Actually I don't like being filled with so much negative emotions.
I do want to be HAPPY all the time, but I just can't.
Things do make me sad, and I'm still human, I think I still have to rights to be sad.
I'm just over using my emotion.
I want to enjoy life, but I can't seem to be able to do so.
(On the other side of me was like thinking that I'm just purely lazy to make my life better.)
I just finished blogging on the statistic blog, and just found out the we actually did something wrong. So I guess the blog is unable to be completed by today. Anyway tomorrow there's presentation on Research method, and I'm stress. Stress because I'm not well-prepared. Most of the jobs are not done by me, and I felt bad. So I'm really trying hard to make up to my group mates by doing a good job for the statistic and hope that they can forgive my laziness. I have a badly planned life, and there is so much to be accomplished. That is call social role stress, if I haven't remember wrongly what Trina(sociology lecturer) taught us.
My mother always put this fear on me, telling me that I look older than my brother because I always have late nights. WHATEVER! and by that I mean I know it's the truth. Truth are brutal.
BYE! and I'll continue my late night with my Research Method study.
THIS YEAR I SHALL WISH FOR A MAGIC ERASER TO ERASE MY -VE EMOTION.
Thursday, July 31, 2008
Friday, July 25, 2008
Excuse
Overslept again.
Stupid handphone. I was praising it sometime ago, I think it got arrogant and decided to play an trick on me. Last night I slept early, knowing that I'll be sleeping for more than eight hours, I was happy. BUT today wake up in a shock, blame the nice weather. The weather is so cooling that makes you feel that it isn't the time to get up...
An extra common excuse for not attending lesson.
:D
Stupid handphone. I was praising it sometime ago, I think it got arrogant and decided to play an trick on me. Last night I slept early, knowing that I'll be sleeping for more than eight hours, I was happy. BUT today wake up in a shock, blame the nice weather. The weather is so cooling that makes you feel that it isn't the time to get up...
An extra common excuse for not attending lesson.
:D
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
feeling damn uncomfortable today/
Having a bad flu.
Super hyperactive running nose.
Nope, a it's speeding marathon nose.
A day which I can't live without tissue.
I think I killed a tree today.
Why am I still up at this hour?
HAHA. It's a secret, satisfied with the outcome I did.
Actually I was designing the blog for my project. :D
Link will be posted up once it's graded or really to present...
You can go and search maybe you can find it...
Related to supplement.
The other reason for being up, was I fell asleep once I got home.
Super fatigue with the flu.
I think I don't need food anymore, what I need is tissue and gallons of H2O.
BYE.
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Something to miss
Content warning:
DISGUSTNG CONTENT**
If you're eating, please stop eating;
If you're drinking, please stop drinking;
Breath in and out before you scroll further;
It's me.
When I'm young, and before I undergo orthodontic treatment.
Not much differences, I guess.
But it's the poses that make it irks.
.
Comparing the pass and now, I have so much misses.
I miss my pass.
I miss my Father.
I miss my Grandfather.
I miss my Grandmother.
I miss my Saturdays and Sundays.
I miss going to my Grandmother's house; Grandfather's house; current:Uncle's house on Sunday.
I miss the time when I could enjoy watching television programs one after another till my mother nagged.
I miss talking to my family.
I miss talking to my cousins.
I miss my cousins.
I miss you.
I miss having someone to flood my massage everyday.
I miss hanging out with my friends.
I miss my friends.
I miss ELDDS.
I miss acting.
Damn.. the list will never end...
Anyway, to keep my flickr account I have to create an Yahoo account, to merge them.
Freaking Lame.
I have a problem with remembering my email accounts, and now they're forcing me to create more. Other than lost90found@hotmail.com, I created like two or three others, but I couldn't remember them. Maybe lost90found has already inked in my brain, and my brain is so small, there's no space for more.
Now I have yahoo account too, lost90found@yahoo.com.
I guess I can remember this one.
HAHA.
It's quite a lame post.
But I really miss them, I really do.
BYE EARTHLINGS, I gonna meet them in my dream.
DISGUSTNG CONTENT**
If you're eating, please stop eating;
If you're drinking, please stop drinking;
Breath in and out before you scroll further;
It's me.
When I'm young, and before I undergo orthodontic treatment.
Not much differences, I guess.
But it's the poses that make it irks.
.
Comparing the pass and now, I have so much misses.
I miss my pass.
I miss my Father.
I miss my Grandfather.
I miss my Grandmother.
I miss my Saturdays and Sundays.
I miss going to my Grandmother's house; Grandfather's house; current:Uncle's house on Sunday.
I miss the time when I could enjoy watching television programs one after another till my mother nagged.
I miss talking to my family.
I miss talking to my cousins.
I miss my cousins.
I miss you.
I miss having someone to flood my massage everyday.
I miss hanging out with my friends.
I miss my friends.
I miss ELDDS.
I miss acting.
Damn.. the list will never end...
Anyway, to keep my flickr account I have to create an Yahoo account, to merge them.
Freaking Lame.
I have a problem with remembering my email accounts, and now they're forcing me to create more. Other than lost90found@hotmail.com, I created like two or three others, but I couldn't remember them. Maybe lost90found has already inked in my brain, and my brain is so small, there's no space for more.
Now I have yahoo account too, lost90found@yahoo.com.
I guess I can remember this one.
HAHA.
It's quite a lame post.
But I really miss them, I really do.
BYE EARTHLINGS, I gonna meet them in my dream.
Crappy.
HAHA.
I know you know that I'm so busy recently.
I just get so exhausted everyday that I don't wish to do anything and can't remember anything...
I'm so forgetful.
I actually forget whoever b'day till... you know I read her blog.
I know you know who I'm talking about.
Qianhui I still love you, don't worry.
It's like one week after your b'day.
HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY.
I know you'll not be happy that you hear nothing from your cousins, but wishes just kept coming from from your friends... It may not be cousinS but a cousin.
Anyway anyway, I still LOVE you.
DONT angry okay!
Today have to freaking write a report due to a patient's complain.
I FUCKING hate redundant extra jobs, although I'm assigned to be in that cubicle to service them. BUT I DEFINETLY CAN SAY THAT I SAID NOTHING TO PATIENT THAT LEADS TO MISCOMMUNICATIONS AND COMPLAINS.
Retarded!
I suspect the suspect but she said the reserve before we could even say/ask anything to her.
Me and other student most of the them wasn't in our cubicle(most of the time), after we did what we're supposed to do, we just roam around the ward. We have no waste of our precious time to confuse our patient. I don't know about the other shift but I suspect is HER.
I rewrote the report for freaking X number of times.
Sometimes I just don't understand why people need to put others in difficulties.
We as free labours/free angels help as much as we can in the ward but is seen as devils. Like we always get the Staff nurse into more trouble than helping them.
So much to complain! Nursing isn't that easy as it look! NOT JUST CLEANING BACKSIDES!
We not only deal with patients, but their family, and not only the client them, themselves but within ourselves, eg. staff nurses, ward sisters, colleagues...
So much so much.
whatever it's. I just wish I have more time to care about myself than this shits.
let's end the post with OH CRAP like one of the stuff nurses keep saying.
OH-CRAP! Crappy life!
I know you know that I'm so busy recently.
I just get so exhausted everyday that I don't wish to do anything and can't remember anything...
I'm so forgetful.
I actually forget whoever b'day till... you know I read her blog.
I know you know who I'm talking about.
Qianhui I still love you, don't worry.
It's like one week after your b'day.
HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY.
I know you'll not be happy that you hear nothing from your cousins, but wishes just kept coming from from your friends... It may not be cousinS but a cousin.
Anyway anyway, I still LOVE you.
DONT angry okay!
Today have to freaking write a report due to a patient's complain.
I FUCKING hate redundant extra jobs, although I'm assigned to be in that cubicle to service them. BUT I DEFINETLY CAN SAY THAT I SAID NOTHING TO PATIENT THAT LEADS TO MISCOMMUNICATIONS AND COMPLAINS.
Retarded!
I suspect the suspect but she said the reserve before we could even say/ask anything to her.
Me and other student most of the them wasn't in our cubicle(most of the time), after we did what we're supposed to do, we just roam around the ward. We have no waste of our precious time to confuse our patient. I don't know about the other shift but I suspect is HER.
I rewrote the report for freaking X number of times.
Sometimes I just don't understand why people need to put others in difficulties.
We as free labours/free angels help as much as we can in the ward but is seen as devils. Like we always get the Staff nurse into more trouble than helping them.
So much to complain! Nursing isn't that easy as it look! NOT JUST CLEANING BACKSIDES!
We not only deal with patients, but their family, and not only the client them, themselves but within ourselves, eg. staff nurses, ward sisters, colleagues...
So much so much.
whatever it's. I just wish I have more time to care about myself than this shits.
let's end the post with OH CRAP like one of the stuff nurses keep saying.
OH-CRAP! Crappy life!
Wednesday, July 02, 2008
just a haha post.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
I always wanted to start a post by 'laughing' madly, but never find a reason to do so, and never question myself why I wanna do so...
Perhaps just trying out something mad.
Have been reading P.S. I Love You written by Cecelia Ahern, she a young and beautiful looking woman. Never actually thought that writers can be that young, I always thought that most writers are retirees; they write when they're free. But that's stereo-typing of course, there is always picture outside the box. I love the book, look how she has protraits Holly's life, Holly has a good husband to love for. I hope my love can be as true as what was written in the book... it's feel so being love and has someone to love for. Anyway haven complete reading the book, I'm a slow reader, who only reads while I'm on the train or waiting. So guess I have another one or two weeks to spend with the book.
For this week I am trying my very best to get pass it as soon as possible. I'm scare that if I get to settled with it, I may be lazy for the rest of my weeks or months... Contradictorily, the week has been so comfortable that makes me feel so uncomfortable. I'm just not use to be so so so.. unproductive. Have not tried not working for almost two weeks and get up at a very late hour since a very long time that I couldn't ever remember. On my resting period, I was thinking am I a workaholic or so. There goes a saying: When you're young you spend your health gaining wealth, but when you're old, you spend your wealth gaining your health. So I guess I fall into the category or maybe not so, because I'm way too spendthrift now... eventually I will not fulfill the second part of the sentence.
Guess your have guessed it.
I have gotten two weeks of my part-time job.
I'm not enjoying it so far, it's just like you live your life to eat, work and sleep.
It's quite boring though.
But got to catch up with my besties and friends, during the later part of week, so I guess I finally have a weekend plan since so... forever.
Guess I shall end my post with words, what's wrong with me?, it always have been words.
It's two am right now, and I'm not tired.
My body clock is wrongly adjusted.
Okay, bye.
I always wanted to start a post by 'laughing' madly, but never find a reason to do so, and never question myself why I wanna do so...
Perhaps just trying out something mad.
Have been reading P.S. I Love You written by Cecelia Ahern, she a young and beautiful looking woman. Never actually thought that writers can be that young, I always thought that most writers are retirees; they write when they're free. But that's stereo-typing of course, there is always picture outside the box. I love the book, look how she has protraits Holly's life, Holly has a good husband to love for. I hope my love can be as true as what was written in the book... it's feel so being love and has someone to love for. Anyway haven complete reading the book, I'm a slow reader, who only reads while I'm on the train or waiting. So guess I have another one or two weeks to spend with the book.
For this week I am trying my very best to get pass it as soon as possible. I'm scare that if I get to settled with it, I may be lazy for the rest of my weeks or months... Contradictorily, the week has been so comfortable that makes me feel so uncomfortable. I'm just not use to be so so so.. unproductive. Have not tried not working for almost two weeks and get up at a very late hour since a very long time that I couldn't ever remember. On my resting period, I was thinking am I a workaholic or so. There goes a saying: When you're young you spend your health gaining wealth, but when you're old, you spend your wealth gaining your health. So I guess I fall into the category or maybe not so, because I'm way too spendthrift now... eventually I will not fulfill the second part of the sentence.
Guess your have guessed it.
I have gotten two weeks of my part-time job.
I'm not enjoying it so far, it's just like you live your life to eat, work and sleep.
It's quite boring though.
But got to catch up with my besties and friends, during the later part of week, so I guess I finally have a weekend plan since so... forever.
Guess I shall end my post with words, what's wrong with me?, it always have been words.
It's two am right now, and I'm not tired.
My body clock is wrongly adjusted.
Okay, bye.
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