So I'm sitting in First Aid yesterday and the emo guy I'm paired with for lab practice looks at me and asks, "So, are you a freshman too?". Pretty much the entire class (including TA) are freshmen, sophomores, or seniors like me and Matt, blowing off 3 more credits before we reach the marathon finish line in May. May 8th, you cannot come fast enough. I want a new start, a new subject, a new place, and my home sweet home with Amanda.
It's weird also to be on a gym floor trying to save half-bodies and legless babies. You'd think breathing and heart movements would be the least of their worries. Good thing, since I'm determined to use the word "concussions" in my practical instead of whatever the normal word is for making their blood move in CPR.
compressions, you mean.
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