I should be happy, or at least content. But I'm really hating life today for some reason or another.

More margaritas, anyone?

Sometimes, I have the greatest boyfriend ever ( Read more... )

Finally, PEDS IS ALMOST OVER!!!!! If only I didn't have 2 more clinical days. It's so stupid. I really don't want to go on Monday. Especially since I know we'll all get 2 patients and work our asses off, when the other groups are only doing evals and getting out super early. Lucky bastards ( Read more... )

Well, another birthday has come and gone. The day was pretty good. I had to work, but it turned out okay. We had a potluck, which was fantastic. One of my friends from nights put signs all over the unit. And one of my other friends even brought in a birthday crown! Sadly, the best part of my birthday was at work. It was all downhill after ( Read more... )

Things are falling back into place, thank god. I was on the verge of tears all day yesterday. I finished my paper and I feel pretty good about it. It's somewhere in the neighborhood of 8 pages, which I think is average ( Read more... )

I'M SO FRUSTRATED ( Read more... )

I had the crappiest day at work yesterday, and I never would have expected it considering who I was working with. It should have been a pretty good day. I'll give you the cliff notes, because I'm sick of thinking about it, yet I can't stop. First, we had an emergency in the echo lab, which is located at the end of our hall. Because there's only ( Read more... )

Call me crazy, but the fact that this Critical Care internship is more competitive, I want it that much more. Anywho, I have an interview in March, on St. Patty's Day. Wish me freaking luck of the irish!

1 interview and 1 rejection w/o so much as an interview. That would be because a: I'm a grad nurse, and Troy is greedy and wants experienced nurses and b: Troy is greedy and wants nurses (experienced) NOW, not in May. But, whatever. I'm still hoping that I should be set. Having a job certainly would be nice when I'm done with school. Having a ( Read more... )

I had one of the worst weekends of my life, yet I feel like the weight of the world has been lifted off my shoulders. Why is it that a big fight can almost make a relationship better? I just don't get it. Bottom line, I feel better, and I think things are better. So I guess I won't complain ( Read more... )