lemonea's Journal

work sure isn't what i thought it would be.

most of the time i love it, but that doesn't mean there aren't bad days.  watching people day isn't fun, but having a patient die on you, when you can't see the reason or can't do anything to help, completely sucks.  part of me can't wait til i'm more used to it, but then part of me never wants to get used to it.  

on top of all that, i'm just feeling a little down.  i think it's post-birthday blues.  my birthday, last sunday, was pretty awful.  my brother actually got me a gift this year :).  Too bad it's an action figure...whatever, it's the thought that counts.  I'm just bummed because my parents got me a magazine that they picked up at CVS.  I hate magazines. I'm so not a magazine girl, and my mom knows this.  So next time, save the $3.99 and don't get me anything.  I'd rather no gift than one that says, "I was at the store buying cigarettes and was feeling guilty for not getting you anything, so I grabbed the nearest item to me at the checkout".  I had to work on my birthday, and it was a rough shift.  So all the lack of a celebration with my family and work combined to not so fun day for me.  I did go out with a few friends for my birthday though.  Too bad my supposed best friend never responded to my texts or never even wished me a happy birthday. Way to go bud.  Okay, to be fair, he's a guy, and guys are idiots and they don't tend to think of those types of things, but still.  

Sorry. I'm feeling sorry for myself tonight and felt the need to whine.  My birthday wasn't that bad.  My preceptor at work brought me cupcakes :).  Besides I'm not a huge holiday person (unless it's Christmas, in which case I tend to go a bit overboard).