alone...home alone...
sad? nah...
happy? nup...
lonely? uh-uh...
so what exactly am i feeling??
sheer, complete, utter, total E.X.H.A.U.S.T.I.O.N.
cos i worked 8 hours today...
on a SATURDAY!
doesn't help when the rest of the department are working like 6 hours or 4 hours..
ARGH!
well..at least my clogged up sinuses are finally clearing abit...
and throat not sore liaoz..and not so itchy liaoz..
coughing less...*phew*
but but but...
i am so tired leh!
argh..rest one day then monday comes..again...
well...
at least for the next 4 weeks, i dun have to work on sat...
and at least..if things go smoothly, i will actually be going out after work on tues...
and my bro is coming back on monday!
yay!!
miss him so much...
hee..never knew i'll miss my bro this much...
i guess...
'u never seem to know what u've got till it's gone'
simple things like just having my bro here...
or having someone to talk to when u are feeling low...(yivern)
or strolling along the river with someone u can talk to for hours...(ruby)
or a kaki who will endure through late night korean drama marathons...(wing)
or people who will put up with ur weird theories and moans abt not having a bf...(shuli)
and somehow, all these people are physically separated from me..
all back in melbourne...
and so...
i am still blindly trying to find a way to adapt to my new social circumstance

though i must say i am at the brink of giving up trying to socialise...

oh, must share something that happened today..just to remind myself i shld learn to keep my mouth shut:

today, i was writing my notes at this table with lotsa flowers from patients to the docs&nurses
and i commented,"wah. so pretty. wonder when i'll get my first flower from a patient"
my TA replied,"aiyoh. u should wonder when u'll get ur first flower from ur bf mah"
and i said,"haha, ok..then i should wonder when i'll get a bf"
and my TA said,"here got so many young doctors! just pick one!"

*diong* maciam like go market and choose fruits like that...

anyway, i then said,"ah? no lah...doctors...have to wait for them to come and talk to me mah"
and my TA replied,"aiyoh. doctors ah, especially those young ones, sometimes u need to 'poke poke' them mah. make the first move so they know u interested mah"

*diong diong diong* even my TA is starting to give me the 'ugottabemoreproactive' speech.

so, moral of the story is?
gretel should not talk too much
cos she ends up with the same advice that she never seem to be able to take.

anyway, doctors or whoever...
i just can't see myself making any moves...
and i also cannot see them showing any interest in me..
okie...end of story...i shall steer away from that topic...

alrighty...mummy is back...watching news
daddy still watching man-U vs liverpool downstairs at the kopitiam
and drained old gretel is going to prepare to go to bed
tomorrow going gai-gai with my parents...
yes, my parents again...
luckily i am at home...
at least......... still got my parents to go out with...