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Friday, July 03, 2009

I Was Violated.
okay lah, kidding. i just FEEL violated.


okay world, i officially hate NUS.

had the stupid medical checkup ytd. and till now, i still dont know the rationale behind it. everyone should be given a chance to study right? means if you're a little loco in the head but still really intellectual, you wont be able to study Uni? walao.

was kinda late cause i stayed over at kuku's place and i couldnt wake up in time. got a ride from her home to grab my documents and cabbed down to NUS.

and freak?! i saw the address wrongly on the paper. told the address for the Admissions Office which signed off at the bottom instead of the Health Centre. so in the end i had 60cents worth of exercise by walking back.

took eyesight and measurements. eh PS, i am 1.58m kay!

oh, and i think my low blood pressure thingey is back. the lady was damn shocked when she saw my reading and i was the only one who needed to take it twice. ):

then it was the peepee thing! the nurse gave me this disposable party cup with my queue number on it. guess what? i had to collect my pee! what the pong, there was no cap at all. and it wasnt like the NTU one where you just had to dip an indicator in and pour the pee away. the counter looked like it had many different shades of chrysanthemum tea.

i was like so grossed out that i washed my hands with soap after peeing and washed again after submitting it. then the cheena girl beside me who was weirdly yellow, just rinsed her hands with WATER (NO SOAP!) and walked off to submit! she didnt even wash with soap! gross shit.

and god bless me cause her queue number was quite near mine and i had to touch everything she touched. i frigging sanitised my hands like a gazillions times.


then i waited for an hour for my turn at the doctor's consultation part. wtf? they just skipped my number and everyone who came after me went first! they only actually did sth about it after i complained twice. annoying crap.

yes, here comes the part which explains the title.

the moment i stepped into the room, the doctor said, "unhook your bra."

can you imagine my shocked face?!

omfg, and she touched my boobs! more like press everywhere can. argh, bigger than usual boobs doesnt indicate a higher risk of breast cancer. and for goodness sake, i can check myself right?!


the unfortunate incidents of not being able to get a cab in NUS and so many other blahblahs officially confirms my hate for my new school.


ARGH!


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