I cannot WAIT till after Assessment Centre... I can finally paint my nails again. They look so naked without any colour, the poor babies. And they've finally stopped peeling. Yusssssssssss

You and I, we may not be picture perfect. But we fit perfectly together in our own quirky little way.

Domperidone can be used to treat GORD that is non responsive to histamine receptor antagonists. I thought it was weird when I saw it on a script, but hey, you learn something new everyday.

Also, less than a month until I see E!!! (also, less than a month before Assessment Day, a.k.a. the day of doom, but we're ignoring that)

Sometimes, I feel too content and happy and I miss angst. Then I realise that I should probably stop spiralling down in this rather destructive thought pattern and ruin my own happiness.

So there you go, E. You have successfully made me into one happy marshmallow. I don't know how you managed it despite my trust issues, but I am incredibly content, even though you are not here with me.

I need alone time. Well, I just need to sleep in. Daylight saving does my head in and I wake up feeling that my quality of sleep is rather shoddy.

I am refusing to play any more piano until after Assessment Centre. And B. can play as much as he wants until then because I honestly cannot be bothered trying to play as well as him (admittedly, he plays very well). Bro, if you want to play, then by all means. Unfortunately, Aunty picked me. Sucks to be you. 

Thank you God for a good day at work today. I really needed that breath of air or I was going to drown.


Have also come to the conclusion that New Zealanders are becoming increasingly xenophobic. The winner of the AMP People's Choice Scholarship was won by a school girl of Palestinian ethnicity. The things I have been reading just make me sick. People are claiming that this girl's cause was advertised on Palestinian radio  so apparently hordes of "angry Muslims" voted for this individual and that AMP caved due to "terrorist bombing" fears. Might I mention that the runner-up was a Pakeha school girl who "wanted to be New Zealand's best cardiothoracic surgeon"? Darling, that was my dream too. Unfortunately, I didn't get into medicine and there is no certainty that you will too. People need to grasp that.
And listen to yourselves! Apparently curing diseases is better than helping old people. That is not a valid reason as to why one girl's cause was better than the other. One day your flesh will wane, and heaven forbid that your grandchildren will one day refuse to help you simply because you are senile.

Aaaargh. Note to self: must buy size 8 now. May have to take dress in.