I was walking to South Spine from my Hall.

I remembered i have a meeting with the Career Services Asst. Director to talk about my internship experience. I went to her office and saw her door was left ajar.

I walked in without knocking. She gestured me something which I don't quite understand. Oh. She was on the phone by the way.

Me: Hi Linda! Sorry I'm late! Was having group project discussion just now.

Linda: *puts down her phone* It's okae. Didn't anyone taught you manners? Shouldn't you knock before you enter?

Me: *innocently* But i thought you gestured me to come in?

Linda: *sternly* I was gesturing for you to wait.

Me: Sorry... I....

Linda: Don't think you are some big shot getting to work in big banks and just come in like that. You know this is damn fucking rude? I don't wanna promote this in NBS!

Me: *fuming* Wad are you trying to imply here.

Linda: I don't feel like talking to you now. Please leave.

Me: *points middle finger at her* Fuck off bitch.

I was damn fucking angry. As i was walking out of the office i saw Jolin Tsai (Taiwanese Singer) talking to the Vice Dean of NBS about having a concert in NTU. They were discussing about some contract matters.

Then Jay Chou came along. Vice Dean asked Jay Chou and Jolin to perform a duet to gauge what kind of songs they intend to sing during the concert. They started singing "Wu Ding" or "Rooftop". The Vice Dean sang together and Linda joined in.

Then i woke up.



I was at Nanyang Medical Center today.

Yes. Again.

I'm like the "Resident" patient.

My doctor is o'seas and won't be back till 4 weeks later. So they gave me this doctor which i never seen before. I spent 25 mins in his room.

When i first went in, i thought i had entered the wrong room. He resembles a very dressed up delivery man. Middle age bloke.

And very in touch with his feminine side.

He placed on of his hands on the table and rested his face on his palms, looking non-chalant. Frowned.

Doc: Sleep disorder eh?

Me: *sleepy* yeah.

Doc: So what's the issue?

I told him abt last night. Couldn't sleep till 4 pus am and had sudden anxiety attacks. About schoolwork, friends, relationships and family. Took the drug and it seemed like it took longer to take effect and i remained awake till very late. But i woke up early and was unable to sleep for longer than 6 and a half hours.

It's draining me.

He began asking me questions abt my life, relationships and stuff. I kept staring outside the window. He had this mellow voice which can drive anyone to sleep. He keep repeating his questions and i was like,"Eh? Can you repeat that again?" He became annoyed at a particular point in time and i sorta confessed that "my affairs are personal and i wouldn't wanna repeat my problems over and over again."

He placed another hand on his table, resting his entire head using two hands now. Deepened his frown.

He said he'll need to treat my depression and sleep disorder.

Doc: You take this two hor. Two tablets at night. Both have drowsy effect. One for insomnia and the other for depression. You sure knock out one this time.

He said i was getting used to the other sleeping pill and tat has no longer much effect on me.

He asked if i have friends to talk to other than the counsellor.

I suddenly remembered last night i went to Darrell's room and told him about my problems. But all i get was one whole load of BS (Bullshit) and sarcasm. He's the only person i know capable of making anyone more suicidal than ever.

i replied,"No."

He gave me the yellow slip and asked me to come see him again after a week's time and "see what happens".