I am just a nursing student. Why do I have to go through all this? I know the best is expected of me. I expect people to expect the best from me, but any sighting of my instructor now gets me anxious.
I have always been an optimistic person, and as such I dont subscribe to the Mondays were invented to punish us for our degeneracies over the weekend school of thought. Yet recent Mondays have got me questioning my optimism. A smiling face hides how much I am overwhelmed deep inside throughout the day.
First, my morning commune that always lasts 40 minutes dragged through. So I just sat there drawing pictures on my mind on how the day would go through.