traumatising experience

Thursday, April 22, 2004

yawnz. wanna sleep liao. guess im heaty these few days. cos this morning i woke up and i found that there were dried blood in my nose. so that means have nose bled while i was sleeping. but i didnt dream of anything sensual leh. *oops* and today i was feeling warm the whole day though the weather outside now is about to rain and yvonne is so cold that she is wearing her sweater. felt as if i have a warmer on my body, diffusing warm air to me. or should i say i feel like a warm air dispenser. maybe... i have... fever. ya, i think its fever. *starts to feel faint and giddy* I HOPE ITS FEVER!! please let it be fever. it has been mths since i am on mc. when was the last time i was on mc?? i think its jan. which means i have not been taking mc for *gasp* 3 mths liao. time for mc. *chants fervently* fever!! fever!! fever!! fever!! fever!!

met with a horrifying and traumatising experience this aftnoon. scenario was like this. i was happily going for my lunch and decided to clear my very full bladder before i makan. so hurriedly, i enter my favourite cubicle and start to prepare to relieve myself. but before i can start my musical fountain, i saw something moving at the corner of the cubicle from the corner of my eye. i stopped in my actions. breathed slowly. i hope its not what i tot it was and i slowly, very slowly turned my head and took a 2nd look. ARRRGGGHHH!!! it IS what i thought it was. there, i saw a nasty, filthy looking xiao qiang on the floor, near the cubicle door. bloody hell. i started to think. thinking of an escape route that will always ensure a safety distance between me and it. without delaying, i pulled up my garment, opened the door and ran out of the cubicle in the biggest steps. i was still adjusting my skirt as i got out of the cubicle. luckily there was no one in the toilet at that time. and to make the difficulty of my 'leaping out from cubicle' stunt even more challenging, i was on the phone with matt at that time and dat means my 1 hand was holding the phone and my other hand was holding my wallet and tissue. so none of my hands were free. and i have to ensure that my hp doesnt drop on the floor or worse, drop into the toilet bowl while i made the escape.

matt got a scare when he heard all the comotion. and when i told him abt it, he said: CHEY. wah lau. his gf has jus went thru such a traumatising experience and he said: CHEY??!! sigh, i dare not use that toilet in future liao. which means nxt time i wanna go toilet, i have to go one level down to use the toilet there liao.

Clatzz reflected on 6:56 PM