Huh.
Apparently, I am too "delicate" to be a nursing student and am unable to lead a harsh life.
AHHHHHHHHHHH, I havehavehavehavehave to get this clear ONCE AND FOR ALL.
I don't mind serving people. I don't mind having to feed them. You know why? Cuz they are my patients. Well, not yet anyway. But soon. Soon...*gets lost in thoughts*
Yeah so. I'm not gonna type it out on my blog right out, but I'm just gonna call that person "You-(Don't)Know-Who" after Voldemort. Except You-(Don't)Know-Who, you know, actually has a nose. Other than that, You-Know-Who can possibly be the resurrected (and real) version of Voldemort.
You-(Don't)Know-Who has always had a problem with my life, ever since the Day 1 (or more known as, The Day Yours Truly Was Born). Every small thing that I say or do, You-(Don't)Know-Who just can't help pointing it out in a very malicious way to my mum. And when my mum answers back, You-(Don't)Know-Who thinks that I can't even defend myself and needs mommy to back her little girl up. Eventhough I'm not there to take You-(Don't)Know-Who's jibes, like wtf dood. GRAHHHHHHHHHHH FRUSTRATION, MAN.
I'VE TAKEN YOUR SHITE FOR FAR TOO LONG.
ONE DAY, I'm gonna be the top SRN (state-registered nurse) you've ever bloody seen in your pathetic life. And you can't order me around.
Oho, YES. You-(Don't)Know-Who is the sort of person who treats people in this line of work as dirt. You-(Don't)Know-Who bullies them. I've seen it. And not only You-(Don't)Know-Who but the rest of them Death Eaters too. They even treat doctors like they owed them a life or something. It's seriously bugging me. Here, we have people trying to save lives and working like crap YET Y(D)KW and the DEs still think that they're a corupt bunch who likes money and don't give a damn for their family's. What. The fuck. Those 'corrupt bunch' are rescuing people who needs it more than you half-wits do, okay.
And I'm gonna show you what it means to be a real person so you can't say anything more about me. And if you can even find one thing to jab at me about, I'm sorry to say, you're going down.
Ah, my ranting steam has gone out even though my annoyance is still simmering somewhere in my heart. And no, I'm not trying to be bloody poetic.
*&#^%!%!ER^%*
Labels: donotwants, lamentos, RL
