Just sent my resume in for application to Police Force.. Hope I get in, it's a career I feel I can apply my skills in.

Plus I get to learn defensive skills. And I get to walk around with guns! Now my First Person Shooter games come true.

Oh and I get enlisted in 7th June to BMTC school 4, Tekong! :/

:/

Woo hoo!

Went jogging 2 days ago, I managed to push myself past my barriers, and hit 32 minutes before I finally gave up!

Yesssssssssssssssssssssss I was grinning and laughing to myself while breaking the 30 minute mark! XD

Glad no one was around to see how retarded I looked xD

Yay wound is healing perfectly fine, stupid door.

Oh I got a new door too! Now I don't need to walk out sideways like a bloody crab each time I wanna step out of the house.


May this picture below serve as a reminder, that I'm oversensitive to pain, and put more effort into ensuring I don't injure myself retarded-ly next time.

FUCKING door slammed my third finger, and now I can't use it thanks to the fucking door tearing out a piece of my flesh fuckity fuck.

Thanks to the "dude looking down at me from above", it's healing without incident. Now I realize how important a single finger is zzz

Night before entering Cyberdome again.

Really, I still have no idea why the name strikes fear into me. I hate the place but like it, like an old abandoned comfortable home where I was tortured.

Perhaps it's just the customers, perhaps it's the idea of 12 hours talking to customers without any help, perhaps I just hate the place somehow.

Or maybe it's just my main excuse, the idea of handling 20 people attempting to pay for their usage at one go, while 5 other people's computers are spoilt, and another 5people are waiting for me to get for them drinks. Pressurizing.


I just have to keep reminding myself, I'm doing this for the sake of saving for my future home, for my own personal pleasure (games), and for piggytay's birthday presents.


Mustmustmustmustmustmust endure boy, it's only 2-3 months! And only 1 single day per week of mental torture!

Cyberdome, stressoutdome, here I come

One of my worst experiences of a hospital. Ever.

Long story short, I had gastric problems; visited a doctor.

Doctor suspects I have problems with either the kidney, liver or gall bladder. I might have to get operated on one of those parts.

Doctor sends me to CGH's A&E department with a letter.

I enter checkup room, and get pierced in my right arm.




Which failed to draw blood, because apparantly, my vein "bursted". Blood all over the place.


Doctor pierces my left knuckle area now




Success! Doctor inserts IV needle, which draws a constant stream of blood. 4 tubes of blood goes. Doctor injects painkillers into my bloodstream directly.

I then leave the room in pain still, take a piss, step out of the toilet and get called by the nurse to pee into a bottle =)

I drip a few leftover drops of pee, passes it to the nurse, who claims it should be enough, but hooks me up to an IV bag.

I sit and shiver in pain for 2 hours, until the doctor appears and tells me that I only suffered from infection in the urinary tract.

I leave the hospital, with those plasters on my hand.


Fucking hospital.