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Saturday, June 16, 2007

hot brown sugah opens her trap yet again

myths about cough syrup

it really tastes like i'm drinking syrup.

but it doesn't make me sleepy. i had it at midnight, i fell asleep at 4am. so much for taking it with the hope that i'll fall asleep pronto. well, i didn't. and that's the end of my cough syrup consuming lifespan. byebye cough syrup.


maybe i'll try it another time tonight, after janice dickinson.

+ > the glamour babe posted at 5:35 PM < +

Wednesday, June 13, 2007

hot brown sugah opens her trap yet again

my hospital stint

last night (i'm humming p.diddy's song) haa!

okay, last night, i went to CGH (although i didn't want to but had to listen to parents) a&e because my temperature was 40degC according to the mercury thermometer (yes, we have the old school, vintage thermometer).

when i went through the screen thing, the door ladies screamed at me "adeeeek! tinggi nyeeeeer demaaaaaaaammmmmmmm" (your fever is soooooo hiiiiiiiggggggghhhhhhhhhhh)
i was intrigued. how can she know that my temperature was that high before taking my temperature. then i saw the screen thing. ahhhh. one door lady took my temperature with the ear thermometer- 40.2degC. she asked me to sit in the waiting glass cubicle, specially for fever patients. before i went, i asked if i can see myself of the screen. before the door ladies can answer, i was walking in and out of the door (that's where the sensors are). the door ladies actually entertained me, told me how to look at myself at the screen. haa! boy was i red.

then, the wait to see the doctor. wah piang! so long! my back was aching. i would have lied down on the hospital floor if i got something to lie my head on. so i wrote down my list of sickness. once i got into the doctor's room, i gave him the list and went straight to the bed. heh. i still had to repeat myself though.

i had to have a blood test and i/v drip to lower down my temperature. i whimpered like a tortured puppy when the doctor inserted the needle into my arm. hey, poking needles into human beings = torture too ya know!

after a sample of my blood was taken, i had to go to the observation ward for the drip. nurse took my temperature again-40.4degC(phwoaaar). since i wasn't sleepy, i thought i'd strike up a conversation with the cleaning lady who was mopping the floor in malay.

i asked her why she doesn't need to cover her face. she said no need because the mop she was using traps the dust, not push them around. my real question was that why she didn't need the surgical mask since she's around people that may have contagious disease. well, the answer i got was- her mop attracts dust. obviously i didn't go on with the conversation. i don't think my malay is that bad. oh well.

about an hour later, the doctor came back wit my results. he said i've got viral fever (big hoohah going on here about dengue fever, bird flu and mad cow disease. okay, mad cow's just an exaggeration. heh!). he asked me how i felt. i said i felt warm (suddenly it felt like i was under the hot sun, without the UV rays). "no, no" said the doctor. so i went 'huh?' apparently, "how do you feel" mean "do you feel giddy? nauseus (sp?)? stomach pain?". ahhhhhhh.

since i didn't feel any of those, he said he's gonna let me go. so with an expressionless face, eyes barely opened, i went 'yeayyyyyyy'. afterwhich, he said he hoped i'd get well soon and gave me a friendly pat on my arse

not.

hah!

he gave me a pat on my knees la.

so that's my night out last night.

*door ladies: the people on duty to screen those coming in and out of the a&e and take the patients' temperature. last night, 2 ladoes were on duty, thus the term door ladies.

toodles!

ps: i could afford to be chirpy still coz i didn't have a headache. i thank God for that (Alhamdulilah!) coz if i did, i don't think i can even walk. =)

+ > the glamour babe posted at 8:32 PM < +

Wednesday, June 06, 2007

hot brown sugah opens her trap yet again

DAD'S HOOOOME

on a typical day when dad's at home.....

i was trying to relay the message that his house is a junkyard, that we need to get rid of ALOT of things and that we should do dome minor renovations to his junkyard (to make it look like a proper home).

me: (after putting away my stuff in my shared room) dad! come look!

dad comes in and look.

me: see! its still messy even if you don't see any of my things outside.
dad: i think we need to get another room for this home.
me: you think? (all sarcastic)
dad: yeah. so i can put all the rubbish that we have here.
me: no dad. just gimme the room and i'll be happy. (getting emo. haah!)
dad: like i said. another room for the rubbish.

you're the father of the rubbish you know, mister jamal.

+ > the glamour babe posted at 3:52 AM < +

Tuesday, June 05, 2007

hot brown sugah opens her trap yet again

monday excitement

bro decided to take an mc and nurse his head today. he went to the government clinic and since it was a head injury (he knocked his head against a metal bracket last friday), they sent him to the a&e (accident and emergency) at the hospital specialising in neurology (tan tock seng hosp la). amidst the boredom, my worry for assignment number 2 was chronic (now that i'm home, i don't have the 'feel' of doing it. heh!). while the bro was waiting to be warded, i had to be his FOC PA and handle the 'admin' matters. while waiting for my turn, this old ah pek walked across, in front of me, and gave me a crooked smile. so i smiled back and resumed my 'worrying'. then he asked me why i was there.

ah pek: your h (he was about to say the incestuous h word so i cut his sentence)
me: my brother's not well.
ah pek: why?
me: he hit his head.

and so went the short answered questions followed by the short answered answers.

then he asked me how come i'm accompanying my bro, why not his wife. how come he's not married.

what the!?!

so i said he's too young to be married. ah pek's reply? "oh!"

then he went on to ask me where it happenned and that bro can claim from the company etc, etc, etc, stuff that we already know, especially the dad.

(he was standing beside the water cooler, in front of me all this while)

i decided to ignore him after that and he struck a conversation with a young female, waiting to be warded. and then she left and he turned to me. (of course, i was screaming inside my head, NOT AGAIN!).

ah pek: wah! she's the patient ah. i thought she's accompanying her boyfriend. she said got severe stomach pain but she kissing kissing since just now for all people to see ah. (i didn't notice her at all the whole time i was there)

of course, i dind't have any reaction to whatever the ah pek had to say. a stranger can do whatever they want as long as i'm not personally affected. she can even have sex on the floor of the a&e and i still won't give a rat's ass about it. so the ah pek tried to make me understand the seriousness of the matter.

ah pek: kissing kissing you know!
me: (smile and look away)
ah pek: waahh... she kissing kissing.
me: ( in my head:one more time u tell me the same thing, i'm gonna scream and say that you're harrassin me okay you old school ah pek!)

i guess he reads minds and he started another subject. i took my library book out and started reading it.

ah pek: wah, scholar ah!
me: huh? what?
ah pek: you scholar ah? take book out to read.
me: no la.
ah pek: what, teacher ah?

okay, he got me pissed already. why don't i look like a lawyer, vet or an actress instead? okay la, he should recognise me if i'm a successful actress right? if i'm an actress and people don't recognise me, i'm a loser ah. but why a teacher? why not an executive, businesswoman? okay fine. since i was in my polo-t and jeans, i can't look like a professional. afterall. they work during the day and even at night, yes? and since its the school hols, well, only teachers are able to not work during a monday and still get paid (but don't get me wrong, i know how much work you teachers have even if you don't have to attend school).

so i told him that i'm still a student. and of course, he asked what course. i felt like saying intercourse (the most lame ass, corny joke ever) but he looked like a cheekopek (perverted person) so i just said the course i'm taking. then he said he was from the teacher training branch, how they didn't have counselling then, that they should have, that capital punishment is wrong and other uninteresting and biased things la. i've so many things to say about capital punishment. i do believe in it, only if its practised the right way. we still have caning in prison anyways. if its useless, the govt would've taken it off a long time ago. and at least the ministry's making changes and introducing counsellors in all schools here now. the ah pek didn't make sense la. i just know that its not worth to hold an intelligent conversation with him. he just wanted to be a busybody.

the next time anyone asks what i'm working as.... i'll give them a simple answer to satisfy their curiosity.

i'm a social escort.

+ > the glamour babe posted at 3:06 AM < +

Friday, June 01, 2007

hot brown sugah opens her trap yet again

one down

two to go.

i managed to finish one assignment in 7 hours and handed it in an hour earlier than required. wooooooowwwwwww, big freakin deal *i'm rolling my eyes*

that's how i challenge myself, i become sarcastic with myself.

seriously, the other 2 assignments are tough-ass shit and this last minute essay compilation will definitely not work on them. no more coming back at 4am (but the music video was merepek-kerepek-fun la, no doubt about that!), no shopping sprees till i get number 2 done, no watching teevee (okay, i'm lying here).

allright, who wants to buy the phone that i planned to buy? its going for SG$250 (neg).
the features are really really basic la. and it freakin small. its made in thailand, i-mobile 310.
no camera and no bluetooth.
mp3
128mb phone memory
can contain 1gb micro sd card
64 polyphonic ringtone&mp3 ring tones

i decided not to buy it coz i want a phone with a camera. i gave mine to the dad so the basic requirement of a new phone for me is a camera (possibly those with 3 megapixel).

allright! till then, take care and god bless!

+ > the glamour babe posted at 1:20 AM < +

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