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A Singaporean girl who graduated from a Medical College in the UK and currently working as a doctor, spending most of my years abroad burying myself amongst medical books, speaking Queen's English and trying to adapt to life in Britain. But I still remain a true blue Singaporean who loves my plate of char kway teow and enjoys the sense of closeness when speaking "Singlish" to my fellow countrymen. Why "The Chinese Doctor"? Because that's what my patients call me since they don't know my name!

Saturday, September 17, 2005

Can I grumble?

I'm not in a bad mood, but I do feel like grumbling for a while here.

First, I am not linked up in Swansea yet. The IT department say they'll give me the username and pwd so that I can configure my laptop within 24 hours, but they claim to be having some problems now and wont be doing it till next week.

Second, I am bugged by depressed ppl whenever I go online. I should be most patient towards these ppl, providing them with a listening ear, especially when I know them, but instead, I felt irritated because they are not close to me...or rather..can I say I don't actually fancy one of them? Plus they tend to overdo things like bugging u allllllll the time with how depressed they are abt EVERY ISSUE! I'll definitely be more patient if it's someone I really really know or just a listening ear once in a while, and I'm most willing to do so. We all get depressed at some stage of life don't we?

The thing abt these ppl is they actually love being depressed! Look, if you're a depressed patient, will u wanna fight against it and get well? It won't be instant though. But apparently these ppl DON'T! They will start telling u things that at times u feel that all they want from you is to ASSURE (note this word!) them that they are insane, and should call Woodbridge for admission. Then, u get ppl asking u to supply them with info on depression. I find this terribly ridiculous because at this computer age, u actually have ppl who ARE computer literate and not knowing that you can find info abt depression just by surfing the Internet.

And then there was also this asshole who asked me how come I can supply him facts abt depression when he knows I'm a medical student. That's so DUH for goodness sake! I wanted so much to slap him hard on his %^£"&* face I tell ya. I could have just went on and kill him with the saddest soap drama story I can come up with, but couldn't be bothered since the last thing I wanted was to keep the chat going. I just dread this person for some reasons. I think he's mad, irritating, thinks highly of himself (mind u, it's a vast difference frm being confident), obsessed with having only chiobus as gf when he's not good looking himself, talk with thorns in his words. Basically, he's a typical farked up person.

Ok, I feel so shiok now that I have scolded this asshole on my blog...muahahaha. If time permits, I'll blog again later abt my first week in Swansea :)

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