Nov 03, 2005 11:27
Last night was a good night, well, despite the fact that I was sick. There is an old man in the hospital who was never married and doesn't have any kids, so he is lonely. Last night a housekeeping lady came in and brought him a balloon and told him how much she likes talking with him. It was really touching. It makes you realize how small things can make such a difference.
I was flattered later because one of my 5 blood cultures from the night before was telling me how the girl who came in and stuck him twice was "really slick with those needles". Hah, that was me, hah. At least I can do one thing right.
I'm such a slacker compared to a lot of people I know. I just don't feel this drive to go to school and do all this club bullshit. I don't feel proud of my school or want to be there beyond the bare minimum. I get so annoyed with my advisor giving me this "look" The way she speaks to me I can tell she's thinking "Oh you had sooo much potential, I don't know what happened" Shove it, lady, it's called working and having a life outside of school. If you live in Fayette for the entire four years of college then you have plenty of time to sit around doing club stuff and studying and hanging out with your professors. But I genuinely believe that those people are STUNTED when they get out because they have no idea what working for a living and being around people other than cookie cutter CMU types is like. So there!