I have no idea and yet feel near at peace......
Lunch break right now. Guess I should go back in time somewhat.
June 10, I had to do a retest on Disorders of the Gastrointestinal Tract. Out of 50 questions, I guess on 25 questions. I could only miss 12 at the most. I went home and start applying for colleges....what were the odds of me passing? I was 100% sure I failed, meaning I 'double-tapped'. Meaning kicked from the course. I worked all weekend getting what needed to be done for class, though I was really apathetic. Monday comes around, I'm in the Oncology ward, Major Prior comes looking for the test failures. She wasnt looking for me!!! I somehow guessed the 13 that I needed right. I felt good and went to sleep.
Tues, June 14:
I wake up and iron my BDU's. I look in the mirror and I scare myself. BOTH my eyes are a terrible shade of red. I end up going to the ER and get admitted to the hospital with conjuctivitus(pink eye). They put me on the top floor, the PSYCH ward, in isolation. No visitors, I could only touch a few thinsg. They had red tape outside my room that I was forbidden to cross. They basically put me in my room and said "Best of Luck to ya". They gave me eyedrops and checked in on me about every 2 hours. It sucked big balls. The room was bare, I was alone and none of my friends could come see me. I managed to get out Friday afternoon. I missed 4 days of school and I had a test today. I spent the weekend studying and cleaning. I passed my test today, my mood has increased.
My mind has really been scatterbrained lately. It seems to have calmed down now though. Its like all my past dreams, fears, hopes, and doubts are no longer of worry to me. Like a clean slate, I believe. I have to go back now. I'll be home the night of July 1-July 4(I leave that the afternoon). Bringing a couple of friends with me. I look forward to it.
June 10, I had to do a retest on Disorders of the Gastrointestinal Tract. Out of 50 questions, I guess on 25 questions. I could only miss 12 at the most. I went home and start applying for colleges....what were the odds of me passing? I was 100% sure I failed, meaning I 'double-tapped'. Meaning kicked from the course. I worked all weekend getting what needed to be done for class, though I was really apathetic. Monday comes around, I'm in the Oncology ward, Major Prior comes looking for the test failures. She wasnt looking for me!!! I somehow guessed the 13 that I needed right. I felt good and went to sleep.
Tues, June 14:
I wake up and iron my BDU's. I look in the mirror and I scare myself. BOTH my eyes are a terrible shade of red. I end up going to the ER and get admitted to the hospital with conjuctivitus(pink eye). They put me on the top floor, the PSYCH ward, in isolation. No visitors, I could only touch a few thinsg. They had red tape outside my room that I was forbidden to cross. They basically put me in my room and said "Best of Luck to ya". They gave me eyedrops and checked in on me about every 2 hours. It sucked big balls. The room was bare, I was alone and none of my friends could come see me. I managed to get out Friday afternoon. I missed 4 days of school and I had a test today. I spent the weekend studying and cleaning. I passed my test today, my mood has increased.
My mind has really been scatterbrained lately. It seems to have calmed down now though. Its like all my past dreams, fears, hopes, and doubts are no longer of worry to me. Like a clean slate, I believe. I have to go back now. I'll be home the night of July 1-July 4(I leave that the afternoon). Bringing a couple of friends with me. I look forward to it.