I spent the whole day drafting and redrafting and then re-redrafting my redrafted case write up. Siiiiiiigh. And just when I thought I was done after a trillion proof-reads, I realized that I had forgotten to include some other crucial bits and pieces on the third page. ARRRGH! Now, I had to start rewriting the pages again.. @.@ I felt like I have just wasted the whole day's efforts; you know, I might as well be buried underneath my duvet sleeping the whole day - didnt make much difference right? In the end, I still need to rewrite the whole thing again. Sheesh. >.<
oh well.. at least I remembered this patient's details from A to Z now that I could write them in my sleep. Hah. I only wish I could.

On other things.. I lost my tourniquet somewhere in the hospital. Ugh. So I bought myself a new one. It wasnt really an essential thing to have, but I like this particular tourniquet better than the hospital's lousy plastic ones. I just hope I wont lose my new one again. I still find the path to the supplier company a puzzling maze, and it took me hours the other day just to figure out where the heck the company was located regardless I had actually been there twice before. =______= Ugh. Beside, money dont grow on trees that I could just pluck them from outside my window. Heh. oh well.. at least I didnt lose my stethoscope which cost bigger bucks. So that makes it a much more ... economical lost.. no? Hah.

Then, in the middle of my writing up today, I just realized the absence of a certain little blue book in the vicinity of my room. Searched high and low for that precious book; not anywhere on the table nor in the bookcase nor in the drawers and nor in the wardrobe where it didnt belong. Argh. Seemed like I lost it too. Zilch. Nada. Gone. Maybe it had sprouted 2 legs over the weekends and broke loose. Hah. >.< yes, well done Liza, I had just misplaced my handy little oncology book plus all other important bits that I had noted down in class / clinics. Heh. You know, I shouldnt have bothered jotting down notes industriously in that book if in the end I was to lose it anyway, right? I might as well sleep in front of the patients. Pfft!

And it still bothered me how I keep on forgetting things that I supposed to have read or learnt even from only days ago. =____=" Sometimes I asked myself why I bother stealing minutes in the clinics or wards to flick through the pages of my oxford when the reality is, when someone asks me about it the next minute I couldnt even utter a half-intellectual answer. And sometimes I wonder why I still deceive myself and flipped through my notes highlighting and rehighliting lines when the next day, most of the supposedly learnt theories were forgotten anyway. Sigh. I might as well go to sleep.