this week would be termed poly madness.
its only monday, but it seems like a week already
senile?
on a non-medical approach, its probably due to the literal calendar that has been screwed by daily social activities and just not having to do anything routine, for example school or tuitions.
deadlines. forms. grants. checkups. x-rays. passport pictures ( i looked the hawwwtest! sam said it was due to much cam-whoring)
is it better to be in school then?
today,
me daron nuo miao and sam headed down to some chapalang clinic at bedok.
massive mess.
if you think Singapore is small, think twice.
So the queue number was at 80.
Ours was 270 plus.
do your simple maths, and we have to wait for a full day before getting checked by some perverted doctors who wanna see BUBU
guys, you know what i mean.
girls, dont pretend you dont.
being smarter humans, and of course much gratidue and thanks to nuo's parents for sending us and taking queue numbers,
headed down to chinatown's outlet.
ain't massive, but CHINESE.
china people, with rosy cheeks, everywhere.
hence the name, chinatown.
its self-revelation, sorry.
had XO fish for lunch.
at the end, nuo's the messiest.
veges all over, soup dripping, noodles lying, due to her incompetence of holding the chopsticks.
ironically, she teaches me how to hold the chopsticks in the proper civillised manner.
and i'm the cleanest.
God is a God of humour =)
medical report out on wednesday.
its back to chinatown yet again.
=)
that aside,
they say i would change in poly.
no would always be my answer.
but thinking twice,
in this world of compromises,
where its all about temporary fun and satisfaction
is it still as easy?
so i'm just going to cling on with every glimpse of hope and strength to him
trust. faith. strength.
amen.
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