this was actually a post from 2 weeks back. i don't know what date it will be posted up as.
This post will be rather monotonous because i'm just not feeling it. However, i want to finish this post, you know me, not finishing what i intended to do bothers me a lot.





I didn't mention here before, but here it is.
On 17th of may, my ear stud got caught in the curtains at the door and i tore my ear lobe. got to a and e, entered the operation theatre, went through a stitching that took 2 hours. only to be home at 1 am.

When i was at the hospital, i saw emergency cases flooding in, there were some that really made me feel pity for the person. i just felt very sad for their family. am i making sense? my flow of thoughts seemed to be all jumbled up.

while the doctor was stitching, i chatted with the the doc and nurse for a while. got to learn how prominent elitism is still is. well, the best will always be chosen.

learnt about them a little bit. i'll remember him, dr ivan khoo. one day, if it ever happens we were to meet again 7 years down the road, it'll be great.

after 5 days had to go back to remove my stitches, had a really long wait, but finally got them removed. the only happy thing that happened then was me getting simpson cereals.

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met with tsehan on one of my horrible days.
but this dude refuse to let me see his laptop. i wonder.

bye.

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