it's swot vac!
anybody knows what in the world is that supposed to mean? i've been here a while and still have yet to find that out.
so... i'm supposed to be studying my life away, but i'm not. a few reasons why: i vomited my lungs out on monday because of some gastric virus, according to the doctor. i thought it was food poisoning, but hey, i'm not going to argue with the doctor. he should know better. spent the whole of tuesday recuperating. couldn't move my limbs as much as i told them to. started to study a little yesterday, but physiotherapy doesn't seem to be really interesting at the moment. so i ended up typing up resumes for a number of hospitals in singapore, practically begging them to allow me to work for free for them as a physiotherapy aide, so i can spend my vacation time more sensibly, instead of just slacking around. hopefully they'll take me. *fingers crossed*
i can't wait to get home. already mentally planning out my uber-exciting 3 month escapade holiday and thinking of all the fun stuff i'll get to do! i've bummed for 9 months with nothing to do.
going to get a gym membership for a gym that has branches in both oz and sgp. so i'll be able to use the facilities in both places. i think that quite good value for 60 dollars a month. came across a cute quote: "don't be overly concerned with your weight, it's just a number." but... women, vain creatures that we are simply let out pride get to us and not forgetting our over-active imaginations that out thoughts like out boyFs eyes will wonder about if we allow our waistlines to expand.
i just want to get through this examination in one piece and avoid the whole traumatizing turn of events i had last semester. i have 8 papers in a space of 10 days! i find that rather inhumane. it's back to doing what i do best, last minute cramming!!
i wish i would get myself to update more often. but, my life's just boring, i don't do much, and i'm a bum. heh.
the freckled one.
so... i'm supposed to be studying my life away, but i'm not. a few reasons why: i vomited my lungs out on monday because of some gastric virus, according to the doctor. i thought it was food poisoning, but hey, i'm not going to argue with the doctor. he should know better. spent the whole of tuesday recuperating. couldn't move my limbs as much as i told them to. started to study a little yesterday, but physiotherapy doesn't seem to be really interesting at the moment. so i ended up typing up resumes for a number of hospitals in singapore, practically begging them to allow me to work for free for them as a physiotherapy aide, so i can spend my vacation time more sensibly, instead of just slacking around. hopefully they'll take me. *fingers crossed*
i can't wait to get home. already mentally planning out my uber-exciting 3 month escapade holiday and thinking of all the fun stuff i'll get to do! i've bummed for 9 months with nothing to do.
going to get a gym membership for a gym that has branches in both oz and sgp. so i'll be able to use the facilities in both places. i think that quite good value for 60 dollars a month. came across a cute quote: "don't be overly concerned with your weight, it's just a number." but... women, vain creatures that we are simply let out pride get to us and not forgetting our over-active imaginations that out thoughts like out boyFs eyes will wonder about if we allow our waistlines to expand.
i just want to get through this examination in one piece and avoid the whole traumatizing turn of events i had last semester. i have 8 papers in a space of 10 days! i find that rather inhumane. it's back to doing what i do best, last minute cramming!!
i wish i would get myself to update more often. but, my life's just boring, i don't do much, and i'm a bum. heh.
the freckled one.