Awh fuck.

Where did I get off thinking I could become an EMT?

This is the second worst I idea I ever had. Right after Architecture.

Let's examine this impartially, shall we?

>I am bad under pressure. I become irritable, distracted, anxious- and angry. This is an absolute game-killer for the Emergency Medical Service Field.

>I am a bad driver. So I can't drive a car well, let alone an ambulance, and if I were forced to- I would probably end up putting more people in the hospital than just the patient we had gone to pick up.

>I am normally squeamish. Sure, I can shove it under a rug. But what happens when it decides to come back during some particularly gruesome accident and impairs my ability to act?

Great job mobility, an assured job position, a chance to help people. One course. One tenth the money of a semester at college park. Sounds good, right? No.

No.

no no no no no. Because I always choose to do the wrong thing.

I'm going to end up killing people.