21 Feb 2019
So.... im in KKH right now. Did an ultrasound scan at 10.30am, finished at 11am and started waiting for my doctor's appointment at 2.20pm. 4 damned hours. Here i am sitting at a hospital waiting seat outside the diagnostic rooms and i'm wishing and chanting in my mind, that id get cancer. That later when i walk in to the room the doctor would sit me down and tell me gravely that i have cancer. That the cyst near my ovary is cancerous. That i would die. Not because of what I did but what life did. Funny how when i was younger I had so many dreams and i wanted grow older faster, now that im in my 20s, all my hopes and dreams seem far away and the only comfort i have is the hope of my death. Supposed to be doing my school work and office work, hell, i've got a ton of things to do and havent done. But the one thing i really want is for my life to have an expiry date soon. In 2 years maybe, or 3. It would be enough to do all i want before i pass on. I dont think i would have any...