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Tuesday, September 04, 2007

hello.

attachments = 7 hours of standing, learning new things, doing horrible year 1&2 skills, backache, gossips, cute apeks and aunties etc. and i must kill fadhil very soon. he's going around telling the makciks to intro to me their nephews or sons.

this time, attachments is double stressing. daily reflections, homework to be done, medicine quiz etc. gosh. its not easy to be a nurse.

and some random stuff. ms. ng is a CI in ttsh. sms-ed her yesterday asking which ward she's in and telling her that both me and nat is in ttsh. that cute woman dare to tell us that she's one level above us and that we cant harrass her. haha. too bad lah, we did today. :)

gdbye.
ps: im falling for james denton. :)

8:10 PM Friends are like roses... you have to look out for the pricks!

The Lady

Siti Fatimah

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About her

a nurse.
paranoid.
20.11.86
loves her family.
loves her darlings.
loves her friends.
too many backstabbers in her life.

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