19. NJ. Nursing Student. Barista @ Starbucks. Expressive. I don't like the feeling of being lesser than anyone.
I'm Sherryann. I will admit, I am expensive. I enjoy and find pleasure in things that are lavish and extravagant. When I have an abundant amount of time on my hands, I enjoy stalking and lurking interesting peoples profiles, blogs and websites. I often have good intentions. Often times, not. I enjoy discovering, reading and delving into books. So much, that I often get lost and forget to enjoy life for what it is now while I'm young. I'm always up to check out a new read, though nursing school is really taking a toll on my leisurely activities. All in all, most people don't know or understand how to handle me. Most of the time, I can't even handle myself.
Currently, all I want to do right now is blog. Problem is, I’m finding it physically incapable of ‘straining-my-disorderly-thoughts-through-a-seive’ to produce quality post that is worth the time and effort to read.
My eyes are drooping. The heels of my feet are numb due to lack of tissue perfusion. My head feels dense, and my neck understands how burdensome it is to support it. I’ve been on my feet for 13 hours today (excluding a total amount of 3 hours, due to breaks and rest from the clinical floor and work).
I’ve slipped into slumber for a good 10 minutes after typing the sentence before this. I keep falling asleep and then abruptly waking up just to type. I’m going to bed. I’ll talk about my day, and the day before tomorrow after, after I wake at 6:30AM to go to work then go to the college to swot with my study group. Goodnight~
(Source: micr0cosm)
