Sometimes Honesty Does Not Avail

Hueeee... it's been a very long time - a month - since I last wrote...

And here I am again... trying to gather in mind what I am gonna write here... haha...

I must say that today I am very depressed. Why, because of a doctor at the medical centre! Now, let's see... who was the doctor? Ah, PY (for privacy reason). That old, bald doctor was so irrational!

Now, the reason I was at the medcent was to obtain a medical certificate (MC) as a reference to move from my hellishly hot hall to one of the two Antarctic-cold (ok, I was hyperbolic) halls.

And so, I said, "Well, you see, my hall is so hot, and I tend to develop rashes and acnes if I sweat."

To my surprise, he responded, "Then why don't you ask your warden to install aircon (AC, in case you don't know what an aircon is =P) in your room?"

Oh come on, doc, what is the rationale behind your words!? To date, only two out of sixteen halls in NTU are destined to be air-conditioned! And if your "splendid" (sarcastic mode: on) solution is doable, people would not even GIVE A DAMN about moving to hall 3 and 16! They can just give the general office a visit and said, "Hey, come to my room and give me an aircon unit, because I'm scorched dead," and voila! You get your oh-so-longed-for aircon unit magically installed.

What's more, he said, "It is you who have to adapt with the environment, not vice versa."

To some extent, his words are indeed true. Nothing is wrong. But please! How can I cope with the scorching weather here with my 'ere pimples and rashes? He said that as if he were able to adapt himself with the condition here. I'm sure if we remove his car's battery, he would complain in agony about how hot it is.

I was honest, but treated as though were lying.

Damn.

How very fortunate of me to have good friends. They're the ones who keep me sane. If I didn't have them, chances are tomorrow I'm going to wrap a sphigmomanometer's band (the band they wrap around your arm to measure your blood pressure) around the doc's neck, pump the device, and measure his systole and diastole as his cervical arteries burst... (sadistic mode: on)

No, of course not! I'm just kidding... =)

Anyway, tomorrow I'm gonna have a game of bowling with Edo and Randy. Afterwards, I'm having a dinner at KFC! What a nice (and also lavish) weekend treat! ^_^