this is the seventh day. this means that i've been camping out at the hospital for almost a week already. she's on drip 24 hours. they give her really strong antibiotics. penicillin streptomycin yada yada even i can name a few of those. actually i do nothing there besides taking her to the washroom and finishing her leftovers. did i just make myself sound so useless? lol. technically thats what i do but of course there's more to it. i'm not that useless, come on. every night i return home at 11 too tired to blog because 10% of time i babysit the other patients as well

the malaysia trip has been called off since mama doesnt look o k eough to go anywhere. i'm glad that there's at least a class chalet and a birthday bbq (night cycling possibly) to look forward to. and christmas, which isnt exciting me much at the moment. the thought of violin-violin-piano-violin-oral-violin-oral-oral's quite a put off so please please pleeaaseee...i need stimuli.

and where's the beautiful thing?



i need occasional reminders that i still have a paper to go. instead of reading the text, i've harry potter in my hands most of the time.
alright then, it's bout time i shift my ass to the hospital.