whatshouldwecallnursingschool:
I’M JUST LIKE
Hahahaha, reblogging mostly for the gif. It does feel awesome though. hahah okay i’m done.
whatshouldwecallnursingschool:
Yes, it is that serious.
I used to watch WWE a lot when I was younger (I don’t know why though haha).
In every match, whenever Triple H (or Kurt Angle or the Rock or whoever) slammed a guy into the floor of the ring and we see his opponent’s disoriented figure lying motionless, Triple H would cheer like crazy, right? He’d get so into celebrating with the crowd that he wouldn’t notice his opponent creep up and slam his head with a folding chair.
I used to think that was so dumb (I learned that it’s scripted, so it’s ok now!). Why would you celebrate before getting the tap out and hearing the bell? It was always every wrestler’s downfall.
Anyway, my point is that I want to be the person that secures the win before I celebrate. I always want to maintain that focus until the end.
This semester has not been easy, by any means. Even when I feel like I’m doing good and better than I thought, I don’t want to get lax.
I passed my hardest final today. I got the exact score I needed to barely get an A in the class. And when I found that out, I literally teared up (and thanked Jesus profusely). It goes to show how much work I put in, all the stress and sleepless nights and struggles and for me to get lucky and get exactly what I needed to get that A made me really emotional. It’s craaazy.
Freakin 5-unit, hardest class of my life and I made it! But still got two more finals left, can’t start celebrating yet!
I watched this whole thing and found myself “Woo!”-ing out loud. -__-
I can’t wait till they come to SD in October.
Dear Dan Auberbach,
Can you please sing 12:00-15:44 to me, in my ear? Thanks.
…with first semester clinicals already! It went by so fast! But I’ve learned so much in the short time I was there. During my evaluation with my professor, she told me that this was the profession for me and that I’m a good nurse. I was bouta cry when I heard that hahah.
Nothing feels greater when your patients genuinely thank you for the care that you’ve given them. Words can’t express the pride and gratitude I feel when I hear those “Thank yous” and “Good luck with everything”.
To help someone feel better and to get better is the greatest feeling in the world. Their thanking you is a moment that lasts a split second but reverberates through your whole mind and soul and stays with you like foreveer.
I’m really starting to like nursing and all that it can do to heal one human being.
I’m gonna miss being in the hospital for the coming months…and the PT guy on my floor. He was cute haaaay!
This song needs to be like 10x longer. I really wish I was going to see Tennis this Thursday at the Casbah. Next time, I suppose :(
I miss taking pictures. I look at my old pictures on Facebook and remember when I had a life! hahaha. And I remember all the fun photoshoots I used to do with friends and family and how I proud I was of how the pictures turned out.
I already had a set intention for how I wanted to spend my tax return money, but I might devote it to fixing up the old Minolta if it’s even fixable. I miss the therapeutic quality of taking pictures. I needa get on that.
Can April be over already? This month has thoroughly exhausted me and seems to drag on…
Although I’ve had a few good times , I am really, really ready for May.
