Guess where I am right now? The gayest place possible. I'm at the first lecture of a three-day long HOME NURSING COURSE. No, you did not read wrong, a HOME NURSING COURSE. WHILE ON VACAY. Good God why me. I was dragged into this by my sister who might say she didn't force me into it but finding out about it and pitching the idea to my father (who would ship me to Peru if I'd learn something out of it) is pretty much synonymous with 'forcing me into it'. Now I have to sit here and listen to the senseless jabber of a whole lot of baralma (Sudanese freshmen) while cringing whenever the lecturer even glances my direction because technically I'm a fourth year Med student--the only fourth year, hell only none-barloma person for miles right now--and contrary to most beliefs, I don't know more than these people do. I'm not a fucking nurse.
Anywho, goosfraba chick, goosfraba.
