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I'm at work and I hate everything. Mostly work. I'm tired. I'm dizzy. I'm nauseous but hungry at the same time. I know that I need to hang on for just 4 more hours. I only came in today to hand in my stat dec to get paid. I'm going to go and see the doctor for the first time in two years because of the dizziness. Most of all though I'm sick of work. I want to go back to Sydney and mooch off my parents for a while.
I took two days off work this weekend. About 30% feeling sick and the rest just not being bothered. Went briefly to Guy's leaving party and then went with Naomi and her friends to the Espy to see Vaudeville Smash. Almost left straight away when told that I'd have to wait 3 hours before they came on. In the end it wasn't too bad though, and Claire also came along.
Yesterday Jane was in town for her friend's hens party so we caught up for lunch. Funny how we haven't seen each other in seven years and it feels like nothing has changed, like fundamentally we're still the same people. She seems accomplished though, in a way that makes me feel like a child still ambling along hoping for direction. Not for the first time, I'm wondering if I made the right choice in going into nursing. Maybe it's just that time of the year again. My half yearly existential crisis.
I know that everyone else is miserable too. They're just better at hiding it.
I took two days off work this weekend. About 30% feeling sick and the rest just not being bothered. Went briefly to Guy's leaving party and then went with Naomi and her friends to the Espy to see Vaudeville Smash. Almost left straight away when told that I'd have to wait 3 hours before they came on. In the end it wasn't too bad though, and Claire also came along.
Yesterday Jane was in town for her friend's hens party so we caught up for lunch. Funny how we haven't seen each other in seven years and it feels like nothing has changed, like fundamentally we're still the same people. She seems accomplished though, in a way that makes me feel like a child still ambling along hoping for direction. Not for the first time, I'm wondering if I made the right choice in going into nursing. Maybe it's just that time of the year again. My half yearly existential crisis.
I know that everyone else is miserable too. They're just better at hiding it.