I'm grumpy

I despise my across the street neighbors with every toenail clipping I have ever clipped. They are rude, insolent, trashy, and I am tired of calling 911 on them at 2 in morning. I shouldn't have 911 on speed dial.

The site of the "mom" makes me want to throw a cat or similarly sized small animal. I like animals and mean them no harm mind you.

Utterly ridic....wait now I am picturing them with udders and it makes me mildly less irritated.

Not as irritated though as at my school. I feel similarly about the College of Nursing. I maybe would even throw a wallaby at them, I'm talking exotic-type angry. One of these days, I will live in a world where tattoos aren't for Christian Audigier and Ed Hardy to exploit. I will never get how people can "wear" tattoos but not accept them...but I digress.

How can you blame a bad clinical situation and asking for help on the way I look. Thanks for making me feel worthless and ugly ladies. Really classy. Kind of like this blog, with more passive banter.

I asked for help and change in clinical, so I can put the knowledge you DIDN'T teach me to use and be a great practitioner and advocate. I didn't need you to threaten me with failure and losing all that I have worked so hard for. If "I don't meet [your] standards I won't progress in the program".

What?

So, if I still have my tattoos and feel incompetent the 20 grand or so I have given for this worthless program go to nothing? I am definitely feeling no pressure or stress. None at all. I will do this with a smile on my face and my middle-finger secretly raised at you.

Where did all the morals in this world go? Is there an app for that?

I'm grumpy and miss my baby and my Stephen. In closing this is one of my horrible and evil tattoos that makes me a bad student and awful clinician. Doesn't it scare you?