a pathetic little blog
I’m 15 days out from the end of my first year of nursing school. It can’t happen fast enough. I am finally enjoying a lovely lab group. We all get along really well in any combination of teams or groups. Such a refreshing change from the previous two quarters (and summer school) with a group full of honest to goodness bitches. I’m so over those chicks I can’t say it enough. Our class is small enough so there is no way not to have to see them or interact with them. I wish I could jump ahead to the class in front of us or in moment of insanity, fail back to be with another class. There is not a single day where I don’t get some sort of hassle from one of them and it’s usually something inconsequential, nagging, and stupid. I’m on the verge of screaming
and I don’t even think anyone would blink if I did. I might even get a standing ovation right before I was escorted off campus and out of the program based on the total lack of professionalism that would display. Instead I dread class days. Dread checking my email. Rue the day I became involved in our class and nursing school leadership. I’m way happy as a mentor and leader by example. And way more appreciated. Is the resume entry worth it?
Dammit I am putting a lot of energy into giving a shit about them. I imagined this blog would be 2 years of nursing school drama and bliss. Not a retelling of high school cliquery.
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