Is this the way a toy feels when its batteries run dry?
ayien.
Weirdly wired, wiredly weird.
I am, ur favourite nurse.
Friday, September 01, 2006, 8:55 PM
life as a one-day cyborg terminator. hurhurs.( too bad i cant upload any picture since phoobucket's being such an ass. and so is blogger.) ouhkaye that sounded rather cocky. unfotunately, attempts to scare off the lil kids and get them to scream their heads off as i continue my rampage were in vain. for all i got were curious lil monsters who stopped and watched as i stomped my way around. ahahaha. din mean to sound all mean and drama-mama. but hey, im trying to sound all positive since its pretty hard and tiring to be typing and facing the screen wid only one eye. and i wished i cud stomp the bro and the bratty princess into tiny squished ants since they have been nuthing but a pain in the ass since i came outta that room. evrytime i get them to do sumthg for me, they'd go "aye aye cap'n!" or "ouhkaye pirate!", all the time trying to squeeze the word PIRATE as many times as possible in ONE sentence.
and it isnt funny. especially that moment when i was strutting my way to the nearest seat right after that minor surgery. i was too traumatised to even say anything 'cept to nod or shake the head. trust me, u wud haf felt the same too if u were in my place. imagine having the doctor inject some local anesthesia into ur eyelid thrice, the needle blardy hurt ouhkaye! imagine having ur eyes pried open wid some kinda clamp. and then having seen the whole procedure done when ur wide awake. woooahohoo. i gotta say the doctor was being a lil cheeky. not that cheeky, but cheeky as in throwing in absolutely unneeded comments. yalaahhh. there i was, keeping as still as i can, trynna breathe slowly and calm myself down, yet he was going "*scrape*hmmm... THEREEE~" and a few seconds later, *scrape, scrape* hmm.. JUICYYY!*" i was tinking "WTFFF? im alive here, hellloo?" and mind you, before the whole thg started, he reminded the staff nurse to keep the door closed just "in case she screams". i retorted wif a "i swear i wun even come close to screaming.." which i didnt of cus. only fidgeted and squirmed. but definitely not screaming~
so anyways, the batle was over within a few minutes SURPRISINGLY. and hell, it blardy stung for a few minutes following that. and i mustaff looked like sum kinda FREDDY tak menjadi. not surprising that the folks thought i cried, probably because the eyes were watery and i sniffed here and there. it blardy stung ouhkaye. but ill let them assume whud they wanna cus i just cant be bothered. as long as i get to eat my ROJAK MAMAK. and the pahrmacist must haf thought i was sum kinda pervie if i hadnt been a female. was trying real hard to make eye contact but failing miserably. cus i cant seem to keep my eyes down for to long, sum kinda hurting effect gituks. so i ended looking somewhere else. ouhkaye, shuddup.
so anyways, i got my rojak mamak afterall, after that. bugged and bugged them till they budged. hahahahahah. all expenses paid for. ehemsehems. orang sakit katekan. and then we got this kitkat ice cream at 7-11. was telling zrul bout how ridiculous Nestle company was. its a normal drumstick ice-cream, they merely stick a piecca kitkat in the middle and *POOF!* u get a kitkat ice cream? *roll eyes* itu aku pun buley invent dok~ and then there's also that hershey kissables. if it werent shaped like that, i wud haf thought it was M&Ms. any blind person can guess that! pfffttt! so much for competition between chocolate and ice-creams companies. be realistic lah people, be original!
ouhkayelahs. my eys are getting tired. and the folks are being a nag. the sillyass (zrul) and fatass (adibah) are bugging me to get off the chair too. can u believe it? i called them that when i got so annoyed and they can still laugh? and for that, the bro rewarded me wid a "JANEASS YOU!" -_- how classic eyy? hahas. ouhkaye, im gone!
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