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Monday, June 12, 2006 ( 15:08 )

OMG!! look what I stumbled upon on my friend's online photo bucket. it certainly spurred on many memories. gone are those nursing school days...

and this!

my rather-missed braces (but definitely not the very much hated tightening rounds during dental follow-ups). good riddance to that!

i think i need a pet when I come back to oz in july. perhaps a goldfish or a tortoise. whatever for? company, of course! i'm gettin bored stiff confined in my impounded space of 22sqm! *screams*

Friday, June 09, 2006 ( 16:17 )

finally... one down, one more to go. just didn't have the time to blog these few days or rather, could not muster up enough energy to do so. my head was often buried either amongst my notes or snuffled in a pillow this whole time. nested in right from sat to thurs, only leaving the room twice to dump rubbish. talk about perfect timing though, i just discovered there's a provocative hunk in my block! caught sight of him when i was waiting for the lift, and wooo... he simply took my breath away. (think brad-pitt-fused-tom-cruise-look-alike!) boy, was he hot! *fans face*

my birthday this year was denoted the first out of my home country. Eric and Xiaowei got me 2 slices of Brunetto choc cake which was absolutely divine. note: you both are so to blame for that few extra pounds I have thus put on. further thanks to kevin, chien, cherry and company, for organising a splendid mini-celebration at Berth, a restaurant near Docklands which overlooks the port and sea on Friday; a place where I had my first taste of kangaroo meat too. It tasted like beef, just more chewy and the slicing bit was definitely more of a wrestle or tackle as compared to the former. nonetheless, it was still a decent main. was to go to Loft for more drinks afterwhich but fatigue got the better of me. got sent home in the end with a bunch of lovely flowers (roses, birds of paradise, lilies etc - it was vast!), some leftover cake and chocs, an aromatherapy set, a huge gift package from Body Shop and lastly, a CD of specially compiled songs by various artistes, courtesy of chien. it was consequently, without a doubt, a momentous evening.

JM did something awfully sweet for me that day as well. when the clock struck midnight, he brought out a small fruit birthday cake, with lit candles in the dimmed room and sang me a birthday song with all the works. He then asked me to make my birthday wish, blew out the candles, cut the cake and ate it; all done for me on WEBCAM. *grins* "Everybody now. Awwwwwww..."

Monday, June 05, 2006 ( 07:15 )

things had been just one hard knock after another.

I made the first blunder of my nursing life's practicum. Got my mark for one of my essays on friday; i flunked it. failed, flopped, faulted. And because we have to pass every component to pass the entire subject, I have thus, busted my overall grade for it. In other words, it doesn't matter how well I did in the other components anymore, because even if i passed the supplementary essay, the overall grade will still only be a pass. Cruel and grim, but that's how the university system works. To make it a worse bummer, I had actually attained flying colors for the other components, and possibly thought I could score in this particular subject. sigh, this is just gonna drag my whole GPA down. Am really worried I won't be able to qualify for honours next year. The lecturer was really nice though. she proposed to write a letter of recomendation with the school's letterhead and offer her contact details at the end of the year to explain to the respective university which I will be doing my honours on why my grades for this semester ain't exactly fantastic and that because I had not passed the component of a measly 20% (and it's psychiatric - a type of specialisation), I have inevitably not make the grade despite doing excellently well in others.

Spoke to JM, Leanne and Shanz, and through their comforting words, I allowed veracity to hit.. and did I hit bottom. Yes, I cried, or rather, practically bawled. But as the old maxim goes, "there's no use crying over spilt milk, and what's done cannot be undone", guess I can only take it in my stride and try even harder next semester. But for now, i'm just gonna allow myself to weep that little bit more and whimper that extra bit longer.