exam-drunk again-job interview

Hiya!
Exam's over. Well, not exactly over... another paper left (Progress test - contains year 1 -5 medics content) but we don't really have to pass it... so I'm not really bothered (I wonder when have I started to think like this... if it was half a year ago I would have stupidly bury myself with medical books to be learnt in five years time in this three days to hopefully pass the test... must be Lauren's influence - she's just so good at saying 'if we pass this time n fail next time it's bad;but if we fail this time n pass this time it good!)
I'd been working quite hard for the semester test since Christmas/new year time. But I don't think the effort actually completely paid off. The semester test paper was horrible. The stuff r just too detailed and I honestly have to say that I did random picking for almost every single questions in the paper. Gosh... I really hate to think about it.. N there were too many choices for each question that I just didn't have the energy to look through each choice thorough enough. That's why I'm really keeping my fingers crossed... that I'll pass this exam (that's my birthday wish)
After the exam, went to shop at Sainsbury Fallowfield with Wei Min (a fellow first year medics from Singapore). Glad to hear from her that I'm not the only one who thought the paper was complete rubbish. Then I went to the city centre to buy a foundation powder for my job interview the next day. Can't believe that I was actually doing that. I'm never a vain person, not even the slightest bit... But after mummy's critism about the pimples on my face, I started to feel a bit disgusted, of course don't know whether that's a good thing. All I know is that I'm now beginning to pay a bit of attention on cosmetic grooming which has never happened before in my life.
During the night, my PBL groupmates n I went out again for my belated birthday and post-exam celebration. Before meeting at OP bar, I went to Lauren's room (cause she was taking AGES to get ready...). She was wearing this 70s minidress and bought a wick which she would wear after that. At that time, I was just wearing a normal shirt and pants, and she literally rip me off and made me wear a shoulder bearing, sleeveless top and a short skirt, which I complied obediently. I felt weird and cold (she told me not to wear a jacket as well n it was a winter night!) as I'm not used to wearing revealing clothes like that. But I just told myself that I'm allowed to be crazy just for the night.. in conjunction with my 21st birthday... and I went a little too far by letting myself drunk again. I think I drank 4/5 glasses including a shot of whisky... which was my worst so far. I did enjoy myself on the dance floor thoroughly at The Ritz... it's especially satisfying to notice some guys who tried to flirt at me (never happened b4..). I danced till my feet almost rot (was wearing a new shoe... hard and painful) then finally sat down. After about 15 minutes, the nightclub bouncers were telling people to clear the building immedietely... apparently the fire alarm had been set off. (To any Malaysian in Malaysia reading this, don't be too shock coz false fire alarms here go off every so often everywhere that I bet no one here's ever worried that there's a real fire when they hear the alarm.. more like feeling very annoyed instead) Anyway we were forced to stand outside the premise. It was really chilly outside that I kept rubbing my arms. The guys standing beside me asked me twice whether I'm ok.. Things were going a bit chaotic at that time coz many guys were drunk and they were doing silly stuff like chanting and singing loudly and obstructing the traffic that the police came to control the crowd. Then I took a cab back with Lauren and Rachel. As I reached Whitworth Park, Claire actually phoned me to make sure that I've safely reached my place... how thoughtful was that? N that was the end of my one good drunk nightout.
The next day (yesterday), woke up early in the morning coz I was going to have an interview with a nursing agency at 1pm. I hadn't even filled in my application form or completed/print out my CV. The hang over didn't help as I was feeling so dizzy and tempted to go back to sleep. I was quite panic the whole morning, thinking that I'm gonna be so unprepared for the interview. But it turned out to be really good. The staff in the agency was really friendly. As expected, had to fill in more forms. I thought the whole thing went on really smoothly. I've got the references right, the criminal record check from Malaysian government, the many proof of identifications required for CRB check etc. The interview questions were relatively easy, mostly about common sense stuff that all medic students should know. Now I'll just have to arrange a time to attend the basic care course (4 days!) and wait for my CRB check and references to arrive before I can officially start working. Looking forward to the extra pocket money!