the last day before i stomp my feet on the hospital's floors..
and cause disaster..
man... heavy heart
new environment.. new stuff-to-do...
new bunch of people.. new expectations..
almost evryting is new.. its just the same old mie..
whenever its time for attachment, my heart will olwaes b damn heavy..
heavy to leave the holidays... having fun on my own..
do my own stuff.. though i was staying at home all time..
man.. please.. someone please tell mie that attachment's gonna b fun...
as in fun means that no one ignores the students.. students are treated well...
sometimes, wen i go for attachment..
i wonder.. y SOME people just seems to 'not like' the presence of students..
whereas they were once students..
its not as if when they were born, they were trained by their parents to be a nurse and when its time to get a job, they go for an interview and straight away, they get the job..
one step at a time.. as goes the song..
i tink that the world is really full of politics..
what ever u do, wherever u go, whoever u mix with..
its all the same.
hmms..
k babes.. going now..
will update tomorrow if possible on how my first day goes..
ciaos..
xoxo
the lover,
zazziezannah