I'm gonna blog today because I'm bored and also because I've got plenty of times before going to Iylia's sister wedding with my frenz whom I haven't met for soo long. It's a lucky thing that Naza drives and can pick me up or else I'll be quite lazy to go because I've been overly exhausted this few days especially when work has really started for me. I started my foundation programme on 28 April and it ended on 26 May. Then I was posted to the operating theatre and has to go through another round of orientation plus special postings til 20th June and finally I was permanently posted to the PACU. And that was like two weeks ago since I started. And in that 2 weeks, I've learnt almost everything including how to function in the work process. It was absolutely and totally a new environment for me and different from the ward setting but I'm actually quite impressed with myself for being able to handle many things in just two weeks. For patient care, I was tagged with my preceptor for only 5-6 days and I was put to stand alone til now. Eventhough I can go crazy when all my patients come at the same time to the cubicles I'm in-charge of and it took me quite a while to settle down, I still feel okay coz it's only 2 weeks since I started. I hope as day by day past by, I could be more efficient. Oh and working in this setting is not only about taking care of patients but also plus the daily assignments ur given to do. I think of all the assignments I was given to do, I hate handling PCAs the most. Because 1st, ur given 2 cubicles for ur patients and the 2 cubicles are located near to the transfer zone to reception. 2nd, nurses fetching patients will keep calling you and reception people will also keep calling you and HCA's returning PCAs will keep calling you. And 3rd, there you are with sometimes more than 10 PCAs came back waiting for you to clean them and put them in place and update the forms of PCAs returned plus there you are having patients to monitor every 5mins or worst having patients come to ur cubicle and documentations all haven't yet settled. And all these could happen at the same time. Yes. Work is really crazy and superly exhausted. If only life would be more easier, you'll feel it longer. What makes life feel shorter is because you barely have time to enjoy most of the hours given to your life. You work 47.5 hours per week, sleep 56 hours per week and that's only if ur lucky enough to get 8 hours of sleep per day which barely any of us could do, and ur given 168 hours per week. 168 minus 47.5 minus 56 gives you 64.5 hours left for you to enjoy your life. Minus 24 hours for your off day and ur left with 40.5 hours which allows you only 6 hours per day to meet your boyfriend, to meet ur friends and to spend time with your family. Not exactly 6 hours. 4 hours I shall say because you need to put aside 2 hours to get up early morning to get ready to work plus journey time to your work. OR you're given the choice to have 6 hours still to go out with friends, boyfriends etc and dig the 2 hours from your sleeping time leaving you with 6 hours of sleep. And that gonna gives you less energy to work the following day. Oh life is really difficult don't you think so? *BIG SIGHS*

Today, 10 June 2008.

I'm rotting myself in the training room in SGH. And I'm gonna continue to rot for the next many hours. Hello serene here hello cheryl here. Okay so we are really bored. Haha.

Well, forget about the rotten day. Last few days, I borrowed the book titled "Thanks for the memories" by Cecelia Ahern, my most favourite author from Izaati. The story is damn unique and I spent about an hour yesterday telling my boyfriend the storyline. It goes like this..

Justin is a guy who hates donating blood. He's afraid of the needle that's gonna be inserted through his veins to drain out all his blood and left him with as little blood as possible. He also has the mentality that even if he donate the blood, the person who gonna receive his blood will not know that he has donated as blood donors are anonymous. But after much persuasion by a female doctor and advised by his son that this could actually save other people's lives and knowing who donated is not as much important as saving lives, he donated eventually.

On another scene, a girl named Joyce has been married for 6 years and after trying hard, she eventually got pregnant for 4months. But one day, due to the "important call" she's trying to answer, she fell down the stairs and that puts an end to her child's life. She loss alot of blood and was rushed to the hospital. Doctor has to run pines of blood through her veins to replace the loss. Coincidentally, she received the blood once donated by Justin. However, some weird reaction occurs. She began to feel as though she knows someone and that feelings feel like she has felt before. Some sort like a deja vu.

I haven't finish reading it yet but I can guarantee that any books written by Cecelia Ahern will always bring full satisfaction to you after reading it. Hahs.

After typing all this, I realised that only an hour have past. 7 hours more to go. Damn. Let me continue rotting...

Oh and I don't know what's wrong with this blogger, I can only post my entry for 10 June on 9 of June. Insane.

Wow wow wow! It's been a really2 long time since i updated my blog. Since Jan? Okay dat's really long. Let me tell you why..Coz i've got nothing to write. Haha! Nola. Coz I've found a bestfriend to whom I trust 100%. To whom I could spill out anything and whatever feelings that's in me. And to whom and the one and only I could keep my secret with and guaranteed 100% it'll never spill out. And dat's my sweetheart, darling DIARY. Hehe! I noe it takes more time to write than to type but what to do..I've always love writing. Like how I prefer letters to smses. Smses bore me much. If it's not the fastest way I could communicate with people, I wouldn't have use it at all. Letters excites me. But it takes a while to be reached to someone and that's the reason why I guess many people have stopped writing and do not bother to write eversince the SMS has been invented. But I do bother. Letters are full of surprises and that's what I love about it. It excites me each time I receive the envelope attached with a stamp and the words followed by "To:". It excites me when I hafta follow by peeling off the envelope to retrieve the "gift" inside. It excites me to follow by unfolding the "gift" to retrieve the words that contain many beautiful meanings. It excites me to absorb every single meaning I've retrieved. Yes yes yes! I do love letters up til now and up til now I keep a whole bag of letters I've received since I was 10. And that's a good thing about letters because u can store it anywhere and do not have to worry about not having the space to keep it because I'm sure there's plenty of space in ur room compared to the inbox on ur fon. Not to compare between writing and typing on comp la but writing to typing on fon. I feel dat writing is much faster to typing on ur fon. It takes time clicking evry single words u wanna say. But writing gives u the continuous act in filling out ur thoughts. That's what I feel. That's the reason why I love papers and pens. Okay I'm being random here. Some of you may feel there's no link at all to why I prefer writing on diaries than typing on blog to why I love letters more than smses, but like I said, I'm just being random in connecting different words together. And this is my entry for tonight. Other than that, my life has always been wonderful. *BIG SMILE* =D and GOODNIGHT!

This post is specially for my Nazri.

Since you're my beloved boyfriend, I don't care. I must say this. You're damn hot though you may be short.
Hehe! And you're super cute. I've been kissing most of your pictures every night. Hahahahahaha! Dunno how come I'm going crazy. You're the only one I've been going crazy for over and over again repeatedly. Though SOMETIMES I feel like slapping ur face, pulling ur hair, throwing things at you, screaming at you, slapping your butt, kicking your ass, punching ur arms, biting ur hands and pinching you, MOST OF THE TIMES I just wanna hug you and hold you tight because I really really adores you. You're always there for me when I'm in need. Be it when I just wanna meet you for even 5 secs. You've always been there. When my own grandmother had an appointment with the doctor and nobody is going with her due to working, you were there to bring her go for the check up even when I'm not around and that's how great and lovely you are. When I'm soo sicked and weaked, you met up with me after work just to send me home eventhough it's getting late and you were there to catch my vomitus when I threw up and help me hold that bag with that disgusting thing in it. You allowed me to wipe my dirty hands and mouth onto ur handkerchief and I must be really disgusting but you're such a sweetheart. Ooohhh how I really really love you. Thank you so much for all your patience in handling someone who is very difficult like me. I really love you. <3

F-R-I-E-N-D-S.
I REALLY MISS ALL OF YOU SO MUCH.
SINCERELY I DO.
ALL SAID FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY HEART <3.
SOB SOB..I REALLY NEED TO MEET ALL OF YOU.
YES I DO.
WORKING MAKES ALL THE FUN GOES GONE.
I HATE YOU "WORKING".
GOODBYE.

Nur'ain Bte Johar
20 Years Old
Working as a Staff Nurse
Simple yet complicated
Loves to love and be loved

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