that’s it

With all the air disasters that’s been broadcasted on TV, is it any wonder that I develop a fear of flying?

Especially with Qantas.

So mom’s been bagging me about my diva-ness of choosing the most expensive flight there is out there and my want to travel to places that I often go to. SO WHAT?

Just to make her happy I pretty much canceled all my travel plans and am stuck with traveling with them for 8 days. To be honest, I don’t really care about the relatives in China. I’ve only seen them ONCE in my 24 years of existence. I don’t get what they’re saying most of the time and neither do they. I doubt they even remember my existence! Fucking tiring to try to act nice to people I don’t really care about.

And to make her happy again, I’ll fly with Qantas. Just ’cause it’s rm600 cheaper.

If I die, I die. Who cares?! Money more important.

Fucking pissed.

overwhelmed

File reports

Referral letters

Clinic journal

Pain management journal

CAPP journal

Tute journal

Xray interpretaion

Xray positioning

Clinic evaluation

Presentation every other week
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This semester is turning out to HELL!!!!!!!!!!!!! Not to mention the amount of reading that has to be done! My new bedtime story book – Yochum and Rowe (skeletal radiology).

I feel suffocated. The amount of uni work AND house work that’s piled up, not to mention taking care of senior piggies with lumps. Not funny.

I want to beat the crap out of someone.

Volunteer, anyone?

feel like giving up

I don’t know how I’m going to do this anymore.

I’m down half the time, stressed beyond comprehension, uni is super busy, never ending housework, deaths, health problems……

I CAN’T DO THIS ANYMORE!!!

When is it all going to end?!!!!!

I’m so so so so so exhausted. I just don’t know how I’m going to do this.

big ME, little me

Even my parents think that I am in the wrong. They tell me to not always argue with him because he is a good man. A very good, dependable man.

Ok.

My fault. AGAIN.

Then daddy said I need to learn to let loose of the ‘me’. I am not the only living being here on this planet and the world does not revolve around me. Give and take can? With that he said I will lead a happier life.

Ok.

Never mind about me then because when something comes up it is ALWAYS my temper, my fault. Admittedly I do have a badass temper, my fuse is superby short and I think I am right half the time but I don’t loose my temper for no reason ok?

I have every right to be angry.

We agreed that since he has to work during the day and is so damned busy that at night would be our time to do stuff together. Ok loh. I agree. After all he has to work for a living. I sure as hell do not want my man to be a bum that feeds off his father. So useless. There goes having breakfast with him. There goes lunch. There goes dinner. Unless I get lucky and he has some teeny bit of time to spare for lil’ old me. I’m fine with that. Never mind that he gets off work so damn late. Never mind that he cannot have dinners with me because he gets off work so damn late. I am repeating myself.

Now, what gets me fuming is when my time, what little time that I have with him is stolen from me because he has to work. I mean, c’mon!!! Already getting off work late, ok?!! Can spare me some time to do what I want?

It’s already January. Soon I will be back in Melbourne for 2 years with hardly any holidays meaning that I might not be able to come home. This is my last looooong holiday and how have we been speding it? Pretty much doing nothing! I can count with one hand the amount of times we went to the movies and shopping and I have been back for almost 2 months.

I am starting to loose my line of thoughts.

I am so disappointed. So so so so so disappointed at how things are turning out. I sure as hell don’t know how things will turn out after I return to Melbourne.

I’m so tired. I won’t put in anymore effort into trying to make things work because my efforts will only be met with disappointments.

I’m not making any sense. Going to take nap now. Tiiiiiiiired.

ZZZzzzzZZZzzzz…….

whatever lah

I HATE it when people tell me what to do and what not to do.

And that includes my parents.

Actually it all started out really innocently. I know they were just trying to help me. But I was already in a pretty foul mood and that was adding oil to fire and what started out as a discussion turned into a heated arguement. I feel bad. Kinda. But I’m still in a very foul mood so I shall push all guilt aside and fume until I can fume no more before I start feeling guilty.

My throat hurts from the screaming.

Another thing I HATE is being taken advantage of and seeing my loved ones being treated as fools. Maybe they don’t mind it. But heck I do! So because of that I bring many unnecessary problems onto myself and I am angry half the time because the world is so unfair …… whatever lah. I know my efforts will be futile. Need to start practice no diu kung fu.

I am one heck of a bitter woman.

Sigh.

i don’t understand

Why a man that is attached would INTENTIONALLY go to a place that is full of girls who are partially naked.

I don’t mind if it was any other occassion but why this one?!

Sometimes I wonder why I bother staying loyal.

I should let him have a taste of his own medicine.

happy mid autumn fest!

MidAutumn

It’s still the one moon we’re looking up at only in a different place, or so they say.

It feels different though.

I would sit outside with some wine in hand and stare at the moon but it’s too cold.

It’s been 5 years now since I spent mid autumn festival with family.

It sure feels lonely……

emotional

Solitary Vision by anita murphy

This is what I’ve been like for the past few days. Alone, miserable and abandoned.

A friend asked me what my problem was. I’m happy one day, angry the next, then I’m happy again then sad the next day. You know what? I don’t know what’s going on. I just don’t. All I know is that I didn’t use to be this way.

I’m in a dark, dark place at the moment and I’m not quite sure how I’m going to get myself out of the darkness.

Maybe it’s all the insecurities that I’m feeling that’s making me lash out. I’m not sure.

Sigh…… I want to be left alone and yet I want to be picked up. But I feel that I’m not ready to be picked up just yet.

I’ll be on a hiatus while I try to sort things out.

Sigh……

sigh

Sigh……

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SIGH!!

the shits

Am feeling like the shits.

Leave me alone.

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