I had my advance birthday dinner with my mom today. \(^o^)/
We ate at a Japanese restaurant called "Nonki."
I ordered "Barachirashi," which has lots of small pieces of different kinds of sashimi (raw fish) on top of sushi (vinegar) rice. It was so~ delicious. \(^o^)/
Here's a picture of the food. XD
My birthday is actually tomorrow.
I'm turning 23.
But unfortunately, I can't spend time with my loved ones tomorrow because...
I have to be in school before 8am (we have a stupid punch-in system)...
We can punch out AFTER 12nn for lunch break.
I have to go back to school by 1:30pm.
My duty in the hospital is from 5pm to 7pm.
I can go home after that, but not for long... Because it's my turn to have my 10-HOUR DUTY in the hospital from 9pm to 7am the following day.
See?
I have like... just 3 hours to spend with my mom tomorrow.
Darn.
This is the reality of life.
Birthdays don't matter anymore.
Hahaha! XD
I'll just think I'm getting one step closer to being a real adult. \(^o^)/
Happy birthday to me~
Hahaha. XD
Thursday, May 28, 2009
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Doc, I'm sick...
There's no such thing as auscultation of the head. I know that. XD
My new schedule is killing me.
When I get home (usually around 7pm to 8pm or later), I eat dinner and fall asleep coz I feel so tired.
When I wake up at around midnight I have to work on something. Writing history, PE, and clinical formulation, or make a report, or study for the small group discussion... I just don't run out of things I HAVE to do.
I'm not complaining, I love what I'm doing. It's just making me physically exhausted right now and I wanted to share it. ^^
Saturday, May 9, 2009
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Love the story~ T-T
I just love it. T-T
Watch it here -> http://www.cmsite.co.jp/?anime/lastmessage/
The story is about a guy who lost his wife a year ago, and is suffering from a heart disease himself.
His daily routine is to go home and listen to the last recorded message from his late wife on the answering machine, who used to call him to inform him that she'll be home late. He never erased the message so that he can hear her voice everyday.
One day, he went to the hospital for his regular check-up, and suddenly wanted to hear his wife's voice so he called to hear the answering machine. He left a message just for the heck of it, not expecting any response. When he went home, he was surprised to see another message left in the telephone. Noone except he and his wife knew their telephone number... So who could it be?
To his surprise, it was his wife, leaving him a message in reply to his own message. Instead of being frightened by the strange happening, he felt so happy to hear his wife answer his messages, as if she were alive again.
From then on he regularly left messages on his answering machine, and looked forward to listen to his wife's reply as he got home.
His happiness didn't last for long, because his doctor told him that the pace maker in his heart has reached its limit. If he wants to go on living, he has to be hospitalized. He refused to stay in the hospital, because he wanted to be home, where his memories of his wife stays... Even if it will mean his death.
As soon as he reached home, he pressed the button to listen to the message in the answering machine. And there his wife was, saying "we meet again at last."
~END~
T-T
I love these kinds of touching stories... T-T
Watch it here -> http://www.cmsite.co.jp/?anime/lastmessage/
The story is about a guy who lost his wife a year ago, and is suffering from a heart disease himself.
His daily routine is to go home and listen to the last recorded message from his late wife on the answering machine, who used to call him to inform him that she'll be home late. He never erased the message so that he can hear her voice everyday.
One day, he went to the hospital for his regular check-up, and suddenly wanted to hear his wife's voice so he called to hear the answering machine. He left a message just for the heck of it, not expecting any response. When he went home, he was surprised to see another message left in the telephone. Noone except he and his wife knew their telephone number... So who could it be?
To his surprise, it was his wife, leaving him a message in reply to his own message. Instead of being frightened by the strange happening, he felt so happy to hear his wife answer his messages, as if she were alive again.
From then on he regularly left messages on his answering machine, and looked forward to listen to his wife's reply as he got home.
His happiness didn't last for long, because his doctor told him that the pace maker in his heart has reached its limit. If he wants to go on living, he has to be hospitalized. He refused to stay in the hospital, because he wanted to be home, where his memories of his wife stays... Even if it will mean his death.
As soon as he reached home, he pressed the button to listen to the message in the answering machine. And there his wife was, saying "we meet again at last."
~END~
T-T
I love these kinds of touching stories... T-T
Monday, May 4, 2009
A tribute to my friend ^^
Saturday, May 2, 2009
A girl ^^
Friday, May 1, 2009
I got a WACOM pen mouse~ \^o^/
Yep yep!
Finally!!!
What I've always wanted!!! Or to be accurate... What the artist inside of me wanted. ^^
My friend had to let go of this 'coz her laptop is a mac and this pen mouse is not compatible with a mac. So she sold it to me for a very reasonable price. ^^
Now I can draw directly in the PC and color illustrations with ease~
Here's a sample.
A sketchy self-portrait. ^^
Weeeeeeeeeee~
I'm so happy~ XD
On the bad side... Classes start in a week. T-T
Finally!!!
What I've always wanted!!! Or to be accurate... What the artist inside of me wanted. ^^
My friend had to let go of this 'coz her laptop is a mac and this pen mouse is not compatible with a mac. So she sold it to me for a very reasonable price. ^^
Now I can draw directly in the PC and color illustrations with ease~
Here's a sample.
A sketchy self-portrait. ^^
Weeeeeeeeeee~
I'm so happy~ XD
On the bad side... Classes start in a week. T-T
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