Nervous breakdown #2 is looming on the horizon

I'm at the end of my rope. For reals. And I'm not the only one. A couple of girls left school in tears today.

I know that I'm smart. I know that people graduate from here all the time.

It still doesn't make me feel any better.

I'm having information thrown at me left and right, and all I feel like saying is "Dude, wait, what?"

I have 5 FUCKING TESTS next week, and there still may be more.

I can't do it. I just can't do it.

The nursing process, head-to-toe assessments, inhibitors, calculating the IV flow rate, pre-op, inhibitors, amphetamines, bioavailability, agonists, antagonists, and where to shave for surgery.

That's just a taste of the shit I "learned" today. Multiply that by about infinity.

Icing on the cake? A few of us got sent out of class and docked an hour because we were QUIETLY helping eachother with math, but the other screaming bitches didn't even get in trouble. That's fucking fair.

Today I am seriously contemplating a job at McDonald's. Just the thought of going back to school next week makes me want to curl in a ball and whimper.