i'm in a bit of a dilemma now. firstly, i try to be nice to people, but more often than not, the following situation arises:

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After helping him/her, i get no thanks, instead i get some form of abuse. usually verbal, saying that it's the wrong way to do it, i could have done it myself etc. to that i have this to say:

if you're so damn smart, then you would not have needed my help in the first place. i help out of goodwill, but if this goodwill doesn't reciprocate, what's the point? i find it quite a waste to help for nothing. i'm not expecting cash or prizes, but a simple "thanks" would suffice. if you can't even bring yourself to say that word, then i think you're an EQ failure. such situations usually cause people to think that they have been taken advantage of.

also, is it such a necessity to suan people? yes i know suaning is inevitable, but of course, balance it out with some form of kindness. do things that are pleasing to others. and for the record, using vulgarities on someone after him/her helping you does not constitute kindness. if your vocabulary is so limited to those words, then you're also an IQ failure. if you're really not ready to say thanks yet, at least shut your hole before shooting off again and acknowledge the act.

of course, some people are hard wired to be nasty to others. i cannot change that. however, they themselves can change that, although kicking the habit is quite hard. just try and it'll do wonders for you.

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ah. that felt better. anyway, today was the track and field meet, and as usual, Hullett got completely owned by the other houses, especially Buckley and Bayley. must be that their runners have longer legs. also, i was struck down mysteriously by a fever, most probably spread to me by my little brother. Brandon also went down with a fever after his event. he was just sitting there with head in his hands. at first, we thought he was emoing there after getting third overall for 4x400 relay. lol (hope it's not my fault he got the fever.) rest of the day was pretty uneventful, and i went home at 11.30am to see a doctor. thanks to her prescription, i now have a total of 5 different pills to take one after another. hope i don't accidentally overdose...

getting blood test on Wednesday for a certain disease, and if the results come back negative, i have to go for another shot. this would be ok, except i have a phobia of being pierced or cut. i would rather they anaesthetise me first. this phobia of mine has some history...

it was five years ago. i went for a blood test to determine whether i have certain antibodies. so, i laid on the table, the doctor inserted the needle into my elbow, and after 5 plus minutes, said,

"sorry. i don't seem to be able to draw any blood here. please endure as i try again on a nearby spot."

*faint*

thankfully, he got it out the second time round. all this while, i was trying to ignore that sharp metal thing in my arm. and he was making it difficult for me by mumbling about some stuff about arteries and veins and how he should have used a larger needle...

glad that was over. however, every 5 years i'm due for another blood test. and whoop-the-doo, the next one i have is on wednesday. aargh!

piano exam for grade 6 is on friday, hope i pass... if not i'll have to endure another year of the same grade.

oh well, that's all i have to say for now. Till next post...