Sunday, January 30, 2005

Guided Democracy.

i am once again reminded that i cannot do out 24-7 and expect to be ok.
shoot. its been 6 days and i still cant do anything.

blame my trying to act normal on the 3rd an 4th.

well
its not my kind of thing to go see a doctor
but the schl required it.
i seriously question the utility of doing that.
i mean
yeah
you want to check on the students
but we're 17 years old
or at least 16
and maybe you dont want to include the vipers.
but the point is
isnt it about time that we're given the fate into our own hands
if we choose to pon
then its our responsiblity
and thats part and parcel of moulding us.

after all
what do we get at the clinic
2 hours of waiting in the freezing sub-zero degree lobby
with seats stiff as hakboon's retardedness
and great entertainment seated behind you
(really, the blasting vulgarities of those *%$#@ sec2s was sooooooo soothing)

and after all that
the doctor says
ok
you're just having headaches
go get some rest
and i'll give you some painkillers
which happens to be
surprise suprise!
panadol!
like i didnt have any of that.

ok
maybe the saving grace is that the packaging said 'paracetimol' instead of the bright coloured marketed version of 'panadol'
and that seems alot more sophisticated dont you think?

and when i get back
i feel as tho i'm in some living hell
besides the giddiness
there's muscle aches (with no apparent reason)
and jerks in my head
and they fluctuate for 6 blistering days!

and all i really need is panadol.
really
all that for an mc?
i might as well suffer in lectures.

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i miss the old days.
judging by the unexplained precedence isnt always advisable.
i take back my share
and hope you do too.

alas
i've gone soft.