We left at 1.30 or so. Subway closes about 12.15. So...we had to cab it back. Thank god Cecelia knows a bit of Korean. She ended up getting us a taxi. Just after we saw this man.
He was tipsy to say the least. I was 100% sure I was going to see a man get run over. But god dammit it didn't happen. Also note this is the CLOSEST to the curb he was the 4 minutes I saw him.
So we get in a cab. He says 35. Whatever. Then the ass turns on the meter. So half way there. He says in Korea are you Russian? (aka. are you prostitutes?) FUCK YOU ASS HOLE is what I say in my head. Cecelia says oh are you Japanese in Korean? Then he says no no, Russian Russian. So dick head still thinks we're gonna pay him. Fuck that noise. So I am now plotting how to find this dickheads family and melt their faces. What? I was SICK and angry that I had to pay some asshole who just insulted me. So we get 4 minutes from our stop and he turns off the meter. Which was at 21. WELL. Cecelia is that last so I told her good luck. Soon as it stops I pop that fucking door open. Cecelia argues with him as Mel and I wait outside. She said she kept pointing to the meter and how he turned it off. What a penis face.
So Saturday I wake up with the effin throat thing again. I figure I should go to the hospital and take care of it now before it gets bad like it was. So I call Simon, he says give them the phone when you get there. Cecelia gives me directions and I'm on my way.
This is in front of the hospital. Yea..... so it was very clean in there, but every bed was in a big room.... so I got there and there was one man there. He left soon after. I was by myself for about 10 minutes. Then an old lady and her family came and were beside me. She must have eaten too much (yea they go to the hospital when they EAT TOO MUCH). Then a chick in an ambulance came in. Then a baby and another old lady. That lady got blood taken out and sent away. And then another lady came in.
The doctor spoke decent English and said I had severe throat swelling. Shit if he woulda saw me Monday he would crapped himself, because it was 1/15 of what it was Monday. So my treatment was an IV bag full of antibiotics and then a painkiller shot (YEA). Then I got 2 days worth of pills. THESE PILLS.
That's about 18 pills A DAY. YEA BOY. I honestly got some weird shakes after I took these pills. I'm fucking Michael J. Fox at the moment. Watch me eat soup, it's god damn hilarious, unless you are me.
So now I'm all better.