The worst week of my life has come. I used to think that the people before me only said it was hard because they weren’t working hard enough. Well, I am face-flat-on-the-ground wrong. They weren’t exaggerating when they said this was hard. Hard doesn’t even begin to cover this. This is madness.
I’ve got double shiftings on top of shiftings and practical exams and due lab manuals. Everyday next week will be unbearable. My left arm is already totally killing me. There’s this uncertainty of me passing or not. FUCK. Can I be any more stressed?
Weird thing is, the thought of quitting never crossed my mind. It’s surreal. I feel like I’m up for the challenge. I want this bad enough to go through any kind of hell.