I

I have no extensions.

I still have to complete my IV insertions though.

I’ve been getting home almost drunk for the past two days.

I’m ready to move on.

The end note

Every song has a coda, no matter if it fades away or crashes—it got to end somehow.

——–

So, it ends.

The 6 months training program where I gained more experience, friends and memories.

I ♥ Edward Cullen

Twilight, again. Another ending. No matter how perfect the day is, it always has to end.

Birthday

Happy birthday to me.

I cried when I woke up today, cause my mom said “I Love You”. It was just darn dramatic yet so touching.

Thinking

Well, for the most part lately, I’ve been selective of what to think. Our brain never ceases to amaze me. Anyway, I’m keeping my fingers crossed for my New Zealand Application.

hhhmmmm…what else?

I’ve been absent from duty for the last two days for the lame reason that I feel really tired.

An Amateur’s Play

An Amateur’s Play

© dcec 29.08.2008

I’ll tell you

Something I only know

But then,

You’d have to swear.

Say:” Promise. Hope to die”

I heard that she—

Opps…

Should I even say anything?

(Wants to be convinced)

Okay, here it goes.

(Whisper conspiratorially)

—Gasp!

Yes, it’s true!

Don’t tell anyone I told you.

Remember you promised.

(After a few hours, or perhaps days)

Hey,

Someone told me this.

But you have to promise,

You won’t tell no one.

With wide eyes,

With alert ears,

With rapid babbles,

The word is out.

Gossip. An Amateur’s Play.