It's just a waste of time, but I'm in it anyway.
-Waiting for the Bus
Toxicity is setting in. At this point, I'm not really as toxic as most of my batchmates. My time will come on October. Still, I can't help it. I can't love what I'm doing.
Don't get me wrong. I'd love to be a nurse. I'd really enjoy taking care of people and handling medicine plus other things. But what they're doing to us now is just not what I was expecting.
I just want to learn. I just want to be prepared for my future.
I don't want to kill myself with irrational requirements.
The pressure is killing me.
I have no way out.