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sottovoce

I love flowers.
I love spontaneity, and pleasant surprises.
I'm dainty and ambitious; really.
I nurse others.
There's more than meets the eye when it comes to me.


only me



N A D I A H
200788
ngee ann poly
school of health sciences
Children's Emergency, KKWCH

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reminders

- Dine at Tiffany Cafe & Restaurant at Furama
- Tree Top Walk at MacRitchie

my past

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credits

Blogskin done by 16thday with image from Taringa .




Wednesday, January 9, 2008

Airhead.

My fellow PRCP mates and I went to get our uniform measured. Some say the new uniform looks like a stewardess outfit. That was my first thought after a few moments of eyeing the new uniform that I'd have to don on for 3 years. The colour's off-white. I much prefer white. So anyway, my size is XXS. And even that needed some adjustments. Gosh, seriously.

Work has been fine. I like being busy doing stuff. But I hate admissions. And I also hate it when patients keep on calling for you when you're utterly busy. Especially around the time to write and pass report. Because that's probably the most stressful part of the whole shift for me. Every single time, moments before I had to pass report, I'll get so nervous, my heart pumps faster. I feel like I'm doing a performance. What's more, you're not like THERE in the ward the WHOLE time. So you're not THERE to listen to the patients or get orders from EVERY doctor that works on your patients. Nor do you answer EVERY phone call that has something to do with your patients. So I'm always, ALWAYS, anticipating questions that I won't be able to answer from the staff I'm passing report to. And when I can't answer a question, I'll feel like I'm not doing a good job. Which is a horrible, HORRIBLE feeling because I am a perfectionist. I can't help it, but I am.

Sometimes I can't wait to be a staff. That's because I feel like making a new "CCA" in the hospital. I already have a member. But I think I'll make her a co-president. What CCA i'm talking about is a sign language club. Made for the staff. I can't help it. Every time I listen to my MP3, my hand itches to sign. It's really exciting and really nice to song sign, I just want to share it with more people. I'm already imagining how I'd stand in front of a few interested people introducing myself and the club and then giving a short song signing performance. I'm thinking... "Doing That Thing You Do" by The Wonders. It's catchy. A good song to attract people. Oh well. We'll see.

Anyway, I love change. Some of the changes I love are on me. Especially good changes. Like for example, I cut my hair! It's shorter now. Wait, duh! I felt really pretty and cute that I went for a quick shopping right after my haircut. Got some pretty simple accesories for my hair and some new earrings. I can't wait for my next hair cut! Maybe I should go once a month instead of the recommended once every 6 months. Nah. Maybe 3 months.

In my own world,
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