worst day ever

Today has got to be the most infuriating day of my entire life. Well, maybe not the most, but I would rank it right up there along with the worst days ever. It started off with today’s glorious morning, when mom decided to wake me up at 545am to go to work. Naturally, I would not have been too happy about that, seeing as how trying to get me up at 630 is as difficult as trying to pry open the jaws of life. I slowly made my way to the toilet, got dressed and went downstairs only to be rushed through my breakfast by both mom and dad, dad because he had to be at work early and mom because of her paranoia about traffic jams, ERP, uneconomical consumption of fuel.. you get the idea. So at 620am, dad and I left the house.

Normally, I sleep in the car. Since we usually leave around 630am or slightly later and traffic has had 10 minutes to build up, I tend to get a nice nap in the car. It’s amazing how much difference 10 minutes makes. Normally when we leave at 630 or later, I’ll reach TTSH around 710am. Today, I reached at 645am, with an insufficient nap in the car, a bad hairday and eyes that could barely open more than half a cm. I went straight to the kopitiam for a nice cup of teh c, which did help slightly and at 9am I went up to the office because I had already finished my attachment to the vascular department and was supposed to start urology today. I ended up waiting there for about 3 hours to find Prof C, only to discover that he was supposed to be in a meeting for the whole day and he wasn’t supposed to return to the office. Naturally, this didn’t really help my mood, so I decided to go down for lunch. On my way down, I met Prof C and he told me to go to the endoscopy centre to find one of the doctors there after lunch.

Before I continue, I would like to make/state a disclaimer (however it is used), that I am not angry or pissed off at the people in the department, because they are very busy people and I know that they don’t have time to entertain me. It’s more of an irritation at being placed in such a situation.

So after lunch, I went to the endoscopy centre only to find out that the doctor I was supposed to find was operating. “What now?” I thought. So I decided to wait some more! I mean, a while more wouldn’t hurt right? I was told that he would be done soon anyway. WRONG. I waited until 245pm, only to have my irritation level hit the roof, upon which I decided that after bumming around in the hospital for 8 hours, I should just sms him and hope that he would call me back. So I left the hospital in a very bad mood and took the train to Redhill to meet mom at the VW sh0wroom where she went to service the car. While I was leaving the hospital (and this really is the icing on top of the cake) I was going down the escalator from L1 to B1 when I saw someone out of the corner of my eye who looked vaguely familiar and when I turned my head to see who it was, I realised to my shock, horror, irritation, “insert some other negative emotion here” that it was HIM, HIM being the individual with a very long and bad track record with girls. I almost crashed into the person in front of me and went to the MRT station in an even worse mood and took the train. It was then that I realised that in my irritation and rush to leave the hospital, I didn’t go visit yk, which made me even more annoyed.

When I got to Redhill, I saw this girl walking in front of me whose legs were as thin as my arm. I’m not kidding. This just made me more irritated because I was convinced that she was anorexic and I was thinking about why people would want to subject themselves to such torture. Eat and be merry! The up point was that the doctor called me back and said that I could report at 9am tomorrow wohoo! and I saw Jia! So that made me feel slightly better. :) BAHHHT, in the process of trying to find the VW showroom, I got lost. -.- I was walking around in the blazing hot sun trying to find my way around, and I really felt like throwing something.

When I finally got to the VW showroom, I had a big cup of coffee followed by an even bigger cup of tea and just sat there and listened to some music, while waiting for mom. She decided to let me drive home, which may not have been the best of ideas, because as it is, I was already in a bad mood and Singaporean drivers, being such wonderful, courteous people did wonders to my emotions this afternoon. -.-

So here I am, ranting and raving, and to be honest, I do feel a lot better :) so yay.