Spent my time with god-dad at the hospital. He keeps pulling off the tubes that the nurses have to tie him to the bed. Of course an acknowledgment form was signed in case people think it's "cruelty". Stubborn god-dad..he behaved like a little boy today. The thing that irritated me was, every 1/2 hour, the nurses will drag a new machine into the room and do the whatever test on him. Sheesh..how to rest like this?? Then it was the blood test then brain scan then suction. Machines after machines. I can't even take it when he makes all the weird noises as he coughs. Needless to say: the sound of the suction machine on him. My heart aches for him and for god-brother. Financial strain on him since he's the only child. Hopefully their faith will see them through this crisis.

One of their relative came and sort of preached to me about Catholic as a religion. She told me of the difference between Methodist and Catholics. I learnt so much just by listening to her. Didnt know Mother Mary wasn't a God. She was merely the chosen one. =) Bless us all. Then she finally ended off by saying im 17 yrs old, and should be able to decide for myself the kind of religion i want. Religion is such a huge issue to me..

Tan Tock Seng Hospital changed a lot. It looks so much better now..facilities and everything looks new and clean to me. The only thing that remains the same is: THE SMELL. Args..makes me so sick sometimes..But the ward god-dad was staying at, has a very nice environment for recuperation. Maybe it's a higher class ward, which explains for the nice scenary and caring nurses. This indian nurse spoke chinese so well, i complimented her and told her i cant speak like her. *throw face* I saw how the other patients interacted with each other, understanding and learning from each other their illness. Can be a very......kind of experience for me (notice i dont know what word to use) since i dont frequent the hospital. But the service there is really good. They eat at 12pm, 3pm, 6pm then 9pm. Sheesh..good life! Bad thing's that god-dad can't eat..it's been 2 days. He's a big man, 72 this year, eats large portion of food, drinks alot of coffee, writes alot. Now, he's starving in hospital. They finally got him to wear pampers and the tube thing that collects the pee in a bag. If only he had listened last time..

Your life will never go that wrong if you're in pink of health. Watch your diet and exercise regularly!! It's the only way to go about living life to the fullest and experience things you have yet to do so.

Shit..do i sound like some idiot or what..haha.. *shakes butttt*