Cold butter is nice

I realised I have a lot of things that I want to jot down, a lot of things that I want to say. And I seriously can't let the internet failure in my house stop me from doing so. Thus, this will turn out to be an old post, but yet, an update on what going on in my life.

It's first day at Peads, and the pharmacist and the pharmacist assistant there are rather different. The PA is a cool looking woman, with a pair of good looking specs, who tend to crack jokes and laugh out loud. She's the kind of person that you know comes from a uniform group background, those that are still very zealous about their group even when they out of school, I don't know what's the name.. NPC? NCC?? No that's national cancer centre, NDP? National day parade! Whatever! You know what I mean...
Well, as for the pharmacist, she's one with loads of experience, you can totaly feel her aura! Many times, she actually made me feel stupid, coz she tends to explain things in a logical manner, making you think how come I did not think of that way? Isn't it logic? Common sense?! But well, she's definitely an inspiration as one can see she's definitely rub shoulders with nurses and doctors, and dispense without thinking much... yet concise and proper.

I like cold butter, spread on any sort of bread, hard or soft. Cold butter rocks. It gives you a refreshing feel, just like drinking cold milk. Though it's made of fat, but yet, I don't feel guilty at all, which can be dangerous at the same time. Yet, I still adores cold butter... And now I'm progressing rather rapidly on the medium s