I just got back from Manila. It was real fun. A lot of shopping. A lot of walking. And more eating. It was real fun! As in! Anyway, I bought a lot of stuff... bags, shoes, books.

I love shopping. But I really dont like needles. Last Friday, I had an MRI at the Cardinal Santos Hospital in Manila near Greenhills. They placed me onto this board and entered me into this chamber.

It was real noisy inside. As in real noisy. But then, 30 or so minutes after the procedure began, they got me out, and I thinking that it was all over, was smiling brightly.

But then, the radiology technician told me that the scans they took of my brain weren't really clear. And, they told me that they had to inject some dye into my system.

That's when I freaked out. I mean, inject dye? As in inject using a needle? You see, my greatest fear is of needles. Sure, I've been around them all my life considering my dad's a doctor and my mom's a nurse. But, the prospect of me getting injected was so not nice.

So, because they placed my head into this little cage, I couldnt move my head in any direction. Or in my case, I can't move my head at all.

So, my tears were streaming down my face when they injected me with the dye. My parents were outside, waiting for me, not knowing that I was really crying inside the room.

I guess that's it. That's my trip to Manila. Oh yeah, I bought, two bags (a white sparkly one and a yellow small one), a dragonfly clip, a Lacoste shirt, and 3 books (The Devil Wears Prada, No Boyfriend Since Birth and Drama Queen).

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