in the morn, perhaps due to my clumsiness, i accidentally hit myself against some pole. dont ask me how, or which pole, i just knw i hit somewhere, and then the pain lingered around for awhile.

at work, i had to carry out a sleep test on a supposedly, rich non-resident, and there i was, at her beck and call, im just supposed to do my job! not wait on you! but tt woman cudnt communicate in other language except malay, just my luck, im just glad your husband is a sensible man, otherwise, my patience would have long flung away, into your face.

and then, on the way back home, my bag's sling broke. so i had to carry my bag in hand all the way. still bearable, but singaporeans in trains, are basically short for, pain in the asses.

on the bus, this kid was annoying enough. the mum? utterly rude. spilled the bloody water on me, and not a sorry?! nice manners lady.

and to other human beings, i just need to get this out of my system. if anyone, anyone at all, doesnt wish to be invited for future gatherings would u kindly lemme know, so i wouldnt have to text you guys, and waste both your time and mine. frankly speaking, i'd be glad to organise anything for you guys, but, if you guys cant gimme the same empathy, i try to give you guys, then this is my limit. its not my obligation to do any of this, neither am i expecting any form of gratitude, but enough is enough. you make that choice, because its always easier to be the one saying, anythings fine with me.

and so, my luck tdy isnt gd. probably the day i've given the most rolling eyes, and cussing inside. so ya. im going to rest.

signing off.