While doing research for this research project, I concluded that perfectionists are really just control freaks in disguise. Toss in laziness and you get procrastination and a whole lot of things not getting done by the time they're supposed to be gotten done with.
Principle: How to advise your patients about their drugs if you haven't tried them out for yourself. (punctuation screwed up but arms too tired to correct)
Rock-climbing was tons of fun. The exhilaration when you're down and staring way up high where you were hanging from just two seconds ago. But now my weakling upper arms are aching like the devil and my ribs'r a-hurting whenever I try to cough up.
I spammed bromhexine before I realised I prolly need something to stimulate some coughing action-reaction.
Been getting to know this new dude at the pharmacy. Figured that I can only get along with non-religious malays.
Was at the breakfast table in the canteen when I snapped at Akmal for talking to me in Malay before I realised I was sitting at a table surrounded by them. Cringe but I thick-faced up and that too passed.
I guess nothing's permanent no matter what you try. All that's different is how fast the time flies by when you're doing it. So crap matters feel like hell of a long time but happiness is only fleeting.
Why are we on this world again?
Thousand dollar cigars (plural) for whomever gives a satisfying answer.
Where all the P-bags??
1 comment:
to enjoy life la. don't la be emo!
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