i think i have come to a point where i dont know what i want in my life anymore. ive been trying so hard to make things right only to go wrong. i thought that i am living my dream...only to realise that its all a lie. im so shagged of having to go thru all these shits over and over again. i never ever meant for things to turn out this way.



but hey, look on the brighter side of life.

my uncle is back from dubai. he bought me Chanel No 5. its not from dubai tho, its from changi airport's tax free. perhaps he couldnt find anything for me in dubai but its the thought that counts, right?



anyway,im at work now. im contented and happy with my job now.
ive got a wonderful partner and a great bunch of nurses in my ward. but im extremely bored now, with only 3 discharges and 0 appointments to make.
ive been going to the tea room from time to time to skive and to find things to munch. im an ugly fat pig..

im counting time to go home and head for my bed. im dead beat, from all the thinking.