grumpy day.

tired out from 6 days of cofm polyclinic surveys. its no joke standing from 730am to 5pm i tell u. and talking to every single patient who walks through that door. and then persuading them to help u do a survey (pls pls pls pretty pretty pls?!!!!!!!!)

doesnt help that my horrendously old injury from yr 2005 november has yet to recover. and no wonder, standing like this aint going to help a ligament to heal yeah? its hurting again. huff. i may as well announce my disability and get permanent exemption from all exertions.

wish i can run/hop/skip/dance/kick-box/aerobics/walk normally/shop normally/walk stairs comfortably/run after the bus/dont have to wear ankle guard again.

*blue*