Bad-day

This morning wasn’t a pleasant one. Woke up late, half an hour late than usual, thou slept super early last nite around 8 something. Guess, my exhaustion of the post Winderemere trip syndromme hasn’t really subside. Dashing for breakfast n then to bathroom. N again, the heater is not working. Told myself not gonna do tat, bearing the misery of bathing in cold super freezing water for the 4th time! I go speeding to catch the bus. My stomach started to hum and can felt both my leg are weak. Not this time wei…was in the midst making the decision to open my bowel, or to be on time for my teaching in hospital. Silly billy me, to choose to go to catch the bus. That’s the worst bus experience i ever had. Having the colicky urge intermittently plus wit the crowd in the bus was really making me into neurosis. I hav to stopped half way at a petrol station to clear it. Had really bad diarrhea, not for once but following thru the while day. bad bad…Came bac home after seeing my elective tutor, n sulked the whole day here at home..Poh sen’s room i mean..

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About yenwee

There's nothing much i can bout myself, coz i think i've known myself much to the depth that i love myself more than anyone. hehe. Feel free to log into my previous blog which can be linked from here at 'My previous one' under He/She Blogs Too. In addition to those bla bla bla bout myself, i think now i've grown more ripe by age. World today seems to be more of making decision of either good or not that good. I cud felt that i'm nearer to what i want to achieve. Its jus bout few steps away from now before i reached that point..
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