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When marimba rhythms start to play, dance with me, make me sway.
Like a lazy ocean hugs the shore, hold me close, sway me more.
Like a flower bending in the breeze, bend with me, sway with ease.
When we dance you have a way with me, stay with me, sway with me.
Other dancers may be on the floor Dear, but my eyes will see only you.
Only you have the magic technique When we sway I go weak.
Michael Buble; Sway.

Monday, April 21, 2008, 10:47 PM

Had shift today, PM, but today was slightly more of a normal-unusual day.

I was waiting for Tram no. 5 to take me to Malvern, and I was waiting at the tram stop when this Asian guy (roughly 20-ish, probably slightly older than me I think) asked if I knew any trams that go along High St Parahan. I suggested no. 5 cause but I said I wasn't sure and he said ok, he'll ask the tram driver on the next tram. He did, but the driver didn't answer his question, cause he walked back and said, "He's stupid, he didn't answer my question."
Then he asked me if the map by the tram stop will help, I said I wasn't sure cause its quite a vague description of the route. Turned out, it did state which tram will travel to his destination, and he said it was no. 6. I have no idea why he keeps telling me what he finds out. Hahaha. So anyway, he sat down on the bench. I was still standing cause I didn't feel like sitting down.
Then I heard a voice, "小姐,为什么不坐下?" I took like, 5 seconds to respond to the voice (and it was that guy) cause he was speaking in Chinese and I thought he was talking to someone else. Turned out, he was talking to me. So, I just said "Oh ok" than I sat down. Man, I felt like an idiot. Then he asked in English, "are you waiting for the same one?" Me, "Nope, No. 5". And we didn't talk until I turned around and said bye, cause, it felt rude if I didnt.
So weird!! Why did he suddenly talk to me in English than Chinese than English again??
WEIRD!

And and and...

My ticket got checked twice on the same tram. TWICE! Some days I don't even get checked at all, and on the day I get checked, it happened twice!
And usually for dinner, 2 or 3 nurses will eat together, today it was just me and my buddy! And I wasn't talking much (as usual) and it was just.. awkward!

Interesting day...