mom? this is creepy.

time flies really fast. i was a freshman three years ago- three years that seemed like 3 hours- and now i am about to face the life of a senior. yikes, creepy. i'm dreading the days of thesis- making. i swear i never liked our research subject. i almost failed our intro to research course when i was a junior. yes, i hate it. i hate it more than a child hates eating green veggies. but i have no choice. i have to be good on it because this is like almost half of our grade.

as a senior, not only do i have to be good on research, but i have to be good on almost everything. it makes me feel really itsy- bitsy small when my clinical instructors tell me "oh, mgfo- fourth year ka na hindi mo pa alam yan?" agh! i hate that. sometimes i wanna tell them "mam, sir, i know that i'm already an incoming fourth year but that does not mean that you have to know everything about nursing." duh, they have to understand, right? like us, they were once students. likewise, i have to learn how to wake up to the crappy sound of my cellphone alarm. seriously, i have this disease of snoozing my alarm clock and waking up finding out that i only have 15 minutes left to prepare for duty. now that i would be living outside the school i have to be more patient and be an early bird. i have to be more studious, more patient, more prayerful and more, more, more.

i know that this is way, way more serious. this is my last year... last year to be better at school, do greater deeds and prove more things. may god bless me :)