this is where it starts to become a dreaded routine. up at 530. some studying till 7. leave for hosp at 730. clerk present clerk present. lunch. class. study. dinner. csi. study. sleep. it’s not like i hate this – i don’t – and it’s not like i hate the people i’m with – they’re tolerable – but on one hand i don’t want this semester to end and on the other, i wanna get it over with.
somewhere in between, i’ve lost a little perspective and some vision too. i want it back.