Oh god someone SHOOT ME!!!!
aaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrghhhhhhhh i hate this! I hate hate hate hate hate this like hell! Just cause I got astma, I gotta go to my doctor (no not my dad. Another one). AND I HATE IT AMONGST ALL THE THINGS ON EARTH! Obviously, my parents are blind to send me to a BABY AND CHILD CLINIC! oh god!!!! Maybe their maths is sooooo bad that they don't realise I'm born in 1990!!!! YES 1990!!! I'm NOT a kid! You know how humiliating it feels to be around babies and little annoying screaming kids who don't even have an iq of one yet?! And I'm the only freaking teenager there. TEENAGER not KID! Its so bloody embarassing! You know how it feels to stand on that puny little scale and have my weight read as 56kg!? And when they try to measure my height they can't because the metre rule is up to 1.3?!? AND EVERYONE'S STARING AT ME! holy mother of..... I NEED A LIFE HERE! Its so fucking embarassing with every visit! I could even kneel down to beg my parents not to make an appointment! The doctor is fine -he's a really nice chap but what I can't stand is that everyone stares at me as if I have a hormonal growth problem and aged physically by 10 years faster than the others when they think my age is 5. HELLO! IM 15!!!! I seriously want to kill myself now! I'm not some retarded kid who's got hormonal growth problems with some form of birth defect! Cause everyone thinks I'm a kid there! BUT IM NOT! Arghhh and my appointment is due at 11.30am. Great. Its 10.16 am now. I just want some air to breathe. And I'm PERFECTLY FINE! I've stopped wheezin and I can breathe now! God, why's the world so cruel to me.... Everytime I go there I have to bury my head in my hands because I can't take people staring at me! Fuaaaaaa...... nvm...... I'll just bundle my hair up in a cap and wear baggy oversized clothes to make me look kiddish. I'd maybe even wear a paper bag with two holes for my eyes. I'd feel better that way. Honestly. I hate the feeling of people stared at and stared down by people.
Its just fucking humiliating.
Especially last year when I had dengue and that doctor there gave me 2 weeks mc for being hospitalised, I had to give my form teacher an mc from "BABY AND CHILD CLINIC". It's always like this EVERY year when I have bronchitis and an attack. I have to go back, get an mc from there, give my teacher, and the teacher would stare at me and then say out loud in class: "Huh? Baby and child clinic? You're not a child anymore melissa."And I see dozens of heads turn in my direction. I just hate it. I bet if not for their good conscience, they would burst out laughing and I'd go hang myself in the toilet. I hate this. Wait I don't hate it. I loathe it.
Poo its 10.30am now. I got to get breakfast. So annoying. Sigh! Where's my cap.................
Its just fucking humiliating.
Especially last year when I had dengue and that doctor there gave me 2 weeks mc for being hospitalised, I had to give my form teacher an mc from "BABY AND CHILD CLINIC". It's always like this EVERY year when I have bronchitis and an attack. I have to go back, get an mc from there, give my teacher, and the teacher would stare at me and then say out loud in class: "Huh? Baby and child clinic? You're not a child anymore melissa."And I see dozens of heads turn in my direction. I just hate it. I bet if not for their good conscience, they would burst out laughing and I'd go hang myself in the toilet. I hate this. Wait I don't hate it. I loathe it.
Poo its 10.30am now. I got to get breakfast. So annoying. Sigh! Where's my cap.................
