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Tell me what's wrong with society
When everywhere I look I see
Young girls dying to be on TV
Won't stop 'til they've reached their dreams

Diet pills, surgery
Photoshopped pictures in magazines
Telling them how they should be
It doesn't make sense to me

Is everybody going crazy?
Is anybody gonna save me?
Can anybody tell me what's going on?
Tell me what's going on
If you open your eyes
You'll see that something is wrong

I guess things are not how they used to be
There's no more normal families
Parents act like enemies
Making kids feel like it's World War III

No one cares, no one's there
I guess we're all just too damn busy
And money's our first priority
It doesn't make sense to me

Is everybody going crazy?
Is anybody gonna save me?
Can anybody tell me what's going on?
Tell me what's going on
If you open your eyes
You'll see that something is wrong

Is everybody going crazy?
Is everybody going crazy?

Tell me what's wrong with society
When everywhere I look I see
Rich guys driving big SUV's
While kids are starving in the streets
No one cares
No one likes to share
I guess life's unfair

Is everybody going crazy?
Is anybody gonna save me?
Can anybody tell me what's going on?
Tell me what's going on
If you open your eyes
You'll see that something
something is wrong

Is everybody going crazy?
Can anybody tell me what's going on?
Tell me what's going on
If you open your eyes
You'll see that something is wrong

-Crazy, Simple Plan

Unrefrained Blogger




{/Sprained
Sunday, July 27, 2008 ( 4:17 PM )

My right ankle is sprained badly last wednesday where i had to jump but suay suay landed on the root of the tree. Damn, couldn't even stand up, and there goes my Thursday ( spent in Alexandra Hospital ) Friday, Sat and Sun, lazing around at home hoping that my ankle can de-swell and recuperate faster. Well Sat that day, its ps and jess's farewell bbq, so i lan lan wack all the painkillers and went. Wasn't really in the happiest mood to enjoy the bbq with them as my leg's still swollen, for that my apologies to all who went.

My last week was spent sitting down in my coy office from about 5am till 10pm. Reading newspaper, magazines, listening to the phone... literally can't move about much. Even my lunch had to be packed and brought back. Feeling damn shit lah, everything PIKA Stay! everybody else go and help here help there do this do that... It sucks to be a PIKA seriously. But sometimes also good lah, can at least sit down and decently read newspaper and can watch TV in the air-con room !!! 7pm show and 9pm show!!!

And oh, last tuesday i went to CMPB for x-ray again and that stupid MO only said 2 sentence after receiving my X-ray film. "Congrats no fracture which means you got a very bad sprain" and " I give you attend B for 5 days, if still pain come back again" I was like WTH!!!

This week my coy's going out field again, so i suppose this week gonna be the same as the last, as boring, as unmeaningful, as stonning, as.. as.. as... It just sucks big time lah, wasting my time away when i could have been with my buddies chiong suah, at least its more fun. Oh well, booking in 5 hours time and i'll be confined to that desk in the aircon room :(