Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Telephone.

Hello, hello? Baby you called? I can't hear a thing.
I have got no service in the club, you see-see.
Wha-wha-whaat did you say? Oh you breaking up on me.
Sorry, I cannot hear you. I'm kinda busy.

Today was a day of high yield. Studied. Breast clinic. SGH ward-trolling with high success-rate. Awesomeness.

Paeds interview just around the corner. It beckons with a menacing smile.

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