Where were you 3 hours ago?
Um... probably in the same room I am in now. I was making edits to my blog, as I am so wont to do
Who are you in love with?
P
Have you ever eaten a crayon?
Er... no. They smell odd.
Is there anything pink within 10 feet of you?
Yeah, my diary, and I have a pink headband on
When is the last time you went to the mall?
Wednesday, with J when we went to lunch
Are you wearing socks right now?
No. Don't really like wearing socks.
Does your family have a car worth over $2,000?
That's about £1230 according to Google today. Yeah we do. I mean, my car was worth more than thought when we bought it, but it's probably lost value just by being owned.
When was the last time you drove out of town?
Wednesday, when I went to see J in B
Have you been to the movies in the last 5 days?
No. Not been to the cinema in ages. Not since.... since.... we went to see Angels and Demons
Are you hot?
It's really cold today :( I want to go back to London. At least there, my room is permanently warm!
What was the last thing you had to drink?
Water
What are you wearing right now?
t shirt and jeans
Do you wash your car or let the car wash do it?
self wash
Last food that you ate?
ham and cheese sandwich and two oranges
Where were you last week at this time?
in M with P!! :)
Have you bought any clothing items in the last week?
No. I'm trying not to buy any to a) save up for London Fashion Weekend, if I go, and b) it won't fit in my suitcase
When is the last time you ran?
er.. pass. I don't run.
What's the last sporting event you watched?
no idea!! probably the commonwealth games when they were in Manchester
What is your favorite animal?
giraffes! I still have hopes of owning a baby one. I'll give it back when it gets big, honest!
Your dream vacation?
somewhere hot with my friends, with lots of money
Last person's house you were in?
? Don't remember.
Worst injury you've ever had?
F's sister tripped me up by accident in the playground once, in year 5. I got gravel in my hand and in my knee
Have you been in love?
yes!
Do you miss anyone right now?
boyfriend, friends
Last play you saw?
As You Like It at the Globe in London
What is your secret weapon to lure in the opposite sex?
wouldn't say I had one!
What are your plans for tonight?
working in the shop
Who is the last person you sent a MySpace message or comment?
haven't used myspace in ages
Next trip you are going to take?
unknown. I need to return J's memory book.
Ever go to camp?
no
Were you an honor roll student in school?
no idea what this means. According to wikipedia, it's a student is someone recognised for high grades. Hm. Would I say I was one? Not sure. I mean, I did well, but it wasn't that much recognised
What do you want to know about the future?
If I'll be a good doctor! That is one of my big fears
Are you wearing any perfume or cologne?
not at the moment no. I spray The Body Shop's Vanilla Mist when I go out though
Are you due sometime this year for a doctor's visit?
So apparently you're meant to go every year for a check up? I went to see the nurse if that counts?
Where is your best friend?
I don't have one!!!! I have several best friends but no one singular best friend :( I mean, I guess it depends on what I think of as a best friend. I tell P everything. I tell R and M pretty much everything. Does that make them my best friends? I don't know.
How is your best friend?
As above. They're ok, I guess
Do you have a tan?
A little bit from being in the sun :)
What are you listening to right now?
it's quiet here.. the clock's ticking loudly though
Do you collect anything?
no? do i?
Who is the biggest gossiper you know?
me probably!
Last time you got stopped by a cop or pulled over?
never, touch wood!
Have you ever drank your soda from a straw?
Yeah, when I used to go to McDonald's (when I was a kid)
What does your last text message say?
"Is cold yo. How is my kitten today? Brrr" from P this morning
Do you like hot sauce?
NO! I don't like spicy things!
Last time you took a shower?
ce matin
Do you need to do laundry?
no? House laundry was done last night
What is your heritage?
Chinese/Viet
Are you someone's best friend?
i hope so!
Are you rich?
not really. Students don't get rich :(
What were you doing at 12AM last night?
sleeping! I can't stay up late anymore!! :(
Saturday, August 29, 2009
Saturday, August 22, 2009
wish for you on a falling star
So I caved. I got Twitter. It's just so that I can have the name I want, because everyone has twitter now. It's just like on facebook, where they've added usernames. So it's www.twitter.com/caroldollyxx It's not a substitute for facebook or msn or this blog; microblogging isn't really hot for me. But you know, it's nice to communicate with people in a different way sometimes. You never know, I might get into it.
Just finished at hospital.. I didn't mean it when I said I hated driving to them both. It's just that cars come up behind you and intimidate you, and force you to drive faster than you wanted to, and angry drivers who overtake on bends :S I can understand how learners feel... I mean, I didn't really get how everything came together until it was almost my test. I guess it seemed daunting at the time, kinda difficult for me to imagine remembering but it becomes second nature, just like riding a bike. Although P swears you can forget how to ride a bike.
It's been very interesting to say the least. Anaesthesia was fun because I got to help put people to sleep and practice skills and things, and see all sorts of different surgeries. But Obs and Gynae is more clinical. The consultant I was with specialises in urogynaecology, so I saw lots of prolapses and incontience and hysterectomies.. I got to hold lots of instruments in theatre, and be put as "assistant surgeon".
I didn't get to "conduct deliveries", which is something you do in 5th year of medicine. But I got to watch loads of sections and deliveries, I got to clerk patients in clinic, successfully.
I got two books out of the library to help with my learning, because I feel that I'm not being taught as much on this placement as I was last time, because it's busier. But it has been really good. Has been useful :)
I've been watching loads of old films that I haven't seen in ages. The Spiderman trilogy, the first of which was really good: I loved the Green Goblin. The second was also quite good, I liked the storyline, but the third one was just... not very good. Too many storylines involved, kinda predictable and also the New Goblin was a bit much. Eddie Brock was good though.
I watched Love Actually.. it gave me a warm fuzzy feeling, although I don't think it's the kind of thing non British people would go for, as its cast is nearly entirely British (as far as I remember). Maybe I'll watch it again at Christmas, and my faith in love and the world will be restored.
Someone told me something a few days ago, and it just makes me wish that people didn't keep something secret, especially when it seems so obvious to everyone else. What have they got to hide? I mean, I can't think of anyone who would be particularly affected, so why keep it all hush hush? It's garnering more interest because of this secrecy, which isn't really a secret, I have been thinking and saying it for ages. It kinda makes me realise just how little, and how much, I know some of my friends.
:(
Also, this NHS thing. I have NO idea what happened, for all my faults, I still do not read the news.. but now our NHS is being slagged off? By some Americans? Did I get that right? Please correct me if I am wrong.
Firstly, the NHS was set up after the second world war, I mean, I forget the details, but the idea is to create a health service which is nationwide, and readily accessible. It's free, in that we pay for it via taxes, but once you pay your tax, you can use it as much as you want. You can go to the GP complaining of everything, and you'll be seen, you can see consultants once every few months for years and years... it costs nothing. You can get operations for free, you can give birth for free, you know, you can get FOOD for free in hospitals if you ask nicely. Even if you aren't a patient.
And in America, it isn't free. You have to pay. And that's why loads of Americans are poor because of their medical bills. They need health insurance, they have to pay bills... when they go to the hospital, there are issues regarding payment, you can't really be seen without healthcare. And thus, it becomes the rich who get good healthcare, because they can pay for it.
We have private healthcare here in England too, but I wouldn't say it was as widespread as national healthcare. Here, as long as you have registered (for FREE?!) with a GP, you can get treatment.
And it isn't rubbish. If you have suspected cancer, you get seen within 2 weeks. They push other cases out of the way for you. If you have problems during pregnancy, you're seen weekly or every two weeks. You can get home visits, where the doctors LEAVE their place of work to VISIT you. You can be seen at any time, at an A&E (not, what do they call it in America? Emergency Room? Who made that up? Does accident mean the same as emergency? I don't think so) and get treated, and they make sure you're seen within 4 hours.
And you know, even though some treatments are not offered on the NHS, but in the private healthcare system where you have to pay, it is possible to get it for free if the circumstances indicate it.
So it isn't "evil" and "Orwellian". How many people do you see sticking up for the American healthcare system? Sure, the NHS has its faults, it isn't perfect, but we love it.
On another note, I had a really... uh, disturbing dream this morning. It involved magic, school, some sand coloured powder, um, one of my friends and I in a compromising position... it was just odd. And now I have finished hospital, I've been trying to sleep more. Woke up at 8 this morning.
P.S. Added some goals, for before I'm 30. The passport stamp thing isn't because I've not been abroad. It's just that the stamp is more of a formality, and you can, in reality, ask for one. But I've always been too shy :( I have seen BLG, but not headlining a tour or concert. I've been to a couple of the other "Ivy" restaurants, but not The Ivy, thought I'd see if it really is all that.
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Wednesday, August 19, 2009
music is the food of love?
I usually don't mind giving out relationship advice... Usually, it's well taken, or politely ignored, and I feel honoured that people ask me stuff. But one of my friends is persistent in chasing a girl, using very weird methods.. or so it seems to me. So then we were talking about boys and girls being friends... and how he thought it wasn't true. Well, I think it is, partially. Because one usually suppresses their romantic feelings for the other, for the sake of their friendship. Believe me, I have seen it happen. Particularly if they're very good friends.
And so they are very good friends, best friends forever, so he says. So surely, why would they risk their friendship for something more? It's not particularly advised, because I think friendship means something different than a relationship. The dynamic is different. And so I've asked him several times why... he thinks he can enrich her life... that people say they should be going out... that they're best friends, and he's reading her facebook messages to try and figure out if she likes him or not. The latter most reason surely goes against their being best friends. Because she doesn't even know. Invasion of privacy?? Surely she is entitled to keep some secrets from him? Even best friends keep secrets, even boyfriends and girlfriends keep secrets.
And surely the way to woo a girl is not by grand gestures and buying gifts and sending things... to me, that implies that he's trying to buy her love or her affection, particularly from someone who claims not to be thinking of marriage and being all serious? I don't know. I just don't have a good feeling about that potential relationship and their friendship for that matter. What other reason is there for wanting to go out with someone, other than that you're best friends? I just can't see her going for it, and it won't last for a long time, as he hopes it will.
He's my friend and I've tried being patient, but I don't care for this courtship anymore. Just do it without telling me and let me know when you get together, okay? I don't agree with what you're doing and I don't agree with how you're going about it.
And so they are very good friends, best friends forever, so he says. So surely, why would they risk their friendship for something more? It's not particularly advised, because I think friendship means something different than a relationship. The dynamic is different. And so I've asked him several times why... he thinks he can enrich her life... that people say they should be going out... that they're best friends, and he's reading her facebook messages to try and figure out if she likes him or not. The latter most reason surely goes against their being best friends. Because she doesn't even know. Invasion of privacy?? Surely she is entitled to keep some secrets from him? Even best friends keep secrets, even boyfriends and girlfriends keep secrets.
And surely the way to woo a girl is not by grand gestures and buying gifts and sending things... to me, that implies that he's trying to buy her love or her affection, particularly from someone who claims not to be thinking of marriage and being all serious? I don't know. I just don't have a good feeling about that potential relationship and their friendship for that matter. What other reason is there for wanting to go out with someone, other than that you're best friends? I just can't see her going for it, and it won't last for a long time, as he hopes it will.
He's my friend and I've tried being patient, but I don't care for this courtship anymore. Just do it without telling me and let me know when you get together, okay? I don't agree with what you're doing and I don't agree with how you're going about it.
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Sunday, August 16, 2009
Gareth Jamieson
Currently, I'm reading a book called Holly's Inbox; I'm about two thirds through. So maybe this dream was inspired by it.
I was sat at my desk checking my email and this man, whom I suppose I must have known for the purposes of this dream, emailed me asking me out to dinner, called Gareth Jamieson (I don't know anyone of this name in real life). I think I was a business person in the dream. So I said yes, and we arranged to meet at Earls' Court tube station, but he said he was going to scope out Pizza Express in Swiss Cottage (if such a place does exist?) as a date location then take me there. So I go along in the evening to the station, and he's there, wearing a blue shirt and suit trousers, and I'm thinking, there's loads of places nearby where we can go and eat here, why are we going to Swiss Cottage?
He must have read my mind, or I must have said it out loud, although I don't recall doing so, because he then said that all the places I'd been to would have memories of my ex, and I didn't want that in a new relationship. So we got on the tube, and I thought to myself that maybe it was a bit too soon after coming out of a relationship to begin dating again, but I'd agreed to this date, I may as well try and enjoy it.
So we got there; it was a busy place and there was a table for four. So Gareth and I were sat down on one side of the table, and his two male friends were sat on the other side (some date!) And we were talking about mutual friends, and then someone mentioned Karen, and then what she was up to. So I asked, hey, doesn't she have this colour hair? whilst pointing at Gareth's hair, which was brown and blond. And the friend replied in the affirmative, and then I was like, that's my sister! She used to be a consultant, but now she's joined the police and she's nearly a police consultant. So they all started laughing and making jokes, about how she could identify the splenic artery and see if the carotid artery had ruptured, but they were saying it in a really mean hurtful way and it made me cry and I ran off to the bathroom.
After hanging around in the bathroom for a while, all teary, one of Gareth's friends, who was drunk, smashed in the door with some wood (??) and made me come out to talk to him and Gareth. Then I got into an argument with the friend, saying that I knew he thought I shouldn't be going out with his friend, but it wasn't his decision; that I wanted us to get along for the sake of his friend because otherwise it wouldn't work, and then he started shouting at me, and was about to hit me, which must have scared me into waking up!
How odd.
I was sat at my desk checking my email and this man, whom I suppose I must have known for the purposes of this dream, emailed me asking me out to dinner, called Gareth Jamieson (I don't know anyone of this name in real life). I think I was a business person in the dream. So I said yes, and we arranged to meet at Earls' Court tube station, but he said he was going to scope out Pizza Express in Swiss Cottage (if such a place does exist?) as a date location then take me there. So I go along in the evening to the station, and he's there, wearing a blue shirt and suit trousers, and I'm thinking, there's loads of places nearby where we can go and eat here, why are we going to Swiss Cottage?
He must have read my mind, or I must have said it out loud, although I don't recall doing so, because he then said that all the places I'd been to would have memories of my ex, and I didn't want that in a new relationship. So we got on the tube, and I thought to myself that maybe it was a bit too soon after coming out of a relationship to begin dating again, but I'd agreed to this date, I may as well try and enjoy it.
So we got there; it was a busy place and there was a table for four. So Gareth and I were sat down on one side of the table, and his two male friends were sat on the other side (some date!) And we were talking about mutual friends, and then someone mentioned Karen, and then what she was up to. So I asked, hey, doesn't she have this colour hair? whilst pointing at Gareth's hair, which was brown and blond. And the friend replied in the affirmative, and then I was like, that's my sister! She used to be a consultant, but now she's joined the police and she's nearly a police consultant. So they all started laughing and making jokes, about how she could identify the splenic artery and see if the carotid artery had ruptured, but they were saying it in a really mean hurtful way and it made me cry and I ran off to the bathroom.
After hanging around in the bathroom for a while, all teary, one of Gareth's friends, who was drunk, smashed in the door with some wood (??) and made me come out to talk to him and Gareth. Then I got into an argument with the friend, saying that I knew he thought I shouldn't be going out with his friend, but it wasn't his decision; that I wanted us to get along for the sake of his friend because otherwise it wouldn't work, and then he started shouting at me, and was about to hit me, which must have scared me into waking up!
How odd.
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Tuesday, August 4, 2009
now it's just a barfight
So I was in the Eurostar terminal, trying to get onto a train, with my school friends, and I was just following the group, except we were going onto the wrong platform, and we couldn't turn back and go back up - it was a moving flat escalator type thing, so we had to go down then round and all the way up. On the way, I saw L, who was laughing crazily, and said to C, "let's just say she's hysterical". So then I was kind of on some sort of school transportation, in Bury, at night time, and we were stopped at a traffic light, but it wouldn't turn green. So T stood up and said, let's walk it's not far, so I agreed and did so with her, but everyone else stayed put. So I was like, okay whatever, and so we started walking past Bury Market (apparently it's world famous) but it was the wrong way, and turned back.
At the traffic lights, I saw A, D, J and some other people, a mixture of school and uni friends, and so T and I hastened our pace to get to school. It was snowing, and we got split up near the town hall. I reached the school gate before T, and she came along, with a little hedgehog stuck on her leg. I then got some tissue and picked the hedgehog up with the tissue, and threw it out of the gate.
Then we went to sign the late book (at my school, we used to have a late book which every pupil had to sign if they were late) and I went to my first year classroom, which are the classrooms overlooking the road. I spoke to two of my best friends from school (I don't really keep in touch with them anymore. So they weren't really my best friends after all) and then got up and went downstairs to the art corridor, where I saw A, who said she had lived in New York and we caught up and started walking along the corridor, and suddenly ended up at the main entrance of the hospital where I did my anaesthesia elective. I bid her farewell, and told her to keep in touch better. At this point, it was really bright and sunny. Then I walked up the footpath, and was then suddenly driving up it in my car, with a guy in the front seat called R (not the one I know) except I was on the left, and he on the right. Then I parked somewhere, which was overlooking a nice view, and it was twilight again even though it had taken minutes to reach the top in my car.
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My dreams are always so vivid, but I can never capture their essence properly when I write them here. My eloquence has been temporarily lost, as I have to wake up at silly hours every day. Isn't it dangerous to drive while yawning?
xo
At the traffic lights, I saw A, D, J and some other people, a mixture of school and uni friends, and so T and I hastened our pace to get to school. It was snowing, and we got split up near the town hall. I reached the school gate before T, and she came along, with a little hedgehog stuck on her leg. I then got some tissue and picked the hedgehog up with the tissue, and threw it out of the gate.
Then we went to sign the late book (at my school, we used to have a late book which every pupil had to sign if they were late) and I went to my first year classroom, which are the classrooms overlooking the road. I spoke to two of my best friends from school (I don't really keep in touch with them anymore. So they weren't really my best friends after all) and then got up and went downstairs to the art corridor, where I saw A, who said she had lived in New York and we caught up and started walking along the corridor, and suddenly ended up at the main entrance of the hospital where I did my anaesthesia elective. I bid her farewell, and told her to keep in touch better. At this point, it was really bright and sunny. Then I walked up the footpath, and was then suddenly driving up it in my car, with a guy in the front seat called R (not the one I know) except I was on the left, and he on the right. Then I parked somewhere, which was overlooking a nice view, and it was twilight again even though it had taken minutes to reach the top in my car.
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My dreams are always so vivid, but I can never capture their essence properly when I write them here. My eloquence has been temporarily lost, as I have to wake up at silly hours every day. Isn't it dangerous to drive while yawning?
xo
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