Flipping through cable, I saw her. Some new music video that actually featured a high-waisted pencil skirt and her hair all in curlers...and she still made me sit up and pant.
And I think that Beyonce may well be the girl for me.
(something abt being pregnant and making a film abt Daniel Pearl's life de-throned Ms Jolie. No offense intended)
I'd just share my moments of sanity and annoying-ness with everyone.
...it is, after all, late at night and I've got no one to talk to.
Firstly, I've figured out that I'm ill-suited to ED. Much as I like it, I make lousy decisions or perhaps, get flustered into lousier decisions than I would have otherwise made. I've made enemies in ED. Don't ask me how but a combination of my jangled nerves and ineptitude/ignorance has meant that I'm nastier than normal. Not with nurses but with other doctors, senior doctors. I can really see my career going far after this term.
But
the good news is
I'm not suicidal. I'm not out of control, self-mutilating, self-loathing, self-flagellating. Sure, I feel shit. I'd like to never go back to ED again, but I'm not doing anything more concrete other than feeeeeeeling bad.
You know, I don't even think it's a lack of study from years before. I think I'm lousy just becoz I get scared so much I then lose it and become C-R-A-P.
But who cares becoz I've got love.
I've got the most wonderful boyfriend, who's also my silliest friend. I consider myself unbelieveably lucky that after all the shit I've done in my life, it's still worked out so I have Acb.
Acb thinks all fun things should be done together. He never says this but just assumes that we roam as a gang. This was evidenced by his recent invitation to Melbourne for Xmas.
Acb: So, I'm going to go home (Melb) for X'mas coz I just realized it was over a weekend.
Self: Oh, ok. Have fun!
Acb: Yep, so are you coming?
Self: Eh?
He makes me laugh all the time. He's so adorably silly. Silly silly silly! Not suave at all! (yay) He steals sips of my drink when my back is turned, he fills my house with his alcohol and his DVDs then steals my side of the bed. We're always tickling each other (I hope some of you out there haven't yet thrown up). I feel as if we've fallen out of one of those stupid romance-lite films, we're that annoying.
Ahhhh... but this is all I've ever wanted so
*smile*
I'm keeping it sane.
