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Friday, June 5, 2009
Last blogged @ 4:44 PM

I feel damn bad.
Today had been a fucking Day-of-Misfortunate-Events Day.
Everything went wrong.
WRONG, WRONG, WRONG!
Everything I mean it.


Wokeup late.
Only year2 student in the team in ward today.
I done all the shit jobs since morning all the way till end of work.
Bullied, totally.
I don't wish to talk about ward affairs here, neither do I wanna complain.
I just wanna say that I didn't talk back about you behind your back.
Believe it or not.


The CI is very nice to us.
I like Susanna's approach of getting us to present our case study.
It really made me learn alot more about the respiratory ward.
Thankyou, thankyou, thankyou.


Accidentally kicked a little boy's hard shoes.
It's sandals as a matter of fact.
My nail came off.
Anyone wanna see? :o
I pulled out my nail already.

Moodswings were on & off even though I don't really know what was it about.
Neither do I think there's anything to get mad about.
Okay, slightly.

Went to meet Bf's bros together with Amelia.
When we were about to go home, we played & I unintentionally twisted his right arm.
RIGHT ARM OUT OF BOTH ARMS.
Now I don't even know whether he can work on Monday onwards or not.
I feel damn guilty.


That's about it.
I'm sooo tired, and my phone's batt's running dry,
as I'm talking to my bf.
Damnit, I can't chill today.


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