I’m moody as fuck so if you want a relationship/friendship with me understand that there will be days that I will not care for your presence even though you did nothing wrong followed by days where you’ll be the only person that I want to talk to despite having nothing to say.
this is me in a text post
nothing has ever been more relevant
Shout out to the boys who understand and endure this. These boys become husbands.
After 8 loving years with this little guy, my Skittles passed away today. Rest in peace pretty bird.
I just need someone to listen to me whine
I can’t sleep because I’m so cranky
And I’m cranky because I can’t sleep
And it’s a vicious cycle
Just thinking about work I guess
Like I have 0% motivation to get up for clinical tomorrow
I have an interview on my unit next week, and I don’t want to have to settle for a job I’m not going to like just because I know I can get it
I’m just pissed that my emloyment is depedent on my stupid final focus that i didnt even get to pick
And people keep telling me that “I’ll learn so much” but I want to learn about things that interest me, not just because I can.
I want to be in labour and delivery. I’ve known that since before nursing school. I guess I’m just pissed because I went through four years of grueling hell for a job that I can’t even get. Not even something similar like post-partum or nicu because I’m a new grad and to get a job on a unit like that I need “experience”
How the hell am I expected to get experience if I can’t get a damn ass job
And I applied to other units and I told my preceptor but it seemed like she was almost disappointed in me, and kind of made it sound like I shouldn’t do it because I have a lot to learn on her unit. I need her as a reference if I want a job anywhere, and I dont want the fact that I offended her to affect what kind of reference I get Arghhhh
My birdie is sick and I’m worried about him :(
NO “TELEPHONES”. TALK TO EACH OTHER. FACE TO FACE ONLY. WRITE A LETTER. SEND A TELEGRAM TO YOUR MOM. PRETEND IT’S 1860. LIVE.
NO ‘WRITING’… TALK TO EACH OTHER. THROW A ROCK AT YOUR MOM. PRETEND IT’S 10,000 BCE. LIVE.
URGGA. ROU GRAAURH. RUH.
<SMACKS HANDS ON WALL WITH PAINT.>
NO ‘HIGHER BRAIN FUNCTIONS’ …USE YOUR REPTILIAN BRAIN
EAT YOUR MOM’S CORPSE SHE DIED TO PROVIDE YOU WITH SUSTENANCE
PRETEND YOU HAVE JUST AROSE FROM THE SEA
NO “MULTICELLULAR TRAITS”….. USE YOUR SYMBIOTIC MITOCHONDRIA
REPRODUCE ASEXUALLY, YOU’RE YOUR OWN PARENT
PRETEND IT’S 2BYA
NO “LIFE.” USE FUNDAMENTAL PHYSICAL FORCES TO FORM SPHERICAL OBJECTS REVOLVING AROUND ONE ANOTHER IN SPACE.
FUSE HYDROGEN INTO HELIUM USING GRAVITATIONAL PRESSURE TO PRODUCE HEAT AND LIGHT.
PRETEND IT’S 4.5BYA.
STABILIZE INTO EQUILIBRIA