WHEREFORE ART THOU, OH SHNS?

THOU RAISED MY HOPES TO THE HIGHEST HEAVENS, THEN DASHED THEM BRUTALLY LIKE HELPLESS WAVES AGAINST THE ROCKS OF A CRUEL COASTAL CLIFF.
WHY?
TELL ME WHY, OH BELOVED SHNS.
THOU SURELY HAVE A HEART OF COLDEST ICE TO DISAPPOINT ME SO.
I SUFFER THINE MERCILESS BLADES TO MY THROBBING HEART, YET IT BEATS AND LONGS STILL, ONLY FOR THEE.
WHICH OTHER WARD HAS HAD THE CUNNING AND GUILE TO LURE THEE AWAY?
WHICH PATIENT DESERVES TO SEE THEE MORE THAN I?
I SHALL AWAIT TOMORROW, HOPING STILL THAT MY EYES WILL MEET THINE ONCE AGAIN.
HOPING. EVER. STILL.

IT'S A DAMN GOOD THING THERE WAS SHNS2 TO KEEP ME OCCUPIED TODAY.


On another note, I passed KONNN-FEWWW-SHUSSS in the hallway today,
And he was all like 'Yo sup dawg!'
And I was all 'Yeah, baby.'
And he was like 'Yeah?'
And I went 'Yeah!'
And he said 'Oh and YOU HAVE PASSED AGAIN, BAD BOY!'
And I was like 'Sweet smoking holy fortune cookies onna stick!'
So he says 'Yeah three stars and a TICK, MOFO!'
And then we hi-fived, did a fist bump, then a chest bump, then a special handshake, and then I did the MEDICAL STUDENT SECRET OMEGA VICTORY DANCE OF VICTORINESS, then he went to some religious talk and I went to Grand Rounds to steal some sandwiches for lunch.

The End.

Two down, three to go.