The previous bad experiences at Polyclinics failed to educate me sufficiently. After skipping the grooming session that formed part of AB218, the keh zhua me decided to do something good to myself. Online I went to search out the nearest polyclinic, which was a good 45minutes [15min bus 15min train 15min bus] away from me. But I reminded myself that this wound will not be assigned to any cleaning till I take out the stitches. Part of me very much wanted to keep the original bandage b'cos it was superbly done with little fuss, 'cept that it was threatening to fall off. The other part of me concluded that the Metro doc must have forgotten to give me cleaning instructions. In the end I would end up worse. The polyclinic nurse simply could not dress my stupid fingers. Flashbacks of the grumpy 'bee-cee' at Hougang began to haunt me. This time, minus the grumpiness. I don't know if it's true but I actually blamed the sloppiness to the cheapness of the medical services. Polyclinics have in fact become a hunting ground for students, disgrunted workers, NS men and Banglas, jamming up queues for real patients like me. A huge bunch of perfectly alright xiao-hun-huns and a Bangla were my enemies today, with the latter creating a huge din with a doctor b'cos he wasn't given a MC. Fuck off lar. Before I get carried away, I must remind myself the news bulletin that I saw earlier on. It was regarding the charging of 2 chinese males for portraying extreme racism in their blogs. Curious me immediately plunged into the midst of the action, navigating my way around the famous blogs in an attempt to get a hold on what was exactly written. I mean, maybe what they wrote have some truth in it. We don't hate them for no reason, do we? Oh yes, we do. -Endnote- Has Mr Miyagi become the spokesman of all local bloggers? His articles were all over Today, and now he is been interviewed by CNA for this incident. I now declare him the Chief of Blog. He wins all lar.