Like fuck. Let me tell you my long story...

Today my brother had to be admitted into the hospital and it took like, what 10:30am we reached Gleneagles and waited for the doctor. Apparently they wanted to test for things like malaria and dengue fever because of the symptoms that are showing from him. But...before we could reach the doctor, there was this terrible crisis.

With 6 lifts and at around lunch time, it's BAD in Singapore to be admitted/try to visit doctors at that time. There are COUNTLESS of visitors and patients and all that shit, and they keep clogging up the goddamn lifts and they just WOULDN'T let way. My brother's cramps are acting up like fuck, and those people can't see how fucking PALE he was! WHAT. THE. FUCK. THOSE IDIOTS HAVE NO EYES?! 'Kay fine, that aside, we got a lift after some waiting time...

And then there's the other problem as well. When the doctor has gotten his blood (ouch, 5 tubes), and then we were preparing to leave. It seemed like there were a shortage of nurses. So, alright, my mom went to fetch a wheelchair. But still...they said it would take some time before the wheelchair would reach, so my mom got fed-up and went to get it first instead. But...outside were a bunch of noisy Indonesians. No offence to ANY Indonesians. Really, it's just them. God, it's not like you can't speak, but speak SOFTLY! Their incessant chattering was just unbearable! So obvious that they could see into the room that my brother was resting, and they can just MAKE THEMSELVES SOFTER, but they weren't that considerate. Luckily we left that place ASAP. I, myself, detest noise when I'm in places like hospitals because it's a place meant for recuperation, for some peace at least.

Alright, we left the doctor's area to to the admission procedures, and then, there's this two kids [fuckin' little DEVILS] who were making shitloads of noise in the quiet environment! And the gramma or something doesn't say anything?! Continues to entertain the little children. Sigh, kids. That's why I've made my resolution to never ever, if I DO get married, to get kids. They are the world's worst! And the lifts, same number of lifts since it's the same building, but it's so shit! All lifts come in full, and some just come with lesser people going in the direction that we want to go, but others will just get in like this. Like, fuck, look at us. Fucking look at us.

We have someone in the wheelchair.
The rest are standing properly in the lifts.
The others don't give no shit and just move themselves in.
THE FUCK?! CAN'T YOU ALL FUCKING SEE THAT THERE IS SOMEONE HERE FUCKING GOING TO NEED TO FUCKING GO TO EMERGENCY?! WHAT THE FUCK FUCKERS?!

Let me tell you, I am thoroughly embarassed. They, most of them, are Singaporeans. UGLY SINGAPOREANS. FUCKING UGLY SINGAPOREANS. I'M SO ASHAMED OF MYSELF BEING ONE. No wonder so many people say that Singaporeans have big problems, and it's true. I'm going to constantly remind myself that I shouldn't be like them!

Only at that time, an ang moh (English) decided to give way when my mom said to a lift full of people, "Can you guys please let us in? It's urgent!" I swore she was just as frustrated as me, except that I was glaring holes at every Singaporean I saw. I just silently thanked the English and really, she was a nice person to give way immediately.

God fucking hell, UGLY SINGAPOREANS. Well, after that we reached the ward and all and now my brother's doing better. It wasn't anything serious. It was more of eating too much medication which actually reversed the effects of what the medication was supposed to do...