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I feel like blogging and dusting off the dirt that has settled here since the last time I came to update, but I don't know what to talk about.

Shall I talk about work? Work has been alright. CE is under renovation so it's been really cramped. I've been turning and doing pirouttes as if the only way to move around is by dancing. There are hardly any space to walk. You could easily bump into anyone with every three steps.

Also, they've rearranged things in CE. It's like suddenly, hey where's Obs 1 and hey where's the medicine trolley? Or where do I do FBC? The worst thing about the rearranging is the nurses' counter. They put it right in front of the red door where everyone outside can see you.

We have the computer on the desk where we can see the queue so when a parent comes in to ask when it would be their turn or how long would it be before their turn, we'd have to look at the computer and the parents also can see the screen. Before long, they just come in and look at the screen to see where they are on the queue without asking. It's SOOOOO ANNOYING!! No privacy at all because they can see the names and the complaint of other patients. They are actually NOT allowed to look at our computers! I got so pissed off that whenever that happens I'll stare at them and say 'Yes?'. Good thing I can wear a mask otherwise they can see I'm snarling. Or when I feel a presence behind me, and that person is not asking for any help but is obviously trying to look at the screen, I purposely minimize the window and walk away. One time this parent actually lingered at the doorway like he's the guard of the door trying to look at the screen every 5-10 minutes.

ARGH!!

Shall I talk about that someone new in my life? Well, I like him a lot! I miss him every time I don't see him and I'm excited and happy whenever I do see him. Every time I see or hear a sports bike it reminds me of him. Every time I see a guy in uniform, I wonder how he looks like in his own uniform. I long for the day that I'd see him in the No. 1 uniform. God knows how I love men in uniform.

The No. 1 uniform looks something like this, only his is red stripes. I think.


Imagine that on this:


With this:


Whoo! Haha.

But besides that, he's nice. He makes me laugh. He loves his family. He loves kids. He makes me happy. He's a good guy.

I'm his secret admirer. I'm talking about the boy on the left. Haha.
In my own world,
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