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Hello, four months later, I'm updating. Jeez...

A BIG BIG SORRY to all those lovely people who so kindly left messages on my board but never got a reply! I'm SORRY!!! You can strangle me later! :P

New year... new start? Hope so, I need one. Things have been going downhill since I move into BLUE SHIT last term. I declare: I have ZERO TOLERENCE for noise when I'm studying or sleeping. But some people just like screaming down the corridor without any regards for others.

I should have kept a detailed scientific journal and published my findings as 'The Definite Effect of Noise on Nervous System and Emotions'. I swear, my stress level has shot up to higher than the Eiffel Tower, my skin degenerated as a result of sleepness nights (How do you sleep with sounds of door closing echoing outside at two in the midnight?) , my memory disintegrates (I almost mistaken it for amnesia, even Alzheimer's), and I had PMS-like syndromes even when I don't have my period. How bad can life be?

Why do I regularly walk into disasters? My life can be marked out in cycles, more perfect than the economic cycles--peaks and troughs alternate yearly. Some people take one plunge and that's it. Me? I dip in and dip out, dip in and dip out again. Much like swimming, no matter how long you try to hold your breath, you have to come up for air, if you're human, or you'll die. Then you can submerge into water again.

I don't know whether catastrophe comes becomes I anticipate them, or is it a matter of fate. I don't know which one is better.

I read JESSICACODE while getting my hair cut last Friday. My astrology advices 'Be more optimistic. Don't worry so much and lose your footing before anything happens.' Sound. I'll try to do that.

Anyway, 2006 looks not too bad so far. I got an EN SUITE in MIDDLE LILAC to myself!!! Woohoo! My own bathroom and shower! This means I don't have to pick up others' hair from the drain in the shower, only my own. The only worrying thing at the moment is that water seems to be leaking out from the bottom of the loo... I'll remember to close the bathroom door very very tightly tonight and report it to houesmistress early tomorrow morning.

I don't even want to imagine....

New year resolutions? So many... Study harder, exercise more, lose weight... Aren't they everyone's new year solutions? Anything more original?

Oh yeah, learn to love myself (but not getting narcissistic!)

So much for now. TTYL. Slept for 11 hours last night (jetlag???? I found that the older you get, the harder it's to adapt! Oh no... I am physically aging...)

2. Working at the hospital again. Summer seems to have promoted a bloom of patients. People come in and out for all sorts of disorders -- lung cancer, breast cancer, circumcision, pneumonia, colonscopy, Crohn＊s disease＃

3. Operation in 403 today. A {佷嘔} received a catheter to the heart for renal dialysis. Helped to keep her head in place. Sterile Sterile Sterile. In the middle of the operation, the doctor ordered me to stand at the end of the bed, two feet away. I didn＊t know why; was I in the way? I hope not＃  Then blood spewed out and the nurse kept dabbing the opening with gauze pads. It was a fascinating sight. But I was just too far away to see it in detail. *Sigh* ※It＊s so bloody,§ the doctor commented gruesomely. ※He was afraid that it would scare you,§ the nurse added. WHAT???? ※?扂竭砑艘腔＃.§ said I sheepishly. The doctor was shocked.

4. Never mind. Tomorrow I get to watch four small operation in the O.T, not just in a boiling hot 瓷滇. One 賃筇?, one tonsillectomy, and two other＃ ??? Can＊t wait.

5. 掩堤敤o酘?

6. ?政婓衄喭勛珩垀牼,毀淏赻撩藩毞飲?喭〞螹嚶疑侔喭,俋桶疑砉喭, 掩敤喭豝脹脹＃.崋褫夔赻撩妘赻撩?

Haven't updated in ages!!!

Easter's almost here. Can't wait to go back to Hong Kong! Family, friends, food (hee...) shopping... and yeah! my job at a hospital for real. WOW!!! Work experience!!! Woohoo!

I am such a BiTcH sometimes, saying things I don't mean. Sorry to all those people whose feelings I have hurt. I don't know what I'm thinking sometimes.

Back to school. Arrived on a blustery morning. The wind blew away my Sony earplugs and robbed me of 200 something dollars. Couldn't open the front gate of Keswick House, walked back and forth to main school until my housemistress called me and apologized for 'locking me out'. Found I won the 'Most Untidy Room AwARD' for the mess that habitated in my room for the entire last term. This term? Not much improvement. Moved up to Yellow, which is at the TOP OF THE HOUSE. Three-six flights of stairs up (depends on how you count it), great exercise everyday. Spent the entire morning just moving my boxes and luggage up to my room.... Vivian got a more spacious room than I did, again. Not that I mind, just wish that my housemistresses would take that into consideration before they judged my room as 'messy' everytime. It's just small and crowded and I have so much stuffs, okay? Other than that, I love my new room. It's small and cosy, and I've a great view of the sea. Needless to say, opening the windows is off-limit. Like today, it's raining and pouring and blowing outside, if I leave them open, my room will be drowned by the time I return from lessons.

ICT now.. stupid... later