beautiful love..
Last night was a combination of fear, anger, boredom, enquiry, hunger, satisfaction.
FEAR:
Around 3 plus in the morning, i had server chest pains. Those inner pains like u swallowed a little dwarf and he's squeezing my heart as a signal i've eaten him, kinda pain. Suffering in AGONY la, wa lauuu. Despite the pain, i was still able to chat on MSN and read up the daily news on BBC while randomly tapping my chest assuming it would get better.
Then the asthma attack came. It got serious. Holding my inhaler and puffing it like a squirrel on hyper mood i tried to surpress the asthma until i could think straight. Luckily it went away quick allowing me to wear my shirt insideout and another pair of boxers thinking it was pants and rushed to ttsh immediatly.
Anger:
I got to ttsh, still with an inside out shirt and double boxers, talk about extra protection and started waiting. I checked myself in and went to do the heart scan. It was totally normal even with the chest pains still there. Nevermind. Went to wait for the doctor, and FINALLY realised i look like a total cock with two boxers on, embarrassed i went to sit at a corner, red faced and praying i'll be in and out double time. Then along came this stupid little boy with his overweight mother sitting beside me asking loudly "mummy why that man's pants so short"?. I wanted to kill him and use his skin for a hat. But i jus smiled and waited as i'm a NICE GUY. Boiled as i waited 2 hrs for my turn, and had to walk past all those people waiting to the doctor's area.
Guess what, i got warded. Fuck.
Bordom:
Time passes super slow la. But it was quite interesting at first. Apart from the cutie nurse, there was plenty to look at. An old man bandaged like a mummy. A lady who looked like a goat and burping continuously. A young man with blood all over his shirt, i think something hit his head hard. The rest i forgot. Time passed. I got bored. I tried to tug at my IV drip line. Bad idea. Pain, omg. (as you can tell, my chest pains were already long gone). So i decided to sleep until the doctor would come back and check on me at 7am.
Enquiry:
Finally, i was woken up by the doc. Nice fellow. He took my BP and asked if i was alright. Two things hit me. I can stay here, get the free breakfast, or get out. Being cooked up in that place for 4-5 hours i could not take it. Every cell in my body wanted to get out, to be set free. Omg, i wanted to break out and scream like tarzan while running to my car and drive off.
Hunger:
Driving off, and looking at the balister crossing, i decided to turn into it anyway and head for some morning BAK KUT TEH!!..WWWWWWOOOOO...songgggg bboooo...damn nice la, the soup was freshly boiled also, my timing was apostles perfect.
satisfaction:
There's an air of watching the sun rise. This feeling that another day has passed and life returns to normal again. Seeing people rushing for work, children walking around and in the distance a orange red beam of light hitting the trees and buildings casting long shadows. I'm really gonna miss scenes like this.
After having breakfast, i went back and toh until 5pm. What a night.
your never alone,
a gentle hand is there to guide you,
you must believe me.
FEAR:
Around 3 plus in the morning, i had server chest pains. Those inner pains like u swallowed a little dwarf and he's squeezing my heart as a signal i've eaten him, kinda pain. Suffering in AGONY la, wa lauuu. Despite the pain, i was still able to chat on MSN and read up the daily news on BBC while randomly tapping my chest assuming it would get better.
Then the asthma attack came. It got serious. Holding my inhaler and puffing it like a squirrel on hyper mood i tried to surpress the asthma until i could think straight. Luckily it went away quick allowing me to wear my shirt insideout and another pair of boxers thinking it was pants and rushed to ttsh immediatly.
Anger:
I got to ttsh, still with an inside out shirt and double boxers, talk about extra protection and started waiting. I checked myself in and went to do the heart scan. It was totally normal even with the chest pains still there. Nevermind. Went to wait for the doctor, and FINALLY realised i look like a total cock with two boxers on, embarrassed i went to sit at a corner, red faced and praying i'll be in and out double time. Then along came this stupid little boy with his overweight mother sitting beside me asking loudly "mummy why that man's pants so short"?. I wanted to kill him and use his skin for a hat. But i jus smiled and waited as i'm a NICE GUY. Boiled as i waited 2 hrs for my turn, and had to walk past all those people waiting to the doctor's area.
Guess what, i got warded. Fuck.
Bordom:
Time passes super slow la. But it was quite interesting at first. Apart from the cutie nurse, there was plenty to look at. An old man bandaged like a mummy. A lady who looked like a goat and burping continuously. A young man with blood all over his shirt, i think something hit his head hard. The rest i forgot. Time passed. I got bored. I tried to tug at my IV drip line. Bad idea. Pain, omg. (as you can tell, my chest pains were already long gone). So i decided to sleep until the doctor would come back and check on me at 7am.
Enquiry:
Finally, i was woken up by the doc. Nice fellow. He took my BP and asked if i was alright. Two things hit me. I can stay here, get the free breakfast, or get out. Being cooked up in that place for 4-5 hours i could not take it. Every cell in my body wanted to get out, to be set free. Omg, i wanted to break out and scream like tarzan while running to my car and drive off.
Hunger:
Driving off, and looking at the balister crossing, i decided to turn into it anyway and head for some morning BAK KUT TEH!!..WWWWWWOOOOO...songgggg bboooo...damn nice la, the soup was freshly boiled also, my timing was apostles perfect.
satisfaction:
There's an air of watching the sun rise. This feeling that another day has passed and life returns to normal again. Seeing people rushing for work, children walking around and in the distance a orange red beam of light hitting the trees and buildings casting long shadows. I'm really gonna miss scenes like this.
After having breakfast, i went back and toh until 5pm. What a night.
your never alone,
a gentle hand is there to guide you,
you must believe me.
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