no more acupuncture.
because of the unfortunate "fall from grace" last friday, i missed:
1) the 3rd/4th placing netball match,
2) happy bonzai outing,
3) christmas party at leigh's,
4) spending christmas eve and christmas day outside,
5) FHM outing with cheez,
6) dim sum with fangsy and weiming,
and i am going to miss:
1) countdown to the new year,
2) sending may off at the airport
and a whole truckload of other events.
a terrible start to a new year, i might say. besides drowning in envy as people start leaving for their exchange(lucky shits), writhing in pain as i leaf through the SALES ads in the papers, dying from boredom from online shopping/too much tv (i can't believe i said too much tv), reeling from stunningly atrocious exam results, i have been dreaming of running around places. some nights i go to sleep, praying that some miracle takes place and i will wake up and find myself completely healed.
10 days is too long for someone without patience of any sort. being imprisoned at home drives me crazy. out of desperation, i succumbed and went to the sinseh and practically wailed when he stuck the needles into my ankle and connected it to the electric current. what is more incredulous about this was that i actually believed him and went for the 2nd treatment.
sinseh, if you insist you're such a good doctor, why can't i walk yet, you quack!
1) the 3rd/4th placing netball match,
2) happy bonzai outing,
3) christmas party at leigh's,
4) spending christmas eve and christmas day outside,
5) FHM outing with cheez,
6) dim sum with fangsy and weiming,
and i am going to miss:
1) countdown to the new year,
2) sending may off at the airport
and a whole truckload of other events.
a terrible start to a new year, i might say. besides drowning in envy as people start leaving for their exchange(lucky shits), writhing in pain as i leaf through the SALES ads in the papers, dying from boredom from online shopping/too much tv (i can't believe i said too much tv), reeling from stunningly atrocious exam results, i have been dreaming of running around places. some nights i go to sleep, praying that some miracle takes place and i will wake up and find myself completely healed.
10 days is too long for someone without patience of any sort. being imprisoned at home drives me crazy. out of desperation, i succumbed and went to the sinseh and practically wailed when he stuck the needles into my ankle and connected it to the electric current. what is more incredulous about this was that i actually believed him and went for the 2nd treatment.
sinseh, if you insist you're such a good doctor, why can't i walk yet, you quack!