I spent over an hour typing up this post last night and then I got kicked off, so I'm gonna try it again...

Sunday I just worked. Then came home and watched Braveheart. I definitely gets better everytime. I think its one of my top ten favorites.
Monday I went shopping with my mom and sister. Had a really good time. Found an awesome suit to wear for my pinning ceremony. Tried to convince my mom to let me have the lime green equivalent, but she forced me to get the black version. Oh well, it's still pretty awesome. Then we went to Red Lobster. For some reason pneumonia became a topic of conversation during dinner. My sister pronounced it yamonia. I made her say it 20 times before I corrected her.
Tuesday I started practicum and worked for 12 hours. Really like the nurses I'm working with. Was a really long and boring day though. Then came home for dinner. Cindy made me spaghetti, my all time favorite. Ate it in 30 seconds. Then went to Harpoles. Had a lot of fun. Got too drunk in too short of an amount of time. But enjoyed it. Saw a lot of people. Some that I probably would have been better without seeing. Looking at things a little differently. Changing my opinions about some decisions I have made for myself and my life. Got home around 9am. Slept until my dentist appt at 1. Had to meet with him about my TMJ. He thinks my grinding is either related to stress or the fact that I haven't worn my retainer for about 5-6 years (supposed to wear it until my 25th bday) causing my bite to go out of whack. So he wants me to get a mouth guard. Either I could settle for the ones that football players wear or I could fork over $500 for a specially made to fit one. Then he wants me to get braces again. OMG. Fuck that. Came home and watched Saving Private Ryan (where I got my nickname Nurse Private Shaver, I assume). I also got my first graduation present... a DVD player. Oh and the 8 Mile DVD. Heheheheheehehehe. Pretty Sweet, huh? Vegged out for the rest of the day.
This morning I got a paper cut under my finger nail. Then met with some professors and then went to a lecture about organ procurement.The man was talking about bone grafts from donor cadavers and he said "Cadaver Boners" instead. Came home to do more of nothing. Tomorrow I am working another 12 hour shift for free. Can't wait. Got an email for the nurse recruiter at St. Marys. It covered the hours I'll be working and my pay. Now I'm starting to understand why I went through all this shit. And why I didn't just sell out for a simple desk job. Which would have been the easiest way out. But truly this is my only way out. And its freaking me out.
Well I guess that will do.