Something snapped me out of the Dream
Ouch. Painful muscle aches since Saturday. Bruised leg. I'm not sure if I can do this anymore.
NTU sucks, which would most likely mean I'm heading over to Monash. Holidays cut short till July. Oh well, maybe I'd see familiar faces there. Mikki, Sonya, CJ, Selva.. lets see. Who else ah?
I found myself in very similiar scenes from Grey's ( which I haven't been downloading recently. Drat, I'm missing out on some good humour ) I saw multiple beds with curtains just like in Dr. Baileys Clinic. I saw the surgery board, with a nurse erasing and scribbling on it. One thing for sure, there wasn't any hot nurse ( compliments to the high amounts of tudung worn ) and neither was there any McSteamy. =(
But more importantly, the doctors here have absolutely no compassion at all. And they speak broken english. Which could hardly be their fault, considering the patients aren't that well versed themselves. I've seen the obvious hardship of some. Suddenly all the glitz and glamour of the rich and famous meant zero.
6 freaking hours. And no food for I don't know how many hours. Pissed I am. Annoyed and irritated as well. But I shall not snap. Promise is a promise.
A tribute to Mr. Mu ( and slightly for Seo lah. Pity him ). If not for you, my chem would be long gone into the drain. Thank you for being unlike Seo, and knowing when or how much pressure to put on me. Had to look up Mu in the dark ballroom. Without specs, all I see were figures passing me. But that almost bright pink shirt instantly recognised. I couldn't look him in the eye, because I know I might cry. Looks like I won't be sitting in his class anymore. Haha, I remembered the times when Mu first came into class. Like a military officer. Strict and tough as a shell. So not true =P
One section to rant. It took me 5 minutes to visit the washroom. And my blazer was gone. My keychain was stolen. And then I was almost robbed. I have such lovely classmates, I know -_-. Erine, you take care too.
Fuck you, whoever it is for stealing my keychain. Bloody fucktard.
I need to leech someone's prom pictures. I don't have =(.
OH. Almost forgot. Some smart ass was peeing in the toilet. But convieniently forgot to close the door. And yours truly were so lucky to think its empty, gladly pushed the door and almost went in. Then I noticed there's a person in it. What the crap, exactly. I apologised once, and he did twice. Thank you, I think I rugi more for that to happen to me. Pfft.
I'm think I'm nice. Mostly. If I wanted to. To be nice for the sake of being nice, or for the sake of being treated nice. It has lost its meaning. Nice huh, yeah right. Niccceee.
I had this weird dream. It is dangerous to feel so much for something, for it being harder to let go. Even more dangerous to have one relationship which is more important to yourself than the other. But frankly, how can such feelings be entirely equal for there is no fine line for something so abstract? whatever larh. Ah, muscle man. I always knew what you said. And I really hate it. But I still love the people in the class. There goes the saying with love comes hate huh. well, something snapped me out of the dream I was having - Snow Patrol's never gonna fall in love again.
Disclaimer : In no way have I implied anything which violates any sensitive issues like racism. Whatever written and read, contains some truth and some not. Therefore, it should be deemed fictional, but not purely. And I'm not nice all the time. I'm can be selfish too, just like everyone else.
NTU sucks, which would most likely mean I'm heading over to Monash. Holidays cut short till July. Oh well, maybe I'd see familiar faces there. Mikki, Sonya, CJ, Selva.. lets see. Who else ah?
I found myself in very similiar scenes from Grey's ( which I haven't been downloading recently. Drat, I'm missing out on some good humour ) I saw multiple beds with curtains just like in Dr. Baileys Clinic. I saw the surgery board, with a nurse erasing and scribbling on it. One thing for sure, there wasn't any hot nurse ( compliments to the high amounts of tudung worn ) and neither was there any McSteamy. =(
But more importantly, the doctors here have absolutely no compassion at all. And they speak broken english. Which could hardly be their fault, considering the patients aren't that well versed themselves. I've seen the obvious hardship of some. Suddenly all the glitz and glamour of the rich and famous meant zero.
6 freaking hours. And no food for I don't know how many hours. Pissed I am. Annoyed and irritated as well. But I shall not snap. Promise is a promise.
A tribute to Mr. Mu ( and slightly for Seo lah. Pity him ). If not for you, my chem would be long gone into the drain. Thank you for being unlike Seo, and knowing when or how much pressure to put on me. Had to look up Mu in the dark ballroom. Without specs, all I see were figures passing me. But that almost bright pink shirt instantly recognised. I couldn't look him in the eye, because I know I might cry. Looks like I won't be sitting in his class anymore. Haha, I remembered the times when Mu first came into class. Like a military officer. Strict and tough as a shell. So not true =P
One section to rant. It took me 5 minutes to visit the washroom. And my blazer was gone. My keychain was stolen. And then I was almost robbed. I have such lovely classmates, I know -_-. Erine, you take care too.
Fuck you, whoever it is for stealing my keychain. Bloody fucktard.
I need to leech someone's prom pictures. I don't have =(.
OH. Almost forgot. Some smart ass was peeing in the toilet. But convieniently forgot to close the door. And yours truly were so lucky to think its empty, gladly pushed the door and almost went in. Then I noticed there's a person in it. What the crap, exactly. I apologised once, and he did twice. Thank you, I think I rugi more for that to happen to me. Pfft.
I'm think I'm nice. Mostly. If I wanted to. To be nice for the sake of being nice, or for the sake of being treated nice. It has lost its meaning. Nice huh, yeah right. Niccceee.
I had this weird dream. It is dangerous to feel so much for something, for it being harder to let go. Even more dangerous to have one relationship which is more important to yourself than the other. But frankly, how can such feelings be entirely equal for there is no fine line for something so abstract? whatever larh. Ah, muscle man. I always knew what you said. And I really hate it. But I still love the people in the class. There goes the saying with love comes hate huh. well, something snapped me out of the dream I was having - Snow Patrol's never gonna fall in love again.
Disclaimer : In no way have I implied anything which violates any sensitive issues like racism. Whatever written and read, contains some truth and some not. Therefore, it should be deemed fictional, but not purely. And I'm not nice all the time. I'm can be selfish too, just like everyone else.
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