my stomach no longer kills.
i ran 4 km today, no breaks.
i had a very pissy day at school.
a test i studied my ass off for was cancelled because stupid front row girls claimed they "did not know about it and weren't ready." screw you bimbos. how could you not know? it was posted on webct, kevin talked about it in class, the whole class was stressy that we had that exam on the same day as critical care. i studied for this cancelled test. i wasted 2 hours of my life on an exam that will now occur in 2 weeks. just the right amount of time to forget and have to relearn it all. damn you. thing is, kevin is such a nice guy and they put him in such a difficult situation. how could they con nice-new-guy-teacher like that? i went and talked to kevin afterwards, not as a personal attack but just to let him know the majority of the classes side, to tell him it should have been put to a vote, to tell him that you can't fairly cancel and exam the day of, to simply express my disgruntledness at all of that. i did not through a fit. i did insist that he make the test that very day because it's the right thing to do. and why did i not do those things? because as a student i respect my teachers and did not wish to put nice-new-guy-teacher into and ever more difficult situation. triple bitches, i would like to take this moment to point out that if this were a university program and you "forgot" about a test, you would have 2 choices, go to class and do as well as you possibly could or not go to class and fail. it rages me because i could have spent those 2 hours studying harder for critcal care. critical care was SO HARD! i was so upset. i was so disappointed. i knew all the background knowledge type stuff but when it came down to it, i just didn't know the best way to wean a COPDer from a vent and other such critical thinking type stuff. so then i ate smarties, felt guilty and ran. i am sad.
my palliative and geriatric midterm is tomorrow. i like that class. but it makes me very sad too. is it normal to cry over the material you are learning as you study it? probably not softie.
"teardrop" by massive attack is great. it's running on repeat.
song of the day: "i wanna be sedated" by the ramones. why won't it leave my head?
running to brand new is highly motivational. thank you boys.
i need more good music. brian says i have shitty taste in music. he bases this assumption solely on the fact that i enjoy pink floyd and he hates them.
tomorrow i'm going to see morning wood, a st. albert band, at some pub in st.albert. joy to live music. the last i saw was pilate way before christmas.
on the 22nd nina and i are going with grandma to see "a night to remember" at the windspear. it's some classic lounge music stuff from the 30s and 4os. tres chic.
on the 24th i'm going to steve earle with dad. it will be my 3rd time. steve is always good.
my bed awaits me.
'night y'all.
1 comment:
when we covered palliative care in my second year of SCC, our teacher, Rita, had us sit in a big circle and discuss our experiences of losing family members in palliative care or general hospital settings. I totally get what you mean about crying over the material you have to study.
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