learning like a mofo

I think the stress from the semestre is slowing building up, and that awful queasy feeling of being so full of paperwork, that if I were to vomit, a recycled research paper would probably be regurgitated from from my mind, crumpled and all. There must be something in my unconscious mind that my inner procrastinator is trying to tell me, but he usually waits until the last minute. Bastard. Somehow, I feel that I’m going to exhaust myself even more these next few months.

Add oil.

lucid living, and dreaming in between

I slept for 16hrs since yesterday evening. I think that was my body’s way of telling me I should really stop this nursing school thing. Just kidding. Though, I really should get more sleep, but my circadian rhythm has been all over the place this semestre. The good news is that in less than a week, it’ll all be over. My final exam is on the 16th of May, from 9am ‘til death, and I can only imagine how much sleep I’ll be getting then.

I don’t really like OB ward. Today was my first rotation there, and I felt like I had to jump through a lot of flaming hoops just to provide care to my client. It was very frustrating as one can imagine. I never quite felt that way about the other wards I interned in. There’s just something very dissatisfying about working there and I just can’t place my stethoscope on it…

The semestre is kinda dragging on, which past spring semestres have been notorious for doing, but I’m starting to feel a little burned out (@__@);;;