Maeyonnaise

I was suppose to see the doctor today.  I went straight to the clinic from work.  Got to reception by just 15 minutes passed 7pm.  I have psyched myself for the wait.  I know this is how it works here as she is very very popular.  She is known to be a good doc.  I sat there, grabbed a magazine and started reading while I listen to some music from my headphones.  I finished Location mag and grabbed Hello with Kylie on the cover saying that she is probably going back together with Olivier. chismiss muna! (some gossip). I read about Bruce Willie’s new 29 year old woman.  Just a bit half his age.  Read about Eva Mendez’s check into a rehab where Lindsay Lohan went to.  Read about the former Heath Ledger’s Michelle breaking her silence about the much loved Heath. Read about Eva Longoria’s former life as an “ugly duckling”.  Angelina & Brad’s growing family… and so on and so forth.

After reading everything interesting enough from that mag, I checked my mail from my phone, updated some web feeds… checked my mail from my phone again.  I asked where am I in the long list of patients…

You’re the 8th!  :getlost:

Ah well.

So I then, changed seats, watched Spiderman from my phone (for the nth time since I had the phone).

Hubby called.  Movie stopped. “Yes, I am still here.” I said.

After the call, the movie wouldn’t continue for some reason.  It was starting from the beginnging. :ermm:

“The doctor is not in her room.” I heard

I asked again where I was in the line.  I was thinking I would be the 3rd by now.

“You’re the 6th” she said.

HUwat?!!  I said this in my head and almost had a Sakura episode :argh: :angry: :blink: (if you watch Naruto, you know what I mean). 

:wassat: “so will she take long?”

“she’ll be back soon” You know that feeling when you can sense that this person is just saying that to try to console you?!

I stood by a wall for 5 minutes.

Then felt so tired… so starving… so frustrated…

I walked out intending to just grab the leftover sandwich from lunch in the car and come back.

As I walked the cold almost deserted street, I just felt home calling me.

I even thought, “if there is a parking a ticket on my windshield, I will head back after grabbing the sandwich, otherwise, I am outta there!”

slouching… forcing myself… I drove home.

had some road rage at careless drivers.

CRASH! in bed that is!

sigh.  What a day!

Tomorrow, I better call Ate to put me way ahead of everyone before I head off there.