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| Deeply jealous of people who get their weekends off, and I feel like I'm living in weeks where days have no weekdays or weekends anymore.
Plus, it's nice to walk around town aimlessly with no plans in mind, I think it's days like these when I just need to unwind. And stop living in reality in that phase... Okay, I think I've always been. Last week was so loved, honestly. Laughters are so hard to come by, because everyday I'm expected to perform better than the day before. 3rd official day in the ward and transfers from everywhere are the bane of my life. : ( All the lines and shit, grah. Very strange to be working with loads of lines every single day.
At Hazel's watching people play MJ, while before that we had a lot of fun roaming and taking honestly retarded photos. I just needed a break from everything and all... Maybe alone time next.
Still miss my epic weekends.
Love you, whoever you are. | | |
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Weekends off are so precious to me, I have absolutely no idea what made me say that I'm fine working on weekends to sister. I have random off days on the coming Wednesday and Thursday, which makes me believe it's okay for a normal staff nurse but not for me.
I'm quite tired of explaining myself, not knowing what to do and saying all the wrong things at the wrong time. I secretly wish for a nicer roster, before they switch my preceptor and all that kinda stuff.
Working is so complex, school is so much better. Plus, I think worrying is making my GIT all screwed up. I need to get an endoscope check up soon. ---- I still think about things, about how I might start losing my friends because of my roster(s), about losing the fun, about losing almost all the good stuff in the world I never had time to appreciate because I always took them for granted.
Thinking about it just makes me more annoyed, sad and disappointed. Absolutely no negotiation skills or tact at all. FML. This weekend, I hope to meet you and you. Just so you know, it's been lovely knowing you all over again. | | |
| I haven't met my perceptor, have a packed working roster and the sister secretly hates me.
Good job on surviving first day, I think my eyes were literally closing when the consultant was talking away with the other team members. GG for the next 11 weeks. | | |
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Friday night was one of the best nights of my life, and I'm not going to lie about it (:
& the past weekend was epic again! Yayyyy for friends : D Helped out at the SPCA Charity Sale on Saturday & Sunday, where our clothes weren't exactly cleared but we made quite a substantial amount to donate! Hooray and thank you for coming by to support this event : )
Met up with a couple of people who came by, and I guess it's always lovely to catch up with people whom you've probably not met in a long while, or meet pretty often but never had the time to ever talk about things on your heart. Plus it's always good to have Daily's and a pasar malam nearby (or maybe not so nearby) to entertain for a bit, especially when hunger strikes (: ----- First day back in TTSH and I could feel my eyes closing each time a voice starts speaking. Then it'll morph into a drone, which is absolutely great for insomnia. I should probably start sleeping early, because then tomorrow I'll function better. I guess my weekend plans are going to be ruined by my tiredness again, but my body needs rest. Otherwise I'm going to see a lot of pimples and receive a lot of mood swings.
I have so much things on my heart. Sometimes I can feel that connection between me and you, sometimes I don't even know if I'm doing the right thing. What happens if it all tumbles down and my wounds are going to be exposed?
Maybe I will never know, in this life. | | |
| my eyes can no longer let light in.
my brain can longer retain anymore information.
my body is beginning to feel the effects of physical wear and tear.
sometimes, my emotions bring me on a ride. please forget i exist. no goals, no aspirations, no future to look ahead to. complete bond and rot my life away. sounds like a good idea. | | |
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