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THE STORY SO FAR

Saturday, June 17, 2006

thursday:
had two appointments with two different doctors at paragon. went to see the physiotherapist first. i had to do the same old therapy again. i really hate the transaction where they will pull your neck. make me have a big headache after that. damn..i didn't quite like the therapy, cos my mum wasn't there to talk to me, to kill boredom. argh.. and i just found out that i wasn't the youngest who has neck problems. haha. went up to level 12 of paragon to see the orthodontist after that. now there's 4 "implants" in between my back teeth, both left and right PLUS my splinter. the orthodontist described it as "now you have 4 chicken meat stuck in between your teeth". haha, that's SO NOT funny. it's damn painful luh. no more hard/nice food for me, all i can eat is soft food (which is not nice), like porridge and mash potato AGAIN..

friday:
was suppose to go gelare with michelle, yingying and abigail. but because yingying can't go, so all of us decided not to go. haha. then abigail and i decided to go out together, to buy her father's day present, and my mum's birthday present. went to ikea to have lunch first, then to bloomington to look around. nothing suitable for a father's day gift or a birthday present, so we decided to walk across the road to queensway shopping centre. bought my mum a fila handbag there. abigail haven't got her dad a gift until we walked pass haagen dazs, at anchorpoint (yes, we went back to where bloomington was - anchorpoint). guess what she bought? haagen dazs vouchers. i thought of that idea man. thank me man, abigail lee. HAHA. then got ourselves ice cream too (now i left 15 something in my bank). went home after that.

today:
woke up at around 9 something to go to gleneagles to see the ear & nose surgeon - dr ralph stanley. and now i know why i always breathe through my mouth, while other normal ppl will always breathe through their nose. it's because there are some flesh in one part of my nose that is giving me problems in breathing through my nose. and so, i might have to go for an operation (depending on my parents' decision) to cut off some of the flesh in my nose. wow, this is going to cost my dad a bomb again. i really feel damn bad for having all these "illnesses". one doctor after another. i would rather die than wasting my dad's money..

9:11 PM to be continued