rite?
Currently:
pissed at my mouse( the one attached to the PC...don't get the wrong idea and yes PC= personal computer and not personal crotch!) cause it's bloody heck of an asshole...never mind documenting it's deficiencies just adds to my aggravation and probably highlight the lame-ness or denigrade me further...so yes....(take a deep taichi-like breath) my life shall go on....yeah..now just typing this shit....probably for reasons that i myself can't find the words to justify and frankly....i'm having a trilemma or maybe a tetralemma now...shall i go to bed and sleep or do my project or figure out some choreography or do some weights training or find a journal article for my medical presentation....ok...i'll correct myself now...that makes it let's see..1 2 3 4 5 i.e. pentalemma! and yes, i'm concomitantly doing so many things at a time, my eyes going round like a chameleon and heart feels like loanshark knocking on the doors of money-lenders...LAME..
and the next that i would pronosticate would be the culmination of angst, frustration and/or lethargy that would manifest itself as verbal trashing of profanities at (mostly myself) anyone that gets in "the way". and by that i mean even the slightest of sound, or movement..and i'll just go *&^%$$*&#*...u get what i mean...or i'll just sleep in front of my computer waking to find red marks of square-shaped keyboard "scars" "imprinted" on my cheeks or nose!
earlier
ok..had fun dancing but nose was running like shit coming out of my ass except that i'm sniffing the mucus contents back in..for God knows what reasons...don't ask..i know it's disgusting but it's better than dripping it on you mouth and slurping it in like colourless tasteless caramel..(another yuck)..so yeah..progressed slowly probably caused by impendng constant wanting to shit feeling, or the fact that i'm suffering withdrawal syptoms of hypoglycemic attack or instead of making up more excuses, i'm plain lazy!! hahaha..actually no..just ran out of ideas lah.. no inspiration, no nothing! dope!!
in da day, met patients( again!! "yeah") and did the same of shit i.e. routine of history taking and examination...and tom it's back to the same old routine again....with of course more things to learn and more things to find out, more blood to withdraw and more intravenous plugs to set
i'm starting to wonder wheter the nurses there are better than i am- and not to mentipn some of them are hot-, in terms of rapport building with patients and practical skills,management and clinically oriented stuff. and when i think about that..i go," shit what's going on man!?"..determine to instill greater discipling the next time round but always losing that drive to improve....
i know this is a problem but i don't know why?..maybe i do and not doing anything about it? hhmmm....maybe i'm blinded by the Dark Side...
let's see..i'll probably have to sleep on that one...
well that's too mush thought for today.....
hope to spew more tom...
fuck!! what did i just say?
pissed at my mouse( the one attached to the PC...don't get the wrong idea and yes PC= personal computer and not personal crotch!) cause it's bloody heck of an asshole...never mind documenting it's deficiencies just adds to my aggravation and probably highlight the lame-ness or denigrade me further...so yes....(take a deep taichi-like breath) my life shall go on....yeah..now just typing this shit....probably for reasons that i myself can't find the words to justify and frankly....i'm having a trilemma or maybe a tetralemma now...shall i go to bed and sleep or do my project or figure out some choreography or do some weights training or find a journal article for my medical presentation....ok...i'll correct myself now...that makes it let's see..1 2 3 4 5 i.e. pentalemma! and yes, i'm concomitantly doing so many things at a time, my eyes going round like a chameleon and heart feels like loanshark knocking on the doors of money-lenders...LAME..
and the next that i would pronosticate would be the culmination of angst, frustration and/or lethargy that would manifest itself as verbal trashing of profanities at (mostly myself) anyone that gets in "the way". and by that i mean even the slightest of sound, or movement..and i'll just go *&^%$$*&#*...u get what i mean...or i'll just sleep in front of my computer waking to find red marks of square-shaped keyboard "scars" "imprinted" on my cheeks or nose!
earlier
ok..had fun dancing but nose was running like shit coming out of my ass except that i'm sniffing the mucus contents back in..for God knows what reasons...don't ask..i know it's disgusting but it's better than dripping it on you mouth and slurping it in like colourless tasteless caramel..(another yuck)..so yeah..progressed slowly probably caused by impendng constant wanting to shit feeling, or the fact that i'm suffering withdrawal syptoms of hypoglycemic attack or instead of making up more excuses, i'm plain lazy!! hahaha..actually no..just ran out of ideas lah.. no inspiration, no nothing! dope!!
in da day, met patients( again!! "yeah") and did the same of shit i.e. routine of history taking and examination...and tom it's back to the same old routine again....with of course more things to learn and more things to find out, more blood to withdraw and more intravenous plugs to set
i'm starting to wonder wheter the nurses there are better than i am- and not to mentipn some of them are hot-, in terms of rapport building with patients and practical skills,management and clinically oriented stuff. and when i think about that..i go," shit what's going on man!?"..determine to instill greater discipling the next time round but always losing that drive to improve....
i know this is a problem but i don't know why?..maybe i do and not doing anything about it? hhmmm....maybe i'm blinded by the Dark Side...
let's see..i'll probably have to sleep on that one...
well that's too mush thought for today.....
hope to spew more tom...
fuck!! what did i just say?
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