Dear dear diary that does seem to have become my venting machine,
Why does it seem that the very thing I wished for it to just not happen, would of course happen to me? What could I have possibly done wrong in my previous life to deserve this kind of treatment? They treat me like a prisoner, no a slave. A mindless doll that has to do everything they do or suffer from their wrath in the form of an insufficient mark. They should have advertised that on the universities' educational introduction. Premed: Are you slow or retarded or perhaps both? We are looking for you! We are looking for one young, enthusiastic and most importantly stupid guy, who shall do the bidding of the evil bitches from hell.
My birthday went by without me noticing it. Nothing happened on that day. Oh wait! Something did happen. I learned how to use the human fertilizers cleaner, the one I had personally doped as the piss-and-shit-eater.
Also got my first evaluation test before the real one. I'll give you three guesses. Yeah, that's right. Failed with flying colors. I had worked my ass off, was practically ready to go and be committed myself and managed to get that. The freaking bitch nurses. Women, God, why did You put THAT kind of women on this earth? At least they should be made unfertilized so their evil spawn won't devour the earth some dark day. Their advice: Schu, you need to interact more with the patients, do more. I wanted to say: I do plenty, just not in your sight. If you put a security camera on me, I would be happy to go and show it to you. With much self restraint, thinking about how pissed off Bradley would be if I didn't make it helped I lot, I managed not to.
Weekend had been very much needed. I felt like cars had collided with each other from all directions with me in the middle. I managed to lose 5 pounds in 5 days without doing anything, I kid you not. That must be a record somewhere. Bradley dearest just said, that will toughen you up. Yeah right. Chase me to an early grave is more like it. Have I introduced Bradley yet? Probably not. Well, he is my multitalented and genius older brother. He graduated med school couple of years ago, is currently making more money than he can spend and also starting his own company. He is a sadistic, cruel and self centered bastard that thrive on the misfortunes of others (read: me). It was his convincing speech that made ours folks decide to drop me into the stupid school. (For which I shall be thankful to him for the rest of my unhappy life.) My alternative had been the military academy. Since I really ain't big on following orders, that would have worked out even less.
I feel too tired now. Wish me sweet dreams where I shall dream about crippled nurses and pushing them in front of trucks. If I survive through the next week, I'll write more.
Schu
Author: If I had actually offended anyone, don't take it personally. Next chap. Will Schu manage to get a sufficient mark or does he have to go through this hell again?
Why does it seem that the very thing I wished for it to just not happen, would of course happen to me? What could I have possibly done wrong in my previous life to deserve this kind of treatment? They treat me like a prisoner, no a slave. A mindless doll that has to do everything they do or suffer from their wrath in the form of an insufficient mark. They should have advertised that on the universities' educational introduction. Premed: Are you slow or retarded or perhaps both? We are looking for you! We are looking for one young, enthusiastic and most importantly stupid guy, who shall do the bidding of the evil bitches from hell.
My birthday went by without me noticing it. Nothing happened on that day. Oh wait! Something did happen. I learned how to use the human fertilizers cleaner, the one I had personally doped as the piss-and-shit-eater.
Also got my first evaluation test before the real one. I'll give you three guesses. Yeah, that's right. Failed with flying colors. I had worked my ass off, was practically ready to go and be committed myself and managed to get that. The freaking bitch nurses. Women, God, why did You put THAT kind of women on this earth? At least they should be made unfertilized so their evil spawn won't devour the earth some dark day. Their advice: Schu, you need to interact more with the patients, do more. I wanted to say: I do plenty, just not in your sight. If you put a security camera on me, I would be happy to go and show it to you. With much self restraint, thinking about how pissed off Bradley would be if I didn't make it helped I lot, I managed not to.
Weekend had been very much needed. I felt like cars had collided with each other from all directions with me in the middle. I managed to lose 5 pounds in 5 days without doing anything, I kid you not. That must be a record somewhere. Bradley dearest just said, that will toughen you up. Yeah right. Chase me to an early grave is more like it. Have I introduced Bradley yet? Probably not. Well, he is my multitalented and genius older brother. He graduated med school couple of years ago, is currently making more money than he can spend and also starting his own company. He is a sadistic, cruel and self centered bastard that thrive on the misfortunes of others (read: me). It was his convincing speech that made ours folks decide to drop me into the stupid school. (For which I shall be thankful to him for the rest of my unhappy life.) My alternative had been the military academy. Since I really ain't big on following orders, that would have worked out even less.
I feel too tired now. Wish me sweet dreams where I shall dream about crippled nurses and pushing them in front of trucks. If I survive through the next week, I'll write more.
Schu
Author: If I had actually offended anyone, don't take it personally. Next chap. Will Schu manage to get a sufficient mark or does he have to go through this hell again?