sometimes it lasts in love but sometimes it hurts instead
April 12, 2011
school’s started again. the past three weeks have been a blur. in some ways i’m thankful to have things to focus on again. i think i had enough rest, but definitely not enough fun — no, i didn’t have much fun at all.
nine weeks. still dreading and stressed out about patient treatment, worried about messing up or providing inadequate care. sometimes i want to tell myself that what i do doesn’t really matter but that’s just pretty sad, isn’t it?
still can’t see where i’ll be in the future, though i do want to simply fast-forward out of all this and be done with everything here.
this is my fifth attempt at an entry and it’s still half-assed because i don’t want people stumbling upon it and reading things they don’t have a right to. sometimes i really hate social media.
