You leave your troubles at the door
I feel we don’t know what we’re fighting for
Feels like I’m a prisoner baby
So hard when you have to fake it
It hurts so much to feel love
When you know you’ve got to break it
Omg the wonders of webcam. I seem to relish the joy of it. Think about it makes me sexcited. Hahaha wtf.
I got into an accident at work on sunday. Was holding 4 ceramic cups and attempting to open the rubbish bin cover. I dont know man but it was slippery and somehow i fell forward WITH the cups in my hands and there we go, shumin gets a 2 cm long cut that is deep enough to require stitching at the A&E.
I dont know how i handled going to the clinic by train with everyone moshing and aggravating the condition. No la im exaggerating.
But i still went to the clinic by train, thats a fact for sure.
The doctor at the clinic is bloody hot. Too bad he had a mask on. Scully take out mask only..
Hot doctor: “oh no.. this is very deep. i cant do anything for you here. you have to go to the A&E.”
My mother: “HUH HAVE TO GO TAN TOCK SENG AH”
Me: “wtf lah you think singapore only one hospital ah everytime also tan tock seng tan tock seng.”
The other time we had a gas explosion in the house and she went tan tock seng. The nearest hospital was KK hospital. You get my point -.-
I was in the cab telling my mom how the hot doctor at the bedok clinic relieved my pain. She told me girls cannot keep gushing over guys cause it defys human nature.
Okay she actually called me crazy.
I waited 2 hours at changi general hospital to get the stitching done. Not too bad considering jelly mao mao (my ex) took bloody 6 hours just to get his right elbow relocated back to the right socket.
(In the operation theatre)
Doctor: I’m going to give you some local anesthesia so that you dont feel the pain.
Me:[trembling in intense fear/cold. idk which one] okay.
While he was stitching,
Me: Doctor ah, am i uh like suppose to feel the pain? cause like i can actually feel you know.
Doctor: Yeah you’re suppose to feel pain, but it is reduced of course.
Wtf then what is the anesthesia for. I felt like as though the doctor was using my skin as fabric then he’s just sewing happily. Oh god. And he didnt give me any prescription or follow up.
Oh well, the doctor is duck-feet and usually people who have duck feet get angry easily so i daren’t demand for explainations lest he gives me 5 sedative jabs.
So now i’ve got ugly hands and no one is gonna marry me cause i got ugly hands. Life is great, life is free.



































































