The feel to blog

Yes, i havent felt the need to let my blog rot. This blog is so old. dun have the heart to dump it one corner like how i did to my rabbit. Hes super fat btw, with diet of carrots and cabbages. Veges make you fat. Anw life is definitely better after the 6 weeks attachment. Ill make sure i enjoy and slack and party this 2 weeks. cuz after that, my life is basically screwed. 3 months of attachment coming your way, and then 3 freaking years of hell working in the same hospital like a slave.

I seriously need to tweak my brain more and convince myself that im fated to this kinda job and getting pissed by patients is something thats part of my life. But seriously, what sucks is actually PRCP. Why must they change the duration. And such drastic change too. After all the shit that i went through, i think they jus dun get it. Those old fuckedup sister educators say that its because schools produce half baked nurses after they graduate, hence the longer duration so students will get more hands on and similar sounding shits. From what i feel, i think quality is the main reason why peple come out liek shit, not quantity. I felt it. I mean, if all you do in ur ward is jus looking out for litter in ur respective cubicles and doing bed making and parameters while other opportunities werent given, obviously when you come out from that ward you learn absolutely nothing. Simple as that.

Many a time requests to do something were rejected in wards and reason being CI isnt there. So what do u learn this 6 weeks? I leanrt how to make the perfect bed and getting the cleanest cubicle award. Maybe they should try to change the system. Let the people who are in tune with our brains decide matters and not let the retarded chauvanistic old boastful people in the education system decide stupid things like this. Omg, why im so full of anger suddenly. This is suppose to welcome back my blog, not be emotional. Oh well, more blogging days ahead.