A Few Notes To Self

• Never become a urologist. Ever. The urinary system is the worst thing in the world. Why are there so many types of renal inflammation? Why do they all sound the same to me? Why do they need different names? What does it all mean? Why do kidneys exist? What is a kidney lol? What's urine lol? Study, memorise, forget, mix up with other type of inflammation, pyelonephritis reminds me of pie
• Even the goopiest of noodles taste good with lots of chilli sauce 
• I think I am slowly falling in love with Hot Family Friend Guy (previously mentioned on this blog). He added me on facebook around Christmas (when he came back to Perth to visit his parents) after he came to our Christmas party. He is adorable, endearing and has this wit that is not arrogant at all (unlike so many witty people. Myself included because I'm oh-so-witty. See what I did there? Because I'm arrogant. I'm confusing myself). All of this has been judged from his facebook which is clearly an accurate representation of a person's character 
• I volunteered for stocktake mid-October. WHY? WHY? I don't even know anymore. I was originally rostered for the day shift instead of stocktake but then I swapped with A. Because I was feeling charitable? Her little sister's birthday party is on that day. Because R's stocktaking? Not sure (maybe...). Because I want the money? Well, yes. I always want money. But overtime is only paid after 10pm and I'm not sure if our stocktake will even go over 10pm. Because I'd forgotten the physical, emotional and mental stress that came from last stocktake? It's like how women forget the pain of childbirth the second after they give birth and are holding their newborn. My newborn in this case is the pretty penny I earned last stocktake
• I love tofu

J