June 12th, 2004
December 27th, 2003
Ritzing on Monday? Fancy drinks before hand? You KNOW you want to. You really do.
September 8th, 2003
September 6th, 2003
Urgh. I'm at work, and I'm being a patient (model) on a course to teach nurses to asses trauma patients. I have a break until 4, and it's embarrassing as hell. Everytime they do the abdominakl and pelvic examination (look listen and FEEL) I have to bite back giggles.
In the last scenario I was supposed to be a 33 week pregnant woman. Jesus.
August 31st, 2003
Ok, I just deleted a fair few people from my friends. You're gone if a) I don't read your journal b) you don't post c) I simply don't like you.
August 25th, 2003
But Oooooooh, when you come down.
August 20th, 2003
August 11th, 2003
July 10th, 2003
|09:43 pm - Nothing is good enough...|
Well, that's it, the facade has finally shattered. Too much pressure. Too many people to please. Too much to do. Nothing can please everyone, and no-one can please me, it seems.
Catharsis coming, I hope, but hopes can be dashed, as we all know too well.
Current Mood: drained
Current Music: Tool - Schism
June 28th, 2003
the thing my mum's cooking for dinner tonight smells like vomit.