phew!

Buaya Week is finally over! It's really a relief cos by Wednesday, I was so tired and cranky that I probably annoyed a lot of people.

Now it's time to catch up on my sleep and school work, which I've been blatantly ignoring.

On a more excited note, Clinical Attachment is starting on Monday. Quite looking forward to it actually but a little afraid that I won't be able to perform the skills competently. Imagine if some old fella falls down while I'm transferring him or something *shudders*

Always have faith.

Buaya Week Blues

I. Am. So. Tired.

I'm drained from all the Buaya Week stuff that I have to do; staying up late to finish the letters, baking and baking, keeping my identity secret, keeping OTHER people's identities secret etc. Not that I don't enjoy doing all these things, just that I desperately need a break. A rest from all this, so that I have time to do the work I've been neglecting and to have time for myself. I continue only because the reaction I get is worth all the effort I put in.

Anyway, this is exactly why I chose to stay in hall and so far it's been fun so I'm not complaining, much. Only that exhaustion has gotten the better of me now, hence the whining above.

Honestly, my creative quota for this year has been surpassed but I still have to think of ideas for CMB Publicity!

*pulls out hair, screams and kicks around*

It's 1.54am and I'm still awake trying to digest the insane article that is "The nature of philosophy of science, theory and knowledge relating to nursing and professionalism". I swear, I've never felt that my language was bad, up to now. I understand only every other sentence and every 5 minutes I have to look up some cheem word or phrase in the dictionary. Like for instance, positivistic logic. "What in the world is that?" I hear you ask. I have no idea! And yet, my module Professional Issues and Practices (I call it PIP for short) requires us to understand these difficult terms which, in all honesty, we will probably NEVER use again. Just like relative velocity.

Actually PIP is the only module that actually inspires me to study harder and to become the best nurse that I can be. So I guess it's not all bad, plus my lecturer is super duper nice.

Think I'm going to give up and sleep soon. #@%$^$#%^ philosophy!

When everything feels like the movies
Yeah, you bleed just to know you're alive.