work alone today.
so many patients come in at de same time.
and only got me.
hello hello, all those impatient sick people,
what do you expect from a trainee,
need take med for you, register and find your card.
you think i got lots of hands.?
im not monster or some kind of 'qian shou guan ying'
although i know i look kind.
laughs*
two damn hours later
after my colleagues came back,
i got this huge box. and also two other small ones.
this is not those small small box.
like those big big one.
and look at de med inside.
i have to put them one by one,
and count them capsules by capsules.
but i did my work half way,
and let de full timer do de rest.
so much med,
dont know where to keep.
de table that i sat on, i used to pack these med
and also still register patients.
at first aint that messy...
then after awhile...
what do you still expect.
got so many work to do.
so dont expect neat tables.
'yan bu jian wei jing' go home better.
so at three, went off meet this 'huai nu ren'
she wanna cheat small boys.
monday, 23 feb 09.
some idiots just love to make me cry.
and know what.
joan is a girl who cry and can never stop.
i cried de whole darn night.
like from de moment jonathan call till morning 6am.
slept for 10mins then went to work.
damn blur.
i stopped awhile and start crying when my phone ring.
no matter who call.
cindy.? jason ong.?
at first stop alr, after they call,
cry till cindy also wants to cry.
laughs*
firstly, didnt expect her to call and still care and still can cry with me.
i think i can compete with cindy,
see whose ex bf more dramatic.
but without hesitating...
ding ding. confirm is cindy win one.
after de things that jonathan said on de phone,
really, i give up.
and he's de one say dont contact,
and yet he's de one keep msg,
and still make so much noise.
i will forever remember what you shout that night.
never i will forget.
