Another monday blue as per usual .
However, I got to leave early due to my appointment at National Skin Centre. Mummy supposed to drive me there but she couldn't make it.
Bought these hair bands on last Saturday but I haven't use it yet :)
Luckily, I got a direct bus from my house. If not, it will be a pain in the ass to the bus, MRT and walked to the place.
Lunch for today. I know, it looks unhealthy for lunch .
I went to see the doctor and in order to confirm that it's pityriasis rosea, I have to take a blood test .
I never like needles and as expected, I cried when I heard that I have to go through a blood test.
It's damn scary, especially if you ever meet an inexperienced/impatience nurse to draw blood for you.
Mum said that I am useless, but she didn't understand there's such thing as needles or rather injection phobia. This is something inflict by the stupid nurse back in Primary 6 for injections.
In the end, I cried for more than 5 minutes before the blood test. It obviously painful as compared to my injection for teeth extraction !
After that, I got my results then I went to get my medicine. Though I wasn't the one paying, the consultation itself cost 91 bucks !
At night, Mummy, uncle and I went around shopping while waiting for the stall at Orchard plaza to open.
We went to Samantha Thavasa but apparently, the bag I want wasn't there . Worse senario if I can't find a bag, I will have to buy it from Samantha Thavasa online shop :/
My dinner (:
By the time I reached home, my hand's numbness wasn't gone yet.
The scary needle marking from blood test .
Medicine for my rashes.
Yesterday
I was camping for my results and thank goodness, I passed all modules.
What I wanna do when I saw my engineering grade is to shout at that disgusting man "hah, right in your face, I don't need your sympathy for a D-". LOL.
Anyway, the day was rather unpleasant because I was scolded for doing my job.
Now I confirmed my doubts; the production manager, who is the boss elder brother, hates QA people to the core.
I really cannot stand the nonsense. KNN, he thinks that my parents gave birth to me for him to scold for some retarded reason ? FUCK OFF SERIOUSLY.
In addition, I only take 440 for the 6 weeks . For what fucking reason do I have to endure this shit ? I didn't offend him in any ways .
If he is not happy with QA department, then tell his brother to cross out the department and let him fucking do it himself .
It's really WTF loh. He scold other people's kids, don't he scared of karma? Fuck off seriously . I don't give damn .
Ok, enough of the rants.
Eating some delicious snacks to calm my nerves.
Today
I was doing nothing in the morning except for doing some paper work because I wanna avoid that old fart until I talked to the lady boss.
She was surprised that I complained about that old fart because she has never heard of them before.
Of course she wouldn't hear them. The permanent staff still have to survive here, together with that old fart.
Hopefully, everything will be better for the rest of the ITP duration.
Snacks for tea break (:
At night, dear, my sisters and I watched Burlesque till late. It's really a fantastic show (:
Ok, that's all for now .
pissed .
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