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Wednesday, May 23, 2007
3:06 PM

The bell rang at 12.50pm.. instinctively I wanted to leave school immediately.. I felt so weak and tired.. the rain made it worst.. so I decided cab home. Went to the clinic, but they were out for lunch.. so I waited.. it was only 1.15pm.. then at 1.30pm.. the shutter went up, took a number card and continue to wait.. only manage to see the doc at 2. Doc said I was having a fever.. 38 deg.. (yeah whatever, I just needed the medicine and then I can lay in bed to REST!)

Doc:
Do you need an MC?
ML: Ehh.. no..
Doc: Sure?
ML: ok, maybe for tmr.. (thinking to myself, who the hell is on MC on their bday)
Doc: Ok

Luckily the rain stopped, but things are not getting better.. as I walked out of the lift.. I told myself.. the keys must be in my bag.. yet.. I was 99.9% sure it wasn’t.. How could I actually forget.. I was so close to home.. so close to lying down on the bed to rest..

Sis is still in school training. Bro’s out.. and he’s not picking up his phone.. Mum’s at work and she doesn’t have the car.. so my only option left was Dad.. (the one who always nag at us for not bringing keys..)

Surprisingly.. he wasn’t the least bit angry.. but he’ll take an hour before he reaches home.. time check.. it was 2.30pm and one hour later’s 3.30pm! 15 min later bro called.. he said he could bring the keys.. in 15min.. hesitated for awhile before I replied “ ok, just come home quickly..” that 30 min was like eternity.. I wanted to be home so so badly..