Thursday, May 17, 2007
#78 Clinical Prac Day 7
This will be the 2nd last edition of my clinical prac days..
its finally over.
well i just really really cant give a shit about washing any other resident other than mine cos its just too much work i reckon. LOL but yea.... IF its a nice carer, i'll do it for them. IF NOT, forget it. dont assume that just cos im there i'll do it. Like hello.... give me a choice between feeding a resident lunch and showering one... OBVIOUSLY FEED!! im sure that you know that as well.. not like im getting paid for it as well anyway..
8 days is just TOO long... we're helping the carers with their work. and they're getting paid. we're not. we're pretty much PAYING them to go on these pracs, with out ridiculously priced school fees.
whatever.
anyway, im confused.
i am born an idiot, was an idiot, am an idiot, will be an idiot, die an idiot, and go to the after life an idiot.
when he smses me, i wonder if he's smsing me cos he wants to, and not cos i expect him to msg me.
when he DOESNT msg me, i wonder why he hasn't messaged.
when i want to message him, i feel that im being pesky.
when i dont message him, i just feel weird about it and just keep checking my mobile.
HAIZ...
anyway as Father Doug loves to say... first 6 months of LOVE is lust.. only after this phase only does TRUE LOVE start. LOL which phase am i in i wonder.. guess we'll just have to wait and see....
STOP whinging denise.. shut up already. you're thinking too much. and YES i AM talking to myself on my blog... i dont care.. dont think anyone else reads my blog anyway. LOL
yay tomorrow is the last day. yay yay yay... will be going shopping with Pei, and Lauren and Jing and i think Jeff as well and go for dinner after that. LOL that'll be right after our prac.
haiz its only 7.30pm and im shit tired and bored. i just feel somewhat shitty. anyway, i guess i'll stop my whinging and log off and mayb sleep or watch tv (like there's anything to watch in the first place) or do my work. i dont care.. i dont care...
if you're reading this and you've become somewhat uneasy or worried or anything, im sorry. im just not being myself.
still, i miss you.. that i know for sure.
its finally over.
well i just really really cant give a shit about washing any other resident other than mine cos its just too much work i reckon. LOL but yea.... IF its a nice carer, i'll do it for them. IF NOT, forget it. dont assume that just cos im there i'll do it. Like hello.... give me a choice between feeding a resident lunch and showering one... OBVIOUSLY FEED!! im sure that you know that as well.. not like im getting paid for it as well anyway..
8 days is just TOO long... we're helping the carers with their work. and they're getting paid. we're not. we're pretty much PAYING them to go on these pracs, with out ridiculously priced school fees.
whatever.
anyway, im confused.
i am born an idiot, was an idiot, am an idiot, will be an idiot, die an idiot, and go to the after life an idiot.
when he smses me, i wonder if he's smsing me cos he wants to, and not cos i expect him to msg me.
when he DOESNT msg me, i wonder why he hasn't messaged.
when i want to message him, i feel that im being pesky.
when i dont message him, i just feel weird about it and just keep checking my mobile.
HAIZ...
anyway as Father Doug loves to say... first 6 months of LOVE is lust.. only after this phase only does TRUE LOVE start. LOL which phase am i in i wonder.. guess we'll just have to wait and see....
STOP whinging denise.. shut up already. you're thinking too much. and YES i AM talking to myself on my blog... i dont care.. dont think anyone else reads my blog anyway. LOL
yay tomorrow is the last day. yay yay yay... will be going shopping with Pei, and Lauren and Jing and i think Jeff as well and go for dinner after that. LOL that'll be right after our prac.
haiz its only 7.30pm and im shit tired and bored. i just feel somewhat shitty. anyway, i guess i'll stop my whinging and log off and mayb sleep or watch tv (like there's anything to watch in the first place) or do my work. i dont care.. i dont care...
if you're reading this and you've become somewhat uneasy or worried or anything, im sorry. im just not being myself.
still, i miss you.. that i know for sure.