Kitchen counter takeover

Pharmacology final in three days and my kitchen counter has officially been declared a disaster zone.

Kitchen counter takeover

Jake keeps walking by with this amused expression like he’s watching a nature documentary about the study habits of the overwhelmed nursing student.

I’ve got color-coded notes for drug classifications, flash cards that have taken over the fruit bowl, and approximately seven coffee cups in various stages of abandonment. The pencil stuck in my hair isn’t even intentional anymore - it just lives there now.

The universal ‘how is this my life’ pose every nursing student knows

The beautiful irony? I’m studying cardiovascular medications while my own heart rate is probably through the roof. At least I know exactly which beta blocker I’d prescribe myself right about now.

Three more days. Then this counter can go back to being a normal breakfast bar instead of my personal war room. Jake’s already planning the celebration dinner for when I’m done, which honestly might be the only thing keeping me sane right now.