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Wednesday, March 08, 2006
Read the tittle, now, is it a yes, or no?

To me, it's a yes. My friends have always been there for me, through good and bad times. I remembered how down I was upon Busu's death, and having to cope with the changes in my family, my house. My besties were always there to hold me up, making sure I keep my back straight. Hazel, if you read this, remember the day you searched for me in the toilet? The day I weeped and sobbed like a small schoolgirl in one of the cubicles. You found me, and you comforted me with your hugs and words. I<3u.

Today, when I was just about to start work proper, Mdm Aw, my lecturer in charge charged into the ward telling us, her nursing girls to meet in the DayRoom for a meeting. The grim look on her face tells us all. Expect what's to come. So, all of us were gathered inside, looking at Mdm Aw, waiting for her words. Anxiously worried as well. Some of the afternoon girls were expecting that she'll point out last night's incident. And yes, she did. I was one of them involved. Not totally in the wrong, but still wrong. Sorry. Mdm Aw wanted us to learn from this superfatandstupidmistake, to NEVER repeat such racket. She went on about how would you feel if this were to happen to your loved ones? ,she, sniffling upon telling us that. It was overwhelming to see her that way. She's utterly upset and disappointed in us and I was so sorry, so stirred, and also, so very diasppointed. With that, tears started welling up in my eyes. She's such a wonderful lecturer, she don't deserve all these mess. Soon after, she returned all our logbooks, except mine. I bluntly asked for mine and she went, *Why didn't you receive yours? Well, maybe, I'd like to see you regarding your logbook?* (with a tad of sarcasm). Great, my lacking of skills. Her tone was pretty harsh. Guess all those pressure were compressed at that very time and I received a whole lot of nice shits. When she started lecturing me, I felt so small. My heart, mind, everything capsized. Tears started rolling down and I started to weep. I teared not for the 'scolding' but for letting her down. Didn't know why I was being so emotional. Couldn't stop sobbing till about 4pm. That was hell for me, and not to mention, embarrassing okay!

The most touching bit was .. most of my wardmates were there for me. They tried all means to cheer me up. They pulled me up from the dark well, reaching out for the sunlight. They let me have my skills done when it is actually theirs to do. They'll look for me, they guided me, giving all they can. Now, I've reached my goals which is to finish my skills. Almost done. Don't think I'd be finishing most of those without them. I'm so touched by their care, concern and love towards me. Wani, Jalilah, Sandya, Suhairah, Arul, Kak Halimah, Tava, Sharon, Poh Ling, Diana and the rest, thank you so much.

When you're down and troubled
And you need a helping hand
And nothing, nothing is going right
Close your eyes and think of me
And soon I will be there
To brighten up even your darkest night
You just call out my name
And you know wherever I am
I'll come running to see you again
Winter, spring, summer or fall
All you have to do is call
And I'll be there, yeah, yeah, yeah.
You've got a friend
Ain't it good to know that you've got a friend
When people can be so cold
They'll hurt you, and desert you
And take your soul if you let them
Oh yeah, but don't you let them

10:11 PM

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