PM is a very busy girl because school is about to start tomorrow. My thoughts are scattered in a thousand pieces, if not a bazzilion pieces.
I am back in the hospital because my new job description is clinical instructor. However, I still have classroom subjects, and I think I will enjoy that slight diversity, or it can kill me because I have so many things to do.
I have been seeing my new work area. I think it has caused my Asperger’s to hit its peak. Either I die of a heart attack or they die from a wild Musang attack. I’m keeping my fingers crossed. The heart attack sounds better.
I know I am not making any sense because I am clouded and asphyxiated but I’m keeping it cool.
Hit back at you when I’m normal again. I mean, normal on my standards.