For the first time in my life: I had numerous of line of sevens (in quizzes) and an 81.4 in a practicum.
WHY?
I have been asking myself the same questions for numerous times already within this week.
I planned to study my lessons because that’s what I’m only good at. (No, not studying my lessons, I’m just good in PLANNING).
My eyelids are betraying me again to sleep.
I don’t know what else to say except that everything—all of my worries are all because of me.
I hate to admit my wrongdoings.
But since I can do and say whatever I want here, I might as well use my writings wisely.
And since none of my family members, friends, whatever, will know that it’s actually me, good heavens, this is the right to speak up here.
…
Ahem.
I have 3 clinical instructors for my RLE (Related Learning experience in Nursing)
One’s a mature, almost senior citizen woman, who surely has grandsons already. She’s too particular in pronunciation and grammar—even American lingos. (whatever.) She’s a really good and effective teacher, I must say (But by the time she gives me low grades, maybe I’ll take back what I just said. Haha…kidding. If ever I did have low grades on her subject (lower than my standing now), then I will surely be whacked.
The other one’s so pretty. And she’s young. (She gives low grades though. She gave me the low score in the practicum. I can’t say I entirely blame her (maybe just partially.)
The last one reminds me of my sister (the body physique is the same). She’s a good speaker too. (better than the other C.I.s). She speaks slowly…very understandable.
But then again…
All of my complaints about the subject had rooted because of that room (it has a SLEEPING aura).
Or maybe because I stayed up all night using my computer—oh, is that what I’m doing now?
Ack.
I need sleep.
Goodnight. *_*
