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Thursday, September 28, 2006
happy bday.

hello.

me and nat is thinking of directing 2 movies: The Eye and The Nose. ok we're damn bad. but its funny, but in a bad way. :)

working in ward 81 was fun and good, especially towards the end of the day. maybe because the moron is not there. i did vulval swabbing, changing, off catheter, administer medicine, answering call bell, and when i'm free, u'll see me in the nursery. its a nice experience actually. BUT, some moron just got to spoil my day.

before start work, she met us in the tearoom to discuss abt logbook. comments she gave about me is like fcuk. she said im not suitable to be a leader, im not proactive bla bla. she make it sound like i have no initiative in doing work, im too quiet, haiya, all the not so good comments lah. BUT, the 'best' part, she said somebody very good. im not jealous at all. but the fact that SHE is good. try be in my shoes. work with her one day. moron ah. she even put comments like 'she accepts advices well', and not to me. wtf. she's damn childish if she did this all because of last wednesday. i dun want to get low grades because of her.

except for me, biba, nat and huda, the rest seriously better dun dare say that you all hate her. cos if u do, you lied.

ok. im angry.

oh, and happy 18th bday to biba. :)

bye.


11:26 PM Friends are like roses... you have to look out for the pricks!