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Monday, November 27, 2006

Woke up this morning, thinking it was already time to start preparing for school. The time was 4.30am, and clearly I was 1 hour too early, but I was all done up and really can't risk falling asleep again only to be impossible to wake later. You know, 4.30 isnt at all a decent time to wake. Neither is 5.30. This, usually people would call "dawn". Dawn ought to be spent strolling and breathing the cool air, watching the stars, hearing the birds - and perhaps, a slow cup of coffee and the papers. But for us the dregs of the service industry, it's the start of a new day.

I spent the last 4 years determined to remain working in an institution, convinced that while life like that is truly a little more hard work, a litle more discipline and bereaucracy, a little more tiring, I'll at least save on the blandness of a general practice. I see I have been mistaken. Not when our system encourages people who aren't really that ill to skip on down to the emergency department, not when we are so overworked and the few who do have the power to change things have either left their past behind them, or are too bogged down by selfish dreams to see instead of look. And I laugh out loud - no, I ROFLMAO - when I see terms like "Team" thrown around carelessly, especially during this period. A team, my dear highly-educated barbers, is so much more than *pretending* to be around together. A team, is also more than putting up this pretence of let's all stay during the night because we are a team. A team is when you do your part - and more - so that others' work in this team is better.

I do believe certain individuals need to realise this at some point in their self-absorbed lives, and if they don't - high chance of that, actually - my sympathy goes out to them. They have lived decades of their lives not recognising what life really is about.

Wenky
5:59 AM
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