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Monday, April 6, 2009

I went to visit my paternal grandfather yesterday. Like the old usual gathering where all the grandchildren will hang around and talk about everything. From studies to who grew thinner, with the adults preparing the joss sticks and papers for the burning. After that we all gathered to enjoy the food and talk. They were all touching me all over. From my chubby cheeks, to my arms and then to my tummy asking-“you on diet ah?” My standard reply, “I am still very fat.” Hahas. And all were asking me which school am I aiming to go? Is it very stressed? Why I so much white hair? Blablablublu…

Today however is a pathetic day for me- with my super running nose and a terrible sore throat that was drastically killing me! That’s not really the main point though. Worst part was having 4 pairs of eyes starting at me as the doctor was examining my poor knees! And the doctor spent more then ½ hours staring at my legs! Then proceed on with the 15 minutes of exercise which the 4 pairs of eyes not leaving me! One of the young lady trainee kept controlling herself to laugh from the awkward atmosphere. But being me, I just laugh out loud and we 2 ended up laughing as though we were friends! Just can’t help it. We ended up talking about the exercise which was not very exciting though. She was friendly, but the colleague he was practically CRAPPY!

Doc asked: what can you see from her legs?
He: flat foot
Doc: other than that?
He: unstable feet
Doc: ok… I know. Still flat feet
He: got some (I don’t know what he say) structure
Doc: yea…flat feet. Anything else?
He: *pondering* ugly feet…


MY GOSH! I REALLY WISHED MY FEET STINKS AND WOULD JUST KICK HIM RIGHT SMACK ON THE FACE! SO ASS.
are all guys like that? if yes then i think all man has extinct!


now i take faster to clean my eyes:)i hope and pray that it continues with no change...
and i realise you are not that good after all

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