Monday is the root of all evil

Today I accidentally blurted out, “Whatever, man. I’m a nurse.” Zaf had looked at me one kind. HAHA. I have a feeling my words will hang over me for the rest of my life like a black cloud.

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HAHAHHA. Idk, man.

Updates on first day of school:

Met Zaffy Luvvy at Harbourfront todaaays before class at 4pm.

Eeee, me no likey Harbourfront The train ride was sad, cause it reminded me of you. Pre &post-date. Ok la, it wasn’t sad. It was bittersweet. &THEN SAD. Cause I miss you, kindar. HAIII WHY MUST REDEEM THE STUFF SO FARRRRR. Traveled over an hour to get there, went to search for Keppel Bay Tower, but in the end it took only 90seconds for the sucky Canon guy to get the goods &hand to me. BUH ITS OK. Cause I got to spend some time with my Caramel Frappe

It was 3 &we were still at Vivo.

Damn Zaf’s long legs. She always got ahead of me. Pfft Had to double my steps to catch up with her. Not that I did. I kept telling her, “Relax la, we can get there on time la. It’s Ng anyways. She’s cool.”(She’d probably be later than us.) &&&I was right.

Zaf had people saying hey to her like every 5steps, &vice versa. I was like waiting who’d say hi to me first?Vice versa. Then I saw Durrani. He saw me saw him. He broke into that grin. Ok, maybe I don’t really care who said hi to me-

“Lelaaa Anjaliii,” he singsong.

Anjali wak lu. “Who is Anjali?” I looked at him over my shoulder to ask, but I had my funny face on. My funny face which said, I don’t really wanna know. But he told me anyways. But I didn’t catch. “Nice to see you too,” I muttered under my breath. Let’s move on to people who REALLY mattered HAHAHAHA. (Ish. No la, I ADORE Durrani Johari, please. Haha.)

SO GOOD TO SEE THE USUAL PEOPLE “Hey, Huifen &Yuwen. How you guys? Sorry I didn’t get to visit you guys at the zoo…”

We learned insertion of endo-tracheal tube today. Why is it when it’s our turn to handle the stuff, we go blank?

Kama &I are like the opposite of Zaf &Aisya. They’re like the kanchiong version, &every mistake is followed by loud verbal outbursts whereas Kama &I do things trial &error way. Kama didn’t insert the pharyngeal tube but went ahead bagging the mannequin &I was like, “Yer la tu.” Then she would giggle &I would make a face. &when I missed the step where I had to inject air into the ETT tube, Kama pointed it out to me matter-of-factly &I was like, oh yes the syringe please. At the background, Zaf &Aisya already started making a lot of noise at us. We just giggled it off If they weren’t there, I can imagine it would be an otherwise quiet, ..giggly practice

I hate going home from school at 6pm. SO CROWDED. Seemed like EVERYONE ELSE IN NYP was heading home too. I wonder if they felt the same. I wonder if the people in front of us turn &see the crowd &go, “Seems like EVERYONE ELSE IN NYP is heading home too.” I sure do. I think they do too.

I WANT A VANS SHOE MACAM WANY AHAHHAHAHAHA> SO NICE, K. NO NOT HINTING:S I CAN BUY STUFF WITH MY OWN MONEY MACAM INDEPENDENT WOMAN. Just that the person that stands between me &my material-wants is my fat mother.