beautiful insanity.
My world is better than reality, I feel like worming up in it and never coming out.


Naively believing lies seems like a better option.