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today is a just a pure sucky day. i am a loser.

first of all i oversleep by two stops and ended at a place which i don't really know. i was doubtful whether to take bus or taxi back the national heart centre. next i went to the wrong level to register. took a x-ray, but twice. the radiographer somehow recognises me. thosands of cells have died again.

'have i help you taken a x-say before?'.

'yes. and i am back this time.'


the checkup finished within 3 minutes. oh yes you are discharge. ok fine thanks. saw this car wheelclamped. first time in my life seeing this. obviously the owner of this car deserves it. he parked his johor car in the pathway. walking others. i wish i could see his face when he saw his car wheelclamped. whatever it is. took this long journal bus back to bedok interchange. this bus 196 is from clementi to bedok. from one side to the other side of singapore. i have to praise the driver.

account exam ended with frustration, sadness. i don't know what the fuck i am doing. i just couldn't understand. i have too much expectation from myself. i know none of the question is correct. i wish someone is by my side to hear my story. but no one. no one. no one. i am in such a depressed. my face is as black as charcoal. i feel like punching the wall. i know it's just a test. i shouldn't care too much. i shouldn't pressurise myself like hell. this is what happen when you gets out of luck. from my now i am on my own. lonley heart. i wish i am born a little smarter. i wish..i wish...

i just hate myself, frankly speaking. bye

Tuesday, July 25, 2006
10:50 PM