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Tuesday, March 20, 2007

*euphoria

Mindless Shallow, non-brainy post coming up.

YES my attachments are over!

the counting down of the seconds, the rushing of the casestudy, the never ending serving of urinals and bedpans, the refusal to wipe asses, slacking off at that corner behind the water cooler thing, Chester's LESS, down there, rushing off once the time is up cause next shift is morning shift, Busrides, getting freaked over scandals,the ER event, checking of results ofn the doctor's xray comp after a whole morning of anxious waiting, Lucas's "HELLO NURSE". it goes on. it was all good while it lasted. BUT noone complains when the holidays are here RIGHT? although my holidays this time round will be really short, i aint complaining. I will make the most of it, and get that properly rested feeling before the start of year 2.


yesterday and today, i felt exceptionally happy, like im on a high, Some euphoric Drug. HAHA no worries i aint a drug addict. many factors contributed to my euphoric state of mind.


Sentosa with MR Smiley. HA i kept my word of not putting ur face on friendster or my blog. Whatever. You're not here, it's Mr smiley i took the photo with. i took the train thing for the 1st time, not bad, i'll go to the beach more often already, it's really fast. and though i didnt change a shade at all, the company and sea and sandcastle and sun(that only came out when it was setting) was all worth one day of my packed schedule. and best of all i got to eat Roti prata after. Pure bliss. i went home feeling all happy.





And today was the day with my tall sis! HIGH TEA! HAHAHA what more can i say? Everytime Everytime we take retard photos. and deep dark secret? TO THE LEFT. you ar, this is all ur fault, i can never listen to the song properly and never face him properly again. unglam high tea moments, stuffing food, Tofu, Chocolate, not eating the seeds, camwhoring in the TOILET, benglish, Havs, crap, jasmine, MORNING DEW, LOVE!


pardon my rattling off of random words that come to my brain. But really.














I plastic-ed myself with that cute Cukoo clock. :)
Does gluttonny of happiness Kill?
:):):):)



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