You know, at least the miserable student lets me know where I stand by throwing a fit in front of everyone if we’re assigned the same group. Not so for fellow students. Yesterday they reacted in sympathy to the miserable student for having to spend all of an hour with me, yet today they are chatty and helpful as can be with me. On Facebook.

Seriously, if you can’t be cool to me in person in front of your miserable friend, don’t fake it with me in cyberspace. It’s lame and makes you look like assholes who can’t think for yourselves or that you like being led around by the nose by an insecure, miserable person.

This is school and we’re training to be PROFESSIONALS, not taking an advanced clique training camp. Get with the program, get mature, and think for yourself. Someday YOU will have a license to provide care that may save someone’s life. Guess what? I ALREADY HAVE ONE. Time to play catch up, not games.