Just got home from a 12 hour clinical. I am physically and emotionally exhausted. The tough thing about nursing is keeping you emotions at work. Seeing people at their worst is not something I enjoy. People are my favorite thing in the whole world. Seeing people/patients be so strong at the most vulnerable time in their life- makes me feel like a wimp. Having a breakdown about a bad grade or a boy or a fight i had with a friend seems so pointless. Life is short, so incredibly short. Take it one day at a time, and make the best of it. There is no promise of tomorrow. Tonight I am going for a run at midnight, going to blare my ipod and just run and enjoy the cold breeze on my face. Just ate some noodles, which were generic, stale and gross, i have legit 5 food items in this house, and just paid rent today so am left with about $18.32 in my bank account to last me 8 days. That's alright, i get to spend more time at home then; with the lack of money i won't be able to go out and buy things, this way i can go on late night runs instead of late night taco bell runs. I spent my cash i had saved up for my tattoo on laundry detergent, dinner, and a gift for my boy. and i'm okay with that. Best be gettin' to my paper work and studyin' for my tests' (thursday, friday and monday. wah.) Maybe it'll start raining when i run? or i'll meet a fellow midnight runner and we'll have the best life talk ever...who knows. love life. phew.
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