September 9th, 2005


(no subject)

OK. The torture is over. I haven't felt that stupid in my life as I felt when I turned in the test and the problem-based assessment (fancy name for dosing problem competency). It's good I went straight to work and there it was complete chaos, so I had no time to wallow in my misery, but had to work. That cheered me up a bit, or rather prevented me from descending into black depths of self-contempt.