I really need more self control

Tonight’s supper was rather amusing. Eh Adela?

Don’t you hate it when your sitting there enjoying a nice cold ice coffee and you just randomly burst out laughing like a spastic and are unable to stop? =]

I had one of those moments, just before with my dear friendio Adela who shall now be nick named Del bel. Don’t ask me why, I just like the rhyming.

So here I am, chillin in my bed thanking god or what ever supernatural forces made my Legal studies teacher agree to give me an extension. You’re the best Ms =].

There’s something beeping in the background, its rather annoying thought I'm sure soon it shall merge into the dull hospital background sounds. That’s one of the okay things about being in hospital. There’s all this noise at first, the slightly to loud banter of the nurses at 12 at night, the beeping of some spastic broken machine, the calling of a patient for assistance and of course duck man (may he rest in peace where ever he went). Soon enough you become numb to all the annoying sounds.

I have a feeling when I get back home to the good old Central Coast, its just going to be a little toooooo quite? A little toooo dark, with no florescent lighting buzzing all night.

Despite the fact I hate this place with a fiery passion, I'm going to miss it when I'm gone (which will be, hopefully, soon). I shall miss all the girlys and our bitch sessions about Joe. And I'll miss Obkti (I think that’s for her names spelt) because she is by far the nicest nurse I have ever had. And I'll miss Carmel, her messed up plural for child, child’s, and her ever so charming greeting of 'hey bitches'. =[

There’s a lot I'm going to miss about Westmead.

Veronica, Hannah, Kathy, and wtf a random just walked by with a bell!, Adela, Sam, Holly, Emily, Emmalene, kosbo and Aimee. =]

Defiantly an experience I'm never going to forget.

-Kels xx-