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Tucson was a blast*, but a bit to short for my taste. This week however was very productive. I hit the gym pretty hard Monday and Tuesday, which might explain the sing in my legs everything time I sand up, or sit down, or move. People have started to notice that I am dropping weight though, which I’m not going to lie, has been nice. I can’t tell a whole lot of difference, so I finally decided to hop on a scale today and I am down 20 pounds from when I started (woohoo!).

My life just seems to be at a bit of a standstill right now. I am just really ready to be done with school I think and move of to whatever is going to come next. Sorry to my readers (who I’m sure are dwindling as we speak) that entries have been an utter bore as of late. I’ll work on it.


*by blast I mean a little strange and awkward at times, but I finally got to see that baby! And spend some much need quality time with my cousins.

Still Dying . . .

I am completely and utterly pooped (see previous entry). I managed to get though finals only to have to start a new (and final) semester 2 days later. I also managed to loose my school BFF in the process (she didn’t make out as well as we hoped). I just feel tired and alone. I think my brain in legitimately full; I am having a hard time absorbing any new information. I am in desperate need of a break. Tucson will do the trick I think.

I am toying with the idea of trying and get this weekend off so I can go down with my lovely sister to see the Fam., if not I am definitely going to make a trip early next week, the school Gods threw me a bone and gave me Monday and Tuesday off. But for now, I have to go back to hitting the books, this better be wroth it in the end.

Hold up, one more little matter I have to address: Blog Retraction. . .

The BF informed me that “light years” is a measure of distance, not time. He was kind enough however to wait until I was done with finals to inform me that I am sci-fi retarded. It is much appreciated and was probably the safer route . . . good move. Therefore I am now changing me statement from

“I just have to keep telling myself that it will all be over soon, but truth be told, at this point March seems like it is light years* away.”

To:

“I just have to keep telling myself that it will all be over soon, but truth be told, at this point March seems like eons away.”

Sufficient?

I Think I'm Dying

School is eating my life away. I always knew nursing school would be tough, but I don’t think I knew it would make me such an emotional wreck. The closer I get to graduating the more freaked out I am that I am going to kill someone when I actually have to take care of a patient by myself. My usual break downs have gone from taking place once every few months (usually to coincide with my uterus trying to kill me) to a weekly basis.

It is also getting harder and harder to juggle everything. Sadly between school and work I feel like everyone else in my life are taking a back seat. I hardly see my family and when I do I feel like I am so tired that my attitude just come off as “grumpy bitch”, I apologize guys it really isn’t you. One of my favorite cousins just hard a baby and I am dying to see them, yet have no idea when that will be possible. My best friend is going through a horrendous break up that seems to get worse and worse on a daily basis. I am trying so hard to be there for her, but I just feel like I am falling short. I don’t even remember what the BF looks like.

I just have to keep telling myself that it will all be over soon, but truth be told, at this point March seems like it is light years* away.

* I’ll have to ask the BF if that is the correct use of the term “light years”, if I ever see him again.