Barton: I'm sick to my stomach..

Friday, October 31, 2008

I'm sick to my stomach..

I try to be a star student and do what I can..I volunteer for extra assignments..I am the class represenitive for the SNA for my class...I am the one that always buys the presents for our teachers...I'm the one that picks the donuts up...and I am the one that FORGOT to pick up my hospital ID..so I CAN'T go to clinicals tomorrow...WHAT!! I don't know what to do..(we'll there is nothing I can do)..unless someone magically can get me an IHC ID badge..?? Anyone? Anyone? Buler? I hate myself..

3 comments:

paigernate said...: :( i'm sorry! i HATE HATE HATE it when that happens!you run around do all the extra shit and then when it is actually something required and super important- it somehow slips from you!!!! i still think your a start student :); November 1, 2008 at 10:05 AM
Tasha said...: What ended up happening?; November 2, 2008 at 8:08 PM
Keddington Chronicles said...: I'm sorry!!! There is soooooo much to remember. And, I for one classmate, appreciate all of the extra effort you give to SNA in our behalf. If it makes you feel better, I forgot my I.D. last Saturday. I was late cuz I had to go all the way back home :)
-Angela-; November 3, 2008 at 10:52 PM

To my best friend...

Dear Molly Ann-You are my absolute best friend. When I look at you my heart jumps and I smile. I love when you scrunch your face and start to laugh, I love that you love Cooter so much, I love that you cry when dad teases Cooter, I love that when dad comes home in the morning you won't give him the time of day until your cartoon is over and then you won't leave his side. I love that you kiss me and touch my face, I love when I have a long day at school and come home to find you and dad asleep together. I love that your first word was momma, and the second was 'Coo Coo' (cooter)...I love that you hug any and every doll and give them your binky and bottle. I love that you LOVE the green binky. I often wonder if your dad and I got married the first round what you would be like...you would be almost seven! Can you believe that! I want you to know how much I love your dad and I hope that you will marry someone just like him. In everything that he does he has you and me in mind, he misses you when he is at work and smiles so big when we go to see him, he is so proud of you and always talks about you. I hope that you will grow up to be a lovely, well behaved young girl. I want you to make the best decisions that you know how to and I promise to offer you every opportunity that is in my power. Know that you have many friends and family that love you as much as mom and dad do. Always know that your Heavenly Father loves you and watches you everyday and smiles with every grown up girl step you take. Never forget me or that I love you and am grateful that you in heaven chose me as your mommas.
Love-your mom