have a heart

fri, 7.11pm: walk dog [check]
driving lesson [postponed]
physics [finished bab1]
laundry [pending]

i'm feeling particularly useful today. so far, i've managed to have an almost distraction free study time courteousy of my driving instructor who cancelled on me at 3.30 (lesson was supposed to be at 3). oh well... more time to study then.

had a heart exam today. in sch. so there i was, jz 1 of the many ppl in my sch waiting in line 4 the doc to check if my heart's beating alright. came to my turn, she put the stetoscope to my chest, n listened... n listened... n put it in 5 other different places n still didn't get what she wanted to hear. n then, oh man! she asked me to stay back while she checked my classmates. i was shocked! i mean, what? do i have a heart problem? am i unwell...??? as far as i know, i'm perfectly healthy. i eat healthy (err... ok, maybe not), i don't smoke, or drink, or hook up & i exercise when i can (ok, so i'm nt exactly VRY sporty, but still...). n there i was, asked to stay behind so she could run more tests on me to confirm if i'm suffering from a heart desease. OMYGOSH! i felt like some kinda freak sitting on the stool, waiting 4 her to finish so she could jz tell me wut on earth was wrong with me so i could recede back to class to continue my normal n HEALTHY life.

meanwhile, i was kept busy grinning at my friends (can u even grin when u might turn out to haf heart desease?? ) n reassuring them that i was a.ok (y was i even reassuring them? heck! i need all the conforting i can get). after what seemed like hours (it was actually minutes, but u know how time flies when you're having 'fun') of being a freak show exibit; time for my verdict.

how it went: the nurse asked abt my visits to hospitals in the past (yeah, hospitals... you know; clean sterile floors, scrubs, puking ppl, drips, injections, blood... you can always count on hospitals for 5* accomodation. luxury at it's best). n i told her abt having asthma in the past. but that was seriously long ago. i'm almost as healthy as any horse now. trust me. after having me breathe in n out a couple lot more times n having finally satisfied her that i did not, in fact suffer from any terminal illness, i was free to go. oh, Finally!

one last word: i'm fine alright! want to get on my good side? then don't ever ask me if i'm fine or not (regarding this matter ler). cos i am. anyway, i won't give in without a fight. i'll survive alrite!