Ok so srsly…
I need this week to be over like ASAP. (Pronounced “ay-sap”)
I had a great patient this morning, she was super cool with having a dumb, fumbling, slow, idiotic nursing student taking care of her all morning. Patient tolerance is always a plus. Oh lord, I cannot wait for my one (count it…one) week of break. So May 10-18th will look like this
-wake up
-exercise
-lay on ass
-eat
-go back to bed
-repeat
Delicious. Anyway…so listen. Kyle and I are looking for a house to rent/buy. I cannot help but internally squeal like a little girl every time I think of it. I keep fantasizing about things like the ability to paint my walls pretty colors, purchase matching towel sets for the bathroom, buying new living room furniture, cooking dinner for my muffin in a NICE, WELL EQUIPPED kitchen, planting flowers in my own yard…etc etc.
I don’t want to get my hopes up. But really, I hope he stay serious about this shit. I feel like such a leech. Poor college student, lots of debt, no income, TOTALLY bringing nothing to the table. I hope he knows how much I appreciate him for loving me for ME. He loves me, even though I am super bipolar, moody, stressed, poor, and occasionally very whiney.
I’m playing with the big dogs now. Being an adult is scary. Yet enticing….all at the same time.

isn’t it nice for someone to love the crazy girls??
you take remarkably good pictures
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