nursing school breakdown.

Have you ever studied for hours and hours... and HOURS

only to realize, you still have no idea what's going on?

Today I studied for over eight hours.

It was good studying too.

I wasn't on my phone or I didn't have the TV going.

It was me, my books and papers.

I even went to the library for a while.

I didn't just stare at the papers either.

I really, really studied.

As I look at what I've studied, somehow none of it has stuck.

I'm pretty sure I studied one million drugs and their actions.

They all just swim in my head, with no connections.

I know Xanax is for anxiety.

I need a Xanax.

Xanax is not on my test tomorrow.

My brain hurts.

My tests are tomorrow, I don't know what I'm going to do.

Three tests in two classes and one day.

It's really making me emotional.

After so long, I've let it all up to the heavens.

If I should pass this test, they will help me through.

Also, I'm done studying for the night or I will be in tears.

Nursing school is getting the best of me.

It makes me be patient.

It teaches me to work.

It teaches me failure, and success.

It is kicking my butt.

HOPEFULLY I WILL GET THROUGH.

Hopefully I'll forget about it when it's over.