I have been uber productive today...this whole week really. I finished my part of the post-graduation project involving me and another student earlier in the week that was due today. I purchased my proctored exam, the HESI, that is supposed to tell me how much I suck before I take the national certification exam (whenever I finally decide which one to take...my fellow classmate said she is going to increase her odds by taking both even if means getting a second job at Starbucks to pay for them both). I uploaded another batch of clinical logs and I finished my last reflection assignment. Seeing all those uploaded files in the dropbox makes me all sorts of happy.
I had to be on top of things because I work all weekend. I let my overactive guilt complex talk me into signing up for another day: Sunday. By that evening I will have worked almost 60 hours this week. (20 of which I don't get paid for...LOL)
My house is indeed a wreck but at least I am aware of it.
I glanced in the mirror today and realized that I'm a wreck, too. I've just been in denial. I'm going to need some serious work when all is said and done as I am completely disgusting. Of course, those crazy monthly hormones have a tendency to change one's vision of one's self. Or show you the awful truth. I'm not sure which?
They also make you moody. In this post I cycled from happy to filled with self disgust all in the span of a few sentences. Perhaps if I keep talking (typing) I'll hit the upswing again.
Maybe I'll just go look at hot fandom photos instead. Like this one.

Ahhhhh, I feel better already!!!
I had to be on top of things because I work all weekend. I let my overactive guilt complex talk me into signing up for another day: Sunday. By that evening I will have worked almost 60 hours this week. (20 of which I don't get paid for...LOL)
My house is indeed a wreck but at least I am aware of it.
I glanced in the mirror today and realized that I'm a wreck, too. I've just been in denial. I'm going to need some serious work when all is said and done as I am completely disgusting. Of course, those crazy monthly hormones have a tendency to change one's vision of one's self. Or show you the awful truth. I'm not sure which?
They also make you moody. In this post I cycled from happy to filled with self disgust all in the span of a few sentences. Perhaps if I keep talking (typing) I'll hit the upswing again.
Maybe I'll just go look at hot fandom photos instead. Like this one.
Ahhhhh, I feel better already!!!
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Date: 2010-11-12 04:57 am (UTC)Hormones make everything seem worse then they really are. Yesterday I was very down and today I've been happy all day. I think we need to start a research fund to find some way to FIX THIS!
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Date: 2010-11-12 12:49 pm (UTC)Yay! I understand feeling nervous. I have been having clinical rotations for 4 semesters now and I still feel apprehensive before going in. It always goes away and I have had some good experiences but it is still always there. I suspect I will feel this way for the next year or so.
I am telling you. If hormonal issues were experienced by men, a solution would have been created long ago..LOL.
It is very annoying and a bit bipolar, to tell the truth. Well, except for the whole manic part. I could use a bit of that at the moment.