de actual fact..
i wan to bitch abt work..
but i held off first, until tt patience of mine really worn off, and the desire to 'kill' is very prominent.
anyway, its a "not-so-nice-matter-which-involves-with-important-ppl-who-wants-to-b-respected" matter...
im still surviving with de new station...
of which, i dun-really-hate-it..
i juz hate to be nursing 'special mentions' instead of my patients.
it really got me into thinking...
"y not have the doctors become a one-day NURSE instead?"
i dislike the way they talk abt our professionalism...instead of THEIR professionalism.
anyway, enough of work..
it will get off it sooner if i WERE to continue here.
THE REAL TOPIC IS HERE!!
couldnt get enough of 2AM/2PM.
was watching HOTBLOOD show..
apparently the guys cried **why does it matter anyway?**
when some of the team mates got eliminated.
it touches me on how good and close they were.
how they talk abt..."ALL for 1, 1 for ALL" **sounds familiar?**
imagine tt bond..
i wonder when was the last time i CRIED for some frenz..
i think of countless memories tt i tear-ed in private..
1) news when a good fren of mine got into an accident, went hiatus for months, only had tt bravery to tell me when i met her online and de story goes incomplete till now...
[it's ok gal, tell me when u are ready...its time to move on, but when?"
2) when another fren of mine got pregnant...[i dunnoe if its a dissapointment or happiness, but gal, u raised tt kid up well. remember that as a choice u have made. tell me when u are in need]
3) when another good fren of mine got pregnant. [i remembered tearing in front of her, which made her damn shock].
4) when my best-est buddies made tt 16/17th surprised bdae party in my house without my knowledge... *thanks gals...*
5) every graduation day...hmmmmm.... & every farewell..... [its coming up soon & often!]
anyway...i dunnoe why i wan to post this.
but watever it is...
im not tt cool or strong as wat im used to be.
blame it on nursing..
juz kidding!!
lolz
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