Turn Signal, Damn You!

There's lots of just... general chaos going on. I pretty much have every hour of my life planned out until May 7th, but I'm surprisingly calm about it. So... not me. So... emotionally stable! Hark!

Today I presented my first patient in front of some of my classmates and my professor. It was actually pretty stressful to prepare for, because she had ten different medications and a bunch of contraindications, as if no one had ever even looked at her chart. But my partner and I made decent sense out of it, and I feel like we presented well. Dr. Bates says that during our rotations 4th year, we'll give these sort of presentations in front of panels of doctors and residents, and that our "recommendations" will eventually become orders in the patient chart (and the presentations will be about an hour long, rather than 15 minutes). I find this information both overwhelming and exhilarating. :D

With the wild fluctuations in temperature from day to night these days, the suction cup of my Tom Tom GPS has been failing to stick to my windshield overnight some nights. Last night it fell off again onto my turn signal, so that when I started my car, the turn signal was on. For reasons that can not be explained by science or theory, my right hand turn signal now blinks twice as fast as my left hand signal.

Right signal: * Clicky-clicky-clicky-clicky-clicky-clicky! *
Left signal: * Click.............. click.........click...... *

OMG, IT'S KILLING ME. You have NO idea how many times I twitched violently listening to that while driving to school this morning.

Also? Gas jumped 20 cents while I was at school today. In fact, I distinctly recall doing my routine check of the gas price on my way at 7:30 am, and thinking to myself, "Damnit, it's still $3.49." Because, damnit, I'm STILL not okay with $3.49! Then I get out and it's almost $3.70, and I suddenly want to KILL MYSELF OMGG!!!

I mean, SHIT!