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25thMay 2005
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The Maiden
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La Vie En RoseBy Louis Armstrong  |
Monday, April 12, 2004
First day back at work and it looks as if someone has evacuated the hospital. Gone are those terrible temperature check stations at the lift lobbies. So for once the place looks pretty much empty, sort of how an apartment looks like after the removal of all its furniture.
It is generally unobstructed entry to the wards now I think. Seems like the visitor nominees scheme's been scrapped and that SOC has also done away with all the checkpoints, which probably means less hassle and inconvenience if you intend to make a visit down to the hospital some time soon. See, I bring good news. Hah. Yet unfortunately, this fair maiden is currently undergoing the torture of a peeling nose. You judo peeps had better be grateful that I went down to support Kyu Grade yesterday. The long journey to the Bedok MRT is entirely reponsible for this dire straits I am in. Arghh... I need a skingraft! Any donors? But that aside, the competition is pretty much good entertainment. Loads of washboard abs coupled with bulging muscles make good eye candy. It's marvelous how much our dear Sec 1s have changed. 2 years in judo definitely does more wonder to the body than time spent in NS. So now they have much much nicer bodies than anyone of you who has undergone Tekong. Gosh, I think I am exhibiting the paedophile syndrome. And the girls will have to work harder. Chances are that Cjc will be back on its guard so we'll have a harder time beating them to pulp. And even if we can't make the gold medal mark, we must make hwachong sweat blood. Hmphh.. There is still time. Work harder. Work diligently. Make it to the finals again. Taste the triumph. More importantly, I have two tasks at hand. The first being to hone my writing skills. I have to write delibly and I have to make sense. Let me know if you do not understand what I am trying to say. I do not intend to be cheem. So if you do not get what I am trying to say, it means that I am not communicating properly. And when that happens, drop everything else you are doing and give me first-hand notice. In any case, it means more blogging in the next couple of weeks. My next task will be to lose weight. Dear Peicheng greeted me with a "how come you bloat up?" yesterday morning. I have no idea why a decrease in my weight had resulted in a bloating-up syndrome. I attribute it as a complication to the paedophile syndrome. But I shall go on a diet of greens. Does anyone have a patch of land for me to plant my celery and carrots? I shall be eternally grateful. Do look out for more entries for the next couple of weeks. Will end here with a food-for-thought: Is death a part of life or a medical failure? The maiden spoke at 10:48 PM
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