And so...

Back to talking about signs.

Signals.

Clues.

Cue.

I was seeing a guy of a different race for a month and

within that month, most likely right before I'm about to meet him

when I'm with him or right after i meet him, 

i would injure myself or just hit myself somehow.

Didn't think anything of it until it became too often.

I think you can call me clumsy but I'm not THAT clumsy.

Recently, i wanted to get a tattoo and it would be a reminder for myself

and when i reached the train station that I'm suppose to alight and walk

to my destination to meet up with the tattoo artist,

it starting drizzling and then i sort of tripped a little.

The drizzling part i was like "oh, okay, is this a sign?"

but didn't think about it anymore then while walking,

i tripped a little, which i doesn't usually happen unless i really

am not looking at where i was going then i thought 

"maybe these are really signs" y'know.

Then when i got there, he was preparing to show my fonts and stuff

on his laptop and he wasn't using a normal mouse but those for designers.

The pad thing with like a pen.....thing. Ya. That thing. 

Can never remember the name for it.

His laptop wouldn't let him click on anywhere that he wanted to click

to show me stuff and it would only allow him to click the bottom part,

he was using windows. You know, the bar. 

THAT was when i thought "okay, they are all signs. i know, i shouldn't be here"

but i still discussed with him all that necessary stuff and left after that.

I told him I'm not going to get the tattoo done and stuff and he's reeeeaaaally understanding

and nice. Really nice guy.

But my point is I believe in signs.

There are more but i thought these two would explain quite a lot.

Yesterday was just a great day because

at all the 3 stops in the hospital that i went to,

none of them failed to make me smile or laugh a little.

I like small talks, i like long talks too but the small and heart warming ones

are really nice.

End up getting MC from my doctor because i skipped school

because i had flu and she asked me "ok, you want how many days?"

hahaha and i asked for flu meds and we were talking about the price

and they were saying how cheap it is?

As in my doctor and her nurse.

Yeah, that was my gynae doctor trip.

yes, gynae. Fun times in the hospital.

AND SHIT. I FORGOT TO SUBMIT MY MC.

ARRRRRGGGGGH@I&$*#^%&^TEUI

JHYU@T$&^TRSHSJKUFE