Recalling the events that was only just yesterday morning, it was kinda drama-rama and really embarrassing!! Why didn't I just grab hold of the guy's arm instead of clinging onto his sling bag's strap and walking like a drunk, and I should have walked instead of being wheelchaired to the clinic... piangz.

Okay, i fainted in the public this time round. At the bustop outside my office, and only an indian guy who bothered to stop and helped me up (from the floor?) I really not sure what happened after i fainted, luckily I didn't hit my head much, only my left cheek bone feels abit bruised still.

Well I know I have dragged it long enough, I will go for the health screening checkup next month. I can't run away from the bloodsucking needles anymore, no matter how much I fear them.

The longer you procrastinate, and time is running out, the stress just triples. Sometimes I wish I don't have to think about facing the consequences, and can just do what i want.

It seems I have thought it to be easy. Really underestimated the requirements of my school work. Even an assigment seems to need in-depth research, and I thought just a few phrases would be enough. Now I don't think I'm cut out for it. To be a university graduate with my level? Maybe I'm just kidding myself.