Thursday, August 23rd, 2007
Its just one of those days when you go “what the f***?”. Got up early today as I’ve to commute down to the city to collect my translated documents from my professional NAATI accredited translator. Yes, hes licensed to translate, and it cost me $30AUD for 14 words and a few blocks of numbers… but theres nothing I can do about it. So anyways, after getting those precious documents, I decided to check out a few things before heading to work.
As i head towards my tram stop, there was a huge demonstration by the socialist party marching down Swanston Street. Now I’ve absolutely no idea what they were demonstrating about but I find it kinda funny that the police were ‘escorting’ them as they march. Kinda diffused their impact in a way. While it was entertaining to watch, I soon realized that they were in the way of the trams, which means I’m pretty much stuck in the city till they dispersed.
About 45 minutes later, tram services were resumed, but no tram for the 72 line was in sight for another half an hour… this is not the first time. This is not the first time something like this has happened to me. The 72 line is cursed. Even though they claimed 8-12 minutes interval, its been known for the intervals to be as long as 30-45 minutes before another tram comes. I’ve personally observed this before. Trams from other lines will pass you about 2-3 times before line 72 appears. Its cursed I tell, C U R S E D.
So, I got onto the tram about 3.40pm, which means I’m going to be late for work. That sucked. Thats like $16 bucks gone for that hour I missed. There were some pretty interesting ‘entertainment’ on board the tram for that hour or so to work. First, I was staring at this person, who has very manly features, old and wrinkly, but manly. Big arms and thick legs. Then, this person was wearing a bright purple dress with glittering gold trimmings, big Louis Vuitton hand bag and red high heels. This person was smiling at everyone as if that person was very attractive. When that person finally got off at Federation Square, I could’ve sworn that person was skipping… that freaking cross-dresser sent a jarring chill down my spine.
A few more stops later, this 2 men boarded. At first they look like any normal aussie bloke, well, not really normal but… anyways, at that time I was replying a text message. When I’m done with that and looked up, lo and behold, a scene that will forever scar an image in my mind and gives me nightmares every night from this day hence played out. There is just something extremely traumatizing seeing 2 blokes French Kissing and being lovey dovey in front of you. The worst thing of all, both of them have missing and crooked teeth. One of them looks almost exactly like this guy on the right. Its true! The striking resemblance is uncanny!
When i finally got to work, I was dead tired. Still i had to soldier on. All is well till I was about to leave work. Theres this new patient who was impatient (heh =p). He kept on insisting hes ready to leave when hes clearly not. You could almost hear him say:”I’m ready to go, but i think my Fistula is not.” So he stood up ignoring Nurse A’s advice and voila, he started bleeding like a fountain. His daughter jumped out from her chair screaming. It wasn’t a pretty sight. You know when you watch movies on the big screen, where the hero slices the villain and blood splatters? Well thats almost exactly how it looked like. Nurse A was frantically trying to stop the bleeding whilst calling Nurse B for help. They managed to stop it, and I had to help clean up the mess before the blood dries up and we’re screwed. So yeah, after that ordeal, Nurse B just said to me when we’re in the staff room:”Some patients are really dickheads.” =S
When I finally came back home, i had to study…. dum dum dum… Traffic Rules!!! Yeap, thats right. Because Malaysian Driving Licensing is not up to Australia’s standard (Singapore’s is), I have to retake all assessment again to get my Victorian Driving License. That sucks. It really sucks when you are being forced to be
Driving professionally like this

to……

Sigh, such is fate.
Well, seems like I’ve been constantly bombarded with unpleasant stuff eh? Well, I came home to the loving arms of my new baby. I’m currently enjoying her crisp, huge and sleek body…..

No, not Tifa Lockhart (although I wouldn’t mind at all =p), but the new wide screen I’ve got now, Asus MW221U Widescreen LCD <3. 22″ screen real estate, Native resolution 1680 x 1050; Response time 2ms, HDCP enabled; this babeh rocks! Well the reason I got this sexy beauty is because my previous LCD started making sizzling sounds for 10 minutes each time I turned it on. Frankly, I was scared it would blow up in my face. Something about being mistrustful by a Taiwanese company product which is made in China…
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