On a bus home now, new lappy in hand xD My wireless internet finally came in useful. Now I can access the internet from work, bus, train, uni, wherever xD It's really good. Tax return was kind to me this year. Still not enough to buy my car back from my mom, but I still have two weeks to fix that. All good, really.

Uni's not too crazy yet but it still gets me sometimes. I finished out of a surgery late on Tuesday, and I was fifteen minutes late to my Accounting tutorial. My tutor refused to take my attendace or take my homework that I fucking spent over 3 hurs on, cause the Uni guidelines stipulate that you can only be late 10 minutes >> Shouldn't have even bothered going then really.

My boss, Michael Levitt is one of the most reputable dental surgeons in Australia and internationally known. He's going through family hardship at the moment, and due to that, he lost half of his client base when he hired me to replace his wife who was his assistant and office manager... for ever really. Since I was 8 at least, anyway. Finally in the past two weeks the client base is picking up. We're completely booked out for the next two weeks, so we had to find another girl to do basic reception while I assist him in Surgery.

Recently, we've been having trouble even with keeping the customers from waiting, the surgery constantly being occupied. If I didn't love it so much, I'd quit - I've never worked so hard in my life. Last Friday we had a client that called in an emergency with his Crown bridge, and he was scheduled at 5.00pm but we couldn't take him until 6.15.

That client pushed a line in my mental state. He had Parkinson's syndrome. Despite having worked for a medical practitioner for two years, I've never seen anything like it. The surgery took over 3 hours because during his root canal and the whole trip I had to hold his mouth open because the muscles in his face were seizing up. He's such a good man too, an ex-boxer, Russian guy. Despite being aged - I think in his late 50s, he's still incredibly great looking and charmeing, and him and his wife are absolutely lovely. It was really hard for me - I was practically in tears towards the end. It hits you hard when someone that strong can't even put on goggles by himself because his hands are in a constant seizure. How cruel life is, how it withers the strongest of men.... By the time I walked out I was barely standing.

I'm starting to have back problems. I already do because of an irregularity in my spinal cord, and now with being hunched over, and having to concentrate so much over the small area of someone's mouth, I find it very hard to get up out of bed in the morning. Dr Levitt said that in our proffession, we get better coverage over b chiropractic care because of that, so I have to make an appointment.

Most of my friends understand that now I have to work very hard to find the time to see them, some don't. I was upset at the end of last week over one such incident, then I just got over it. I'm barely remembering what my family looks like, what do i care if someone can't understand that I can't focus all my attention on hobbies or so on? Whatever. We all have other things to worry about - wheter it jobs, relationships, families, kids, so on. When I say "I promise...", I mean "I promise I'll try my very best...". Isn't that how it works? I didn't mean to dog my mate on Friday but fuck. I was operating on a man that in a years time won't be able to go to the toilet by himself. Who's worse off here, my bored frind or him?

So this is the deal - I love my job more than any other job I ever had. I love what I do. If I didn't, I'd go back to to agency office work that pays twice as much and involves half the work. And maybe if I didn't come home falling off my feet from back pain and tire, only to find a rude MSN message, I would have apologised. But now the way I see it, drawing and fucking around MSN isn't paying my rent OR my 300-something dollar bills, so I can physically bring myself to put it into first priority - If I was in a club getting drunk, that's one thing. But not this.

Soyeah. Woo. Venting done. My bus stop should be coming up soon, so I guess I'll catch everyone around. Maybe.

Mwa.