The week that i almost died!

Well I just wanted to say i almost died while i was overseas and i almost couldn't make it back to singapore to meet my friends and family...i really thought i was a goner!

Here is how the story goes...i contracted dengue while overseas, had some rashes and was under high fever....at first didn't know it was dengue in fact i didn't know it was dengue till i was back to singapore and has a bloody test.

Anyway since it was high fever...i went to the doctor name ignorant for help....he diagnose me and then gave me a jab so my fever would subside....well it did...for a couple of hours and on the same night the fever came back...well i remember asking him if it could have been dengue and he eagerly said NO...and when i asked about the rashes he said...he didn't know why i had rashes...

Well since he is the doctor and i felt bit better after the jab...i let it go... after having fever again the same night...i was getting worried and ready to just die when the shinigami comes for me. Surprisingly i manage to survive till daylight and went back to the same asshole doctor for help.

I told him i vomited the night before and might be due to food poisoning...then after further diagnose he gave me a jab to the ass and IV drip again. this time with something extra. Well again i felt much better thus...i didn't asked much...

And guess what? on the same night...the fever came back and i vomited again...actually lets cut to the chase....i went back for the third time...he cure me with the same method even though its obvious it didn't work...then someone said he had something like mine last time and had to be admitted to the hospital...by then the rashes as spread to my face, whole hand and legs...still the doctor thinks its nothing???? weird isn't it!

And whats worst....When i went to the hospital....I saw the doctor working there! OH MY GOD!
the clinic was his part-time and his full time was a doctor at the hospital....to my demise he is going to be in-charge of me....

This is when i thought to myself....i am so going to die....surprisingly...they look my blood for testing...although the one taking the blood was a phucking bitch who thinks she is drawing blood from a dead person...if i had the chance or energy i would have poke the needle into her hand recklessly trying to find the bloody vein...i swear i could have kill her on the spot ain't for my lack of energy and seriously outnumbered!

The blood test was like 24 hours....i wonder what kinda technology did they use for blood testing...cause when i was back in singapore it took only an hour...

Actually i didn't know when the results was out cause they refuse to let me know whats wrong with my blood and when i asked the doctor...they just replied saying was i afraid i had some contagious diseases. They just totally refuse to let me know and i swear i had the right to know!

Whats worst is...instead of curing my for food poisioning...they gave me medicine to made me voimit and try to cure it with gastric medication.

I don't get it...i keep complaining about voimit and they gave me medicine that cause me to be nauseous. some kinda doctor you must be thinking...

I was so damn pissed that i almost wanted to discharge immediately and fly back to singapore seeking help from the professionals...

I am just glad they didnt kill me....and i guess they did cure my dengure after all the vitamin C jabs they gave me!

Well all in all...i survived and i am back in one piece.

My beloved neighbour

I actually wasn't in the mood or at least i felt lazy in logging on and typing anything on my blog....until now....

I was just on my way out of my condo till the guard stopped me...and told me something rather special that kinda made my day...

He started off with please do not get angry...and i was like er...ok...i won't...(sorry that i was angry after that...not at him but at the person)

Then he said...yesterday one of my neighbour complained that i parked my lorry too close to his car and it might actually scratch his vehicle...so he says i should actually parked else where instead of the stretch of lots underneath his condo..

Well at first i didn't want to cause any trouble to the guard cause he is a nice guy...and i said...ok no problem.

However, after driving away...the anger seems to be getting into my nerves...suddenly it just burst and i had to message my best fren BEN and told him about it. The more i think about it...the angrier i get...and the angrier i get the more i wanted to do something about it...

Well the final product of my anger was that i parked at the exact same lot and wrote a note leaving it on my windscreen and hopefully my neighbour sees it.

The notes goes like,
" To: MY DEAR NEIGHBOUR,
I AM ALWAYS VERY CAREFUL IN OPENING THE DOOR OF MY VEHICLE, THUS I DOUBT THAT ANY SCRATCHES OR DENT ON YOUR CAR WAS LEFT BY ME. AND IF YOU FEEL UNCOMFORTABLE AFTER READING THIS NOTE PLEASE FEEL FREE TO LEAVE A POST IT ON MY LORRY. I REALLY WISH WE COULD LIVE IN PEACE AND HARMONY.

FROM: YOUR NEIGHBOUR WHO WANTS TO LIVE IN PEACE."

It wasn't much of a note but i do hope he/she reads it....and if its possible i do hope to recieve a post it/reply the next day!

The angel of the day follow by my full loads of complaints!

Can you believe it someone just lend me 25cents....and she is a stranger..and she is pretty....nice figure..wow...she is so nice!

Well it all goes like this...i only had $7.20 on me and i am at burger king terminal 1. Well i had $50 but than i bought something from the duty free which left me with only $7.20...but sub consciously i thought i had like 8 bucks...so as happy as i can be...i went to burger king for my breakfast...kinda exciting cause its the first time i am having BK breakfast by myself at terminal 1...

Glance through the menu contemplating between the 7.35 or the 7.45 meal...both which i realise i do not have enough cash on me...but i didn't know at the point in time....in the end went ahead with the more expensive one....thinking...since i have like 8 bucks it doesn't really matter!

Order and when i was about to pay cash...i gave her a 5 dollar note follow by a 2 dollar note.....then i lapse for a few second and realise oh its only 7 dollars in total...so i went to search for the non existence 1 dollar coin in my pocket which i thought the lady at the duty free store return me....

Well i did found a coin but came to my surprise its only 20cents...erm...immediately i said the thing every singaporean would have asked in a situation like this...."do you accept nets?"

And immediately which like most respone to this kinda question..."sorry we don't" well actually the lady - cashier didn't really know what i was saying from my weird accent...which i normally have when i travel overseas....its kinda like a non singaporean accent....no i am not a poser its just that it comes naturally when i am not in singapore.....its self tune!

Anyway then she asked her manager and the manager said they only accept master or visa! then i offer to pay by visa....and just at this moment the chinese lady told her manager...its only 25cents short....and she offer to topup that 25cents for me!

At that very moment i was thinking to myself.....ANGEL!!!! well anyone who offer to give me money is either an angel or god to me!

But well although she is chinese...she isn't like the others at my school which has this aura of arrogance around them....

This lady was really nice...speaks well kinda good english...fluent at least... big boobs....nice ass... fair skin...sharp nose....gosh..and best of all offer to topup my 25cents shortage!

Then well since she was so nice i thought its appropriate to thank her in her native language which is obviously chinese and i doubt it will be much of a difficulty to me...so i said xie xie! then well she kinda look shy and blushed...then turn her head away and waving her hand at the same time saying....its ok...im english!

Till now i guess she still didn't know i was from singapore....then after i collect my food and everything...she asked me in chinese...where was i from...then i replied...singapore lor!

Well at the point in time...i could more or less sense that...she felt she was being cheated by a conman who was rich enough to travel overseas for holiday yet do not have enough cash to pay for the meal....

Somehow i could sense the disappointment and slight anger in her....then i thought to myself...i guess its time for me to disappear right now...then i took my food and head to my seat..

Well how did i know she has huge boobs...well when she walked pass me i saw the side view of it...and yes...its big....maybe its the bra...but who knows....i prefer to think she has big boobs....since she is an angel...my angel!

Then she has nice cute ass too...and slim waist and fair clean skin! like crystal clear! milky white fair skin!

WOW...she could be a mistress anytime if she wants! ANd i would gladly make her my mistress anytime she is wants! no problem man! i could literally see myself stroking my hands through her hair....and slowly down her neck...and then to the chest area....wow....massaging her tired boobs....since its big and i pressume having to fight against gravity all the time would be so damn hard!

then i would probably grab her ass with both hands...and then french her....now this has become so porn!...erm....and sound kinda wrong...but sex is a normal thing between love ones...so nope its not porn but pure love!

Talking about grabbing ass...i saw this philipino's tight ass with her g-string...oh my god....if not for all the people around me i would have went forward and grab it with my bare hands...and well..guess what make her my mistress too!!

But things doesn't always seems to go your way and i just have to admit or surrender my fate that such tight ass with g-string ain't for me...but for well...i dunno...old uncles...or some macho big dick guy...!

I am just an average guy with a average dick nothing spectacular neither do i have amazing stamina or powerful thrust...so why would someone with just amazing tight ass with g-string...want to take me on?

Life just isn't fair....i lose in terms of looks! lose in terms of intellect! lose in term of dick size! lose in term of career prospect! lose in terms of body!

Seriously....what possibly could i have that allow me to win just someone? I am just so average that i realise i am like a factory product from the singapore factory. I am just being brought up to be normal and serve the economy till my lifespan is used up and dispose off...

Am i really just like any other people? even my looks are so normal that people thought they know me or seen me before...actually no...i have not seen you guys before...its just that i have a common face since one of the products produce from the same factory!

I can actually see myself working in the office day in day out....get marry....collect CPF and then die....wow....you can say its boring or you can say its all well planned for!

now now....what am i bitching about? i am suppose to talk about the angel...but actually i kinda finish that story long ago...the follow are just nonsense which represent how i feel deep inside....i feel normal too normal like the average guy u pick from the streets of singapore without any distinctive flavour and none in skill that surpass others...!!

Be it looks, body, talent, brains, career, cash, assets, cars, or anything thing else....i guess god really is fair...i am so normal in everything that i would say i do not have any deficicany except for the deficiency in girls....