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Little excerpt after explaining my morning in the hospital as a nursing student. I had a complicated patient that we had to stay on top of all morning. I love what I do and it cracks me up that it makes others queasy...



Birra: I'll keep the tech job, thanks



Me: lmao, and see, your job would make me nuts



Birra: your job would make me vomit



Me: roflmao, and they say women are the weaker sex...

On 06:01:54 Nov 25 2007 faeriemoon wrote:



You know, if the whelps I've been rating represent the teenagers of the world...I'm scared...and sad.



On 06:02:32 Nov 25 2007 birra wrote:



They do.



Be scared and sad.

GP just came home, the end of the quiet...the tv will now be blaring from either the living room or his room every day. I can't sleep with my bedroom door open because all I here is the tv in his room across the hall screaming FOX news....blah. I really need to get my bills straightened out and find out if I can afford to rent something, anything. I need peace and quiet and the ability to have my friends over...I feel like a teenager again and I'm 31 years old! I hate this, I really really hate this.

Why can't men keep their god damn mouths shut? Like I need this sort of info circulating around work! Grrr! What I do on my own time with my body outside of work is no ones god damn business. Especially with the rumor mill in that place...jesus...do you really feel that much of a need to brag?!

I don't want to go to bed yet, but I know I have to be up at 5am. That and the cat is giving me severe attitude. It's really hard to type when she flicks her tail across the keyboard...grr.



What I want to know is, who the hell decided it was a good time to start our clinical day at 7:30am?! I hate being up before the sun. And me, go to bed before 11pm? sha right.



aww life as a nursing student...what the hell was I thinking? oh yeah, that I won't have to bang my head against a wall anymore and struggle to make ends meet and that maybe someday I could own a house of my own. Yeah, that's what I was thinking. :)

This is not the normal me. Normally I'm this happy go lucky, easy going, non stressed out human being. But lately the pressures and demands of work and school have begun to take their toll. My temper is shorter, I cry at the silliest things, and I have limited, check that, no patience left.



I have the most wonderful friend in Birra. There are days I think he gets tired of listening to me bitch. Hell, there's days I get tired of listening to me bitch. But, he never complains and he always manages to say the right thing at the right time.



So I suppose this is actually a big thank you to my friend. My dear friend who has so much going on in his own life yet takes the time to listen and counsel li'l ol' me. And thanks to his wonderful insight tomorrow's goal: no phone, no computer, just me and my nutrition books in some quiet place that isn't home.



Thank you again, and remember, all I ask of you is your company. :)

you ever have one of those days where you just don't want to do a damn thing. I need some excitement, something...I'm so tired of the same ol' same ol'. Actually, I'm just tired. Gads, I miss my life.

I don't know 80% of the people on my friend's list. They add me, don't tell me, don't even bother to say hi. Does that really qualify as a friend? oh wait, never mind, silly me...they're just looking to get their numbers up. Children, bah