hi, it's me

Would the inconsiderate, needy, dramatic girlfriend please stand up.

Oh, I'm already up.

Yes, I am THAT girl. You see, I tried my best not to be inconsiderate but no matter what I do I still get the label. Tired at work? But that's okay please come by and see me still ok? Then there's me the needy girlfriend who has to have a phone call and as much face-time. Well excuse me for wanting to know if you're safe at home. Last but not the least, I am also the drama queen. You seriously can't expect to be mad and stop my tears from flowing at the same time right?

Sigh.

Sometimes I would like to step out of my body, give it a couple of violent shakes and a few slaps if possible to wake myself up from this unnecessary emotions. I feel like a kid having a tantrum if I can't get my ice cream when my little body and mind dictates it.

Last night, the joke was on me as I struggled to stand my ground and at the same time feel sorry for him while he tried to cajole a smile out of me. Afterall, I am a sucker for his sweet ways.

The fairytale continues. I am still a drama queen and he is still the always-late-but-forgiveable knight.

nurses' week

It's National Nursing Week and all I got was free food.

Haha. Kidding.

It's kind of funny but a week made up to celebrate the hardworking nurses of our society actually makes me proud that I've been a nurse for almost a year (in July). Yey, I'm surviving! I still can't believe it at times. Every now and then I lay in my bed after a hard shift and wait for the next nurse to call me and ask numerous questions about the things I left for him/her to sort out. Fortunately, there's none of that. *knock on wood*

I don't think any of the patients know it is my special week, otherwise they would ease off on their demands. Haha. Again, kidding. Errr. I do know how it is to be on the other side of the spectrum as I have had family members/friends who have been patients before but if only they consider my side too.

Anyway, life is a beach. Whatever that means. I kinda miss Cuba-beach-life.

I am back on night shifts.

hola amiga

One week in Cuba.

One week of blissful days at the beach, by the pool and at the hotel room watching movies. I don't seem to recall waking up as early as 7:30 am just in time for scrambled egg, bacon and french toast until our first day in the resort. I took advantage of the open bar by ordering something sweet and pineapple juice. It just shows how little I know about other drinks without having to resort to yucky beer. Errr. In any case, my organs are safe and was not intoxicated at any point of our vacation.

I love those stress-free days. All I worried about was what to wear, how not to completely burn my skin and what to eat.

It's been a week since I have been back and already worked a weekend. My brother asked if working three days was punishment. Errr.

Sigh.

Words cannot express how great it felt to leave everything behind even for just a week.

A beach bum every now and then will always be welcome in my planner.