Saturday, April 29, 2006

hrm so much to write.. good stuff bad stuff happi stuff sad stuff.. dunno where i shld begin.. my head's juz spinning..
maybe it's e stupid song tt's making me feel blue.. somehow i feel tt i'm wasting my life away.. haiz..
k talk about unlucky days.. wed was our very first nights out in smm in like 6 weeks.. and guess what.. i got fire picket.. so yup.. ppl went out n enjoy their night while i stayed in the wos room doing fatique work.. zzz.. sianzzzed
but oh well.. it's ok.. not tt i would enjoy a 2 hr break from the routine tt much..
tmr's nus interview.. damn scared now.. man.. hate this feeling..
nxt tuesday there's a pharmacology test.. gosh why do i need to study that? goodness.... and the failing rate is quite high for the past few batches.. u need to remember basically the whole book.. and even if i pass, it's not the hardest of all tests.. there'll still be dispensing of drugs, military patient assessment module..etc all tt.. goodness.. this is more tiring than jc.. or rather shld i put it this way, i've not realli studied tt much during jc at all? or put my heart to it..
i juz wanna get my stay out vocation... sighz.. if not.. try to get spec2, if still not? gues i'll juz try to downgrade for some reason.. sheesh..
hrm another sad song.. haiz..
i wanna go back to school.. seriously.. juz go back and look arnd.. and imagine u're still back in school..
thou i have to say that i do enjoy this new found freedom.. as enjoyable as it is to be a grown up.. it's juz as tiring.. tired of what exactly i dunno.. but it's juz tiring.. to the extent tt i can forget how little things can make me excited when i was a child.. now everything tt happens juz seems so boring.. nth seems to interest me anymore.. hrm.. how did this happen? wadeva..

5:16 PM

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