gone fishing

This last week has actually been pretty relaxed/cruisey. I only had two days of class, and the second day wasn’t even a proper day of class. I’m sure people who know me have all seen the photos on Facebook of our Halloween day at PACE. That was pretty awesome. Kudos to those who put time and effort into their costumes.

Feels a bit weird to be done with uni classes, though. Don’t think it’s really sunk in yet. I’ve been trying to remember what it was like finishing high school, and I think the feeling is sort of like that. Sort of sad that my four years of pharm school are over, but still quite happy and proud that I’ve made it through and am about to take the next step (still have to finish exams, though!).

I’m gonna miss pharm school. I’m not going to be overly emotional about it or whatever, but uni life will definitely be missed (especially considering that I’m essentially going to be working full-time hours once exams are finished).

This week was also my first time going fishing. We didn’t catch anything (other than small crabs and random stuff – and seaweed!) but it was a fun day regardless, so it didn’t matter so much that there were no fish. A lot of people (I’m assuming) have dreams of going overseas and travelling and whatever, but I reckon if I can have days like that every now and then (and weekends/nights out on a more regular basis), then I won’t mind if I never set foot outside this country.

dodging specks

One thing that I like about reading other people’s blogs and et cetera is that it makes me feel normal.

For example, the other day, I stumbled upon a random person’s tumblr (I don’t really remember how or what the address was – I think it was reblogged from somewhere else anyway) and they had posted about something which I could totally relate to. I didn’t realise it was such a common thing.

Occasionally, when you drink water or some other sort of beverage, you may notice a speck of some sort floating around in your cup. Surely this has happened to everyone at some point, right? What I usually do is “try to drink around it” (as the random person put it) rather than attempt to scoop out the speck or pour it out.

I used to think I was the only one who did that. But that random person’s post was reblogged so many times. And I now know that a couple of friends also do this, so I don’t feel so weird.

Although it is (what I consider to be) the lazy option, when you think about it, it does sort of take a fair bit of effort because you have to watch the speck and make sure you don’t drink it. In a sense, it might also be a bit pointless because if you’re drinking the water that the speck’s floating around in, what difference would it make if you just drank the speck, too?

But, you know, that’s not going to stop me.

The other thing I find interesting is that no one ever gets taught/told to do this (at least, not that I know of… I mean, who would teach their kids to drink water like this?) but evidently so many people do this anyway. It’s almost as if it’s human nature to drink around specks.

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Handed in my last assignment for the year today! No more assignments! No more group assignments!

You know, I’ve realised that, no matter how much I dislike an assignment, I will still try to get a good mark (as opposed to just aiming for a pass). And, no, this is not just because I like getting good marks. I reckon there are a few other factors involved, such as proving a point (to myself and to the assignment and whoever set the assignment), having confidence that I’ve passed (rather than second-guessing and hoping), and my possible mild case of perfectionism.

Well, either way… I don’t think there was really a point in mentioning all that, so… moving on…

In other news, my aunty gave me her iPhone because she got a new phone. It is my first Apple product. I’ve finally joined the crowd. Good thing I put off getting a new phone for so long.

This is actually probably my most favourite time of semester – when assignments are all done, and there’s nothing left to do except study~! (Yes, my thought train looped back to uni assessment.) Not sure if it’s just me, but I reckon this part of the semester feels calmer. Even at the start of semester, there’s all this anticipation and fear about what assessments are coming up. But when there’s only exams left, I feel more in control.

But even having said that, I still reckon the oral exam is going to be pretty nerve-wracking.

Something else I realised: I might seem perfectly calm before the exam, and in the holding/waiting room, but things can fall apart so easily. Yes, ok, I’m being a bit melodramatic here, but it doesn’t take much to knock down that one domino that sets off a cascade. Ok, so still a bit overly dramatic, but you get my point.

Let’s archive today, go to sleep, and start anew tomorrow.

duty of care

Tonight at work, someone came in a minute before closing time to ask if they could get a prescription filled. Since it was not quite closing time, and also because the medication might be really important and they hence might need it urgently, I said ‘yes’.

Assuming they would be the last customer, we closed the sliding doors so no one else would come in while the final prescription was being dispensed.

But there was another customer who was browsing around. I thought she was not going to buy anything or just buy a front shop or S2 thing, but after a bit of browsing, she came to the counter and asked for an S3 item (needs to be dispensed and labelled). I couldn’t exactly refuse, so I got her details and put it in the dispensing queue.

And even while I was talking to her, I noticed in my peripheral vision, a guy who’d just walked out from the medical centre next door (we share the same exit) with a couple of prescriptions. So, since he was already inside, and the medication might be really important, I added them to the queue, too.

And then somewhere in all this, another woman came into the pharmacy to buy a few front shop things (I assume she saw people inside, so assumed we were still open even though the doors were closed). Well, at least the transaction was quick, and she paid by EFTPOS, so it didn’t affect the till count.

But I guess, overall, it wasn’t that bad in terms of staying back extra. I’ve heard worse stories – of people asking if you could urgently fill a prescription just as you were about to lock up and leave; of staying back up to an hour overtime because people kept coming in; of people who come in even though the pharmacy is clearly closed, and the opening hours are clearly displayed outside.

Mind you, though, those stories were not of pharmacies here, but of another place, where there is evidently a strong sense of duty to the community (or disregard of opening hours).

one step back

I was just reading a few random posts from last year, when I came across my first WordPress post, which was at about this time last year, meaning that I’ve been on WP for about a year now. Sort of feels like it’s been longer than that. Really feels like my blogging home now.

I also came across a few posts from earlier this year where I wrote about books that I’d been reading (‘The Old Curiosity Shop’, ‘One Shot’, ‘My Sister’s Keeper’). Really made me feel like reading again. I seriously have not read a novel in so long. I’ve been so deprived! I think once uni finishes, one of the first things I want to do is find myself a good book to read.

The other thing I look at, when looking back at older posts, is if things have changed. But since I tend to write about pretty random stuff anyway (that is, there isn’t really a consistent theme for the posts), I guess it’s more to see how my writing’s changed. There are times when I’m writing assignments when I feel like my writing’s gotten worse since leaving high school. I reckon I’ve mentioned that before. I also think my memory might be worse, too.

Ok, maybe not worse, but different – it works differently.

Sort of wonder if my writing is also less sarcastic now… Not sure if that’s a good or bad thing, though. I do like a bit of sarcasm (as long as it’s not malicious or whatever). And what a dull world this would be without a bit of sarcasm, ey?

It doesn’t matter if you fall – everyone falls at some point.

for posting’s sake

Feels like ages since I wrote anything here. Even this feels like a forced entry – posting for the sake of posting. But I guess I can take this as an opportunity to note down stuff that’s been going on lately because I assume that’s what most people use their blogs for…

I now technically only have uni two days a week because prac classes have finished. But the days that I’m not at uni are generally taken up with assignment work or actual work-work, so it’s not really like having days off (if that makes anyone with more than two days of class per week feel better).

Technically tomorrow is a day off, but I have to sort out registration stuff for next year. Can’t remember if I mentioned already, but I’ll be doing intern/pre-reg next year. And, to answer the question that commonly follows such statements, yes, I am looking forward to it and am reasonably excited about graduating. Just have to make it through the remaining assignments and exams.

I wouldn’t call this the home stretch, though. This is the part where you know the home stretch is coming – you know that finish line isn’t too far off.

And, yes, I am going to stick with pharmacy because I actually like pharmacy. And that’s all I’m going to say about that for now because anything more would just sound too corny and/or lame.

Anyway, in other news, it is time for bed. Goodnight.