A crappy day is fine. Two crappy days are also fine.. but a CRAPPY week is so not dandy.
On Tuesday I woke up by falling out of my bed. I tried to catch my flying fishes for 2 minutes when it dawned upon me they were actually in a dream. Crap. I keep dreaming about colorful translucent fishes that fly around me. How mysterious. And come on fishes, I don't like you. I don't even consume you. Stop invading my dreams.
Shampoo stings my eyes every morning. I have to suffer from red itchy watery eyes for half an hour. Some issues, I guess.
I have to go on a ultra-jumpy bus with my classmates daily. Imagine springing up and down for 45 minutes in a row. Am sure when we get off our organs aren't in their original positions. The hospital is getting way too unpleasant to bear. General surgery sucks.
My friend and I bought the same exact dress. How can we outshine? It's appalling.
I studied for the test like a dweeb. The test was student-friendly. I wish I hadn't wasted precious hours going through the fat book when I could have aced it by hitting the thin booklet.
I broke my almost-new shoes on Wednesday. Had to use a safety pin. My friends and I, in my broken shoe, went shopping. The safety pin kept biting me. Now I have a blackish thumb and a callus on my small toe as big as a cow. <-- Shoes and I don't gel, don't you think? Flat pumps or heels, they all hate me.
These days I end up watching depressing and brutal movies. Rabbit hole, The talented Mr. Ripley, Mr. Brooke - They are all neat and go with my mood. <-- who needs to smile? Me.
Now the Big Crappy News: I have pharyngitis, 102 f fever and very severe body-ache that am unable to walk. It gets better and it recurs. My voice is croaky like a frog. Blahhh.
I missed today's OT because of my (un)health. My friend tells me it's bloody, suffocating and very interesting. Why couldn't I be sick last week?? <-- I had my scrubs ready, and I so wanted to wear them.
Enough crap for one post. Am off to eat porridge and apples <-- Yay? and then back to my warm bed for a little snooze.
Sidrah xx o(-_-)o
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| Let's begin. |
On Tuesday I woke up by falling out of my bed. I tried to catch my flying fishes for 2 minutes when it dawned upon me they were actually in a dream. Crap. I keep dreaming about colorful translucent fishes that fly around me. How mysterious. And come on fishes, I don't like you. I don't even consume you. Stop invading my dreams.
Shampoo stings my eyes every morning. I have to suffer from red itchy watery eyes for half an hour. Some issues, I guess.
I have to go on a ultra-jumpy bus with my classmates daily. Imagine springing up and down for 45 minutes in a row. Am sure when we get off our organs aren't in their original positions. The hospital is getting way too unpleasant to bear. General surgery sucks.
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| yeah, something like this. |
My friend and I bought the same exact dress. How can we outshine? It's appalling.
I studied for the test like a dweeb. The test was student-friendly. I wish I hadn't wasted precious hours going through the fat book when I could have aced it by hitting the thin booklet.
I broke my almost-new shoes on Wednesday. Had to use a safety pin. My friends and I, in my broken shoe, went shopping. The safety pin kept biting me. Now I have a blackish thumb and a callus on my small toe as big as a cow. <-- Shoes and I don't gel, don't you think? Flat pumps or heels, they all hate me.
These days I end up watching depressing and brutal movies. Rabbit hole, The talented Mr. Ripley, Mr. Brooke - They are all neat and go with my mood. <-- who needs to smile? Me.
Now the Big Crappy News: I have pharyngitis, 102 f fever and very severe body-ache that am unable to walk. It gets better and it recurs. My voice is croaky like a frog. Blahhh.
I missed today's OT because of my (un)health. My friend tells me it's bloody, suffocating and very interesting. Why couldn't I be sick last week?? <-- I had my scrubs ready, and I so wanted to wear them.
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| sick n crappy. |
Enough crap for one post. Am off to eat porridge and apples <-- Yay? and then back to my warm bed for a little snooze.
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| croak, croak. |
