Missing nose

If you're looking for my nose, it's lost somewhere either in the Drug Tariff or the British National Formulary.

Crikey, I've been at it all day. Another gem of a weekend, where I do not have any other obligations to see to. Coincidently my landlady's away for the weekend as well, which I instantly took advantage of to sing at the top of my lungs ala X-factor in the shower. Gotta love days like this. RARE days for me.

Next weekday AND weekend I'm traveling, yet again. I really should learn to stop but the temptation of meeting friends is stronger than the fatigue biochemical signals within my body.

It just dawned on me that I finally understood what Katy Perry was singing about in Hot 'N Cold. It was about experiencing the FLU!!!

I'm singing it while I'm downing my paracetamols...

I feel hot then I'm cold

Fever yes and then no

I'm in bed then I'm out

I'm up then I'm down

vs.

Cause you're hot then you're cold

You're yes then you're no

You're in then you're out

You're up then you're down

Lucky that I turned down all appointments for this weekend. for a little 'me' time. Or sick time. Perhaps the only time when I'm not expected to be productive, or professional, or active. It's refreshing to be a lazy slob again. Doesn't matter if I were a sick slob, still feels undeniably good :)

I'm proud of me self for reorganizing the room, filed away my own documents, did my laundry PLUS beddings, changed my wardrobe into warmer clothes, and did some quality studying. All done with a trusty box of Sainsbury's Facial Tissues securely clasped under my arm to overcome my runny nose.

Ahhhh~ Sometimes bring antisocial is relaxing...

Trust issues

More thoughts.

Career vs. Social life.

They will probably disown me by the end of prereg if I dedicated my life entirely to prereg. But I simply cannot be greedy and have both? I have already given up on love life. Sacrifices has to be made for success. It is the theme in all the great success stories that we have heard.

Surely real friends will understand?

On another note. Death has been a recurring theme among the people around me. My bus ride thoughts have been flooded with questions about life and death, of the people I know, of me, etc.

I don't want to die while making a career at the expense of my social life. I'd rather die of alcohol overdose from partying real hard.

So what now?

Hello Blog

I haven't blogged for almost half a month! I just realized. After HALF. A. MONTH.

Work is eating away at my life. Bit by bit. Gone were the late nights, crazy partying, drinking, etc. Everyday is all about work.

Today I was knackered! With 2 full time dispensers + 1 full time pharmacist away, I finding it hard to even go to the toilet at work. In fact today I got told off by the bus driver for pressing the stop bell too late. I couldn't have helped it. I was falling asleep on the bus out of fatigue.

My weekends though, have been eventful. If anything, TOO EVENTFUL for my own good. Even when I don't plan anything, plans appear out of nowhere and fall into place. It would have been great if I had more time and energy to enjoy myself.

There are month assignments to complete, training days to prepare for, interviews to plan, performance evidences to write, and studying to do... all that has to fit around a 39hours of work a week.

I am considering to revoke my social privileges for the sake of my prereg. At moment, I'm just about at my limit with work and social life. Either that or I haven't found the right rhythm around work yet.

Because at the end of the day. It will be worth it, I think. Whats one year of suffering compared with a pay rise in double by July 2011?