Whatever posted here is purely my own opinion!
I do whatever makes me happy! :D

Destrina Chen
coming 23,
Single, fat but confident,
loves her job,
hearts her family,
adorns her friends
and worship the branded goods!

*Overseas trip with GF* (coming soon to Redang!)
*New digital Camera*
*New Sunglasses*
*New Bed*
*Metronome*
*Pass Grade 1 Theory*
*Pass Grade 2 Practical*
*Get sponsored for Advance Diploma*
*Overseas trip to Europe*
*Complete a degree*
*New wardrobe*
*Baby Grand Piano*

Catherine
Melissa Xu
Sharon
Yuki
Jocie Chua
Valval Chong
Roxanne
Xiao Ting
Mingpei
Engsin

Lovedrops♥
x x x x

I've finally changed my blog skin.
After being back from my gym session.
Yes, on my annual leave, I still go back to the hospital.
Extremely sucky.
Because of a person and an incident.
I'm so sick and tired of explaining myself.
It just seems to me that people had been misunderstanding me, all my life.
All the time had been wasted to "redeem" myself.
Ever since I step foot in this line, I gave up on explaining myself.
One point I can never forgive them is that,
why do they assume?
What makes them think their assumption about me is right when they haven't even heard my side of story?
What makes them think that I don't care instead of I don't know?
What makes them think that I didn't consult the Nurse-In-Charge instead of the Nurse-In-Charge didn't teach me to do it?
All these "facts" that they thought about me is utterly untrue.
Sometimes I really thought I got no one to turn to in this line.
Even though my sister is one of the member in this line.
However, we had never talked anything about work at home.
Who would support me when they had mistaken me?
Who would point out the fact instead of just standing there and see?
I don't care anymore.
As long as I do my work, I can rest my conscience, I would think I'm right.
Anyway, back to the topic.
I think changing my blogskin can change my mood as well.
Of course, see a fresh new blog is like seeing a brand new "home".
Though having to change my room would definitely have me over the moon.
I'm addicted to Jay Zhou's Cai Hong.
So simple, so touching and so nice.
我看不见你的笑，怎么睡得着
你的声音那么近，我却抱不到