Initially, i thought that my wednesday would be a typical and peaceful one, ending with a nice g12 meeting. Who would ever imagine that there is a much greater deal of crap waiting for me by the end of the day this wednesday (yesterday). I came back from g12 at around 10+ last night and was looking forward to a good bath, settle down with a nice book and read till i feel that i must sleep or die. However, my sister had a sudden attack of headache and kept on insisting to see a doctor. And we ended up at Mount-something hospital 24 hr clinic. And the first thing that happened when i stepped into that stupid hospital, was that i slipped on some moron's puke, and ended up washing my jeans in the handicapped toilet for about half an hour! The puke is horribly disgusting its white in color and smelled extremely foul. And that stupid nerd actually ate RICE when he was sick. There were grains of rice all over my jeans...it was just so damn gross! Worst of all, the puke is like almost totally camouflaged on the hostpital floor. It is impossible to see it, due to light and the color of the floor. My little sis actually sat right infront of it, without noticing it, until she saw me "moon walking" and my sudden disappearing act. And i was just approaching the seat next to her...... =( Some comfort anybody..? Anyway, my sis felt much better the moment she reached the hostpital. Which is the proof of how things like doctors and hostpitals affects the psychological state of a sick person. And im coming down with some illness as well...i dont feel very well....=( Just dont let it be the virus of that stupid moron thats passed to me