Ramblings of a Stressed Out Mind

Good God why am I doing this?

For the past few days I've been working on moving old posts from another blog to here in an effort to get away from the mess that Myspace has become. I honestly believed that I was doing a good thing. The more I read and repost, the more I'm convinced that all I do is whine and feel sorry for myself.

Yikes, I can barely stand to read my own writing.

I'm 16 classes away from being done with the Medic course. That scares the living crap out of me. Where's the confidence I thought I'd have at this point? Every new bit of information I learn seems to push another vital bit of knowledge out. I learn the peds dose for Atropine and forget my cell phone number.

I really need some more sleep.