Busy maybe a little stressful?

I revised my post. Had lots of new random thoughts but hey this is how I vent out my anger so deal with it.

So here I am in El Paso. I work basically a 13 hours of joy. One of these statements is false. I had almost a rage episode today.
My chemistry professor asked me to solve a problem. Of course being at work the past 3 days, I was exhausted but I went ahead and tried to recall any bit of knowledge from the previous week. Of course I recalled nothing and had no intentions to think. And when trying to do a little bit of computation, the professor criticized my math skills. Although he is unaware of my math degree, I was deeply offended. This douche bag was trying to teach me algebra. He some how had the audacity to ask me where I learned my algebra. I did my best to handle the situation with my new and improved people skills, but I clearly had a face of a enraged korean. I wanted to tell this chemist that I'm way more talent in math than you'll ever be so you need to shut your mouth. But I somehow managed to bite my tongue. He apologized to me after class. I dunno, maybe I'm just a little stressed out or something because I had another moment. But then again, this jackass tried to teach me algebra. I still can't over the fact someone actually tried to teach me algebra.
I was called in today for charting in pencil and they wanted me to go over it with pen. For those who know me, I don't do anything in pencil. Scantron tests are the only time you'll see me using a pencil but even then, my scratch work is in pen. Although, I intended to go to the hospital today for reason other than this, I was furious. To assume I even used a pencil just pissed me off. The administrative people here think I'm a total idiot. What was funny is, I had scratched out some words throughout the chart but I guess my pencil also didn't have an eraser. I wasn't pissed about spending time to do this, I was just seriously insulted by this. Again, I had to put on my face and act like I was happy to rewrite everything in "pen".
Maybe work is stressing me out. Although my shift is 12.5 hours I usually stay 30 minutes after charting because stupid joint commission is coming through any time now and everything has to look perfect. And as much as I thought I wouldn't care for these patients, sometimes you find yourself connecting with some. And it's funny these are the ones that ironically die, die young and without notice. And I know in my mind I did everything for them, because I always do. But these are the ones that I honestly didn't think weren't even coming close to dying. Their family are always appreciative for what I do. I actually become attached to my patients and it's pissing me off and stressing me out. Sigh, life was so much easier when I just didn't care.
As much as I'd like to get my schooling done, having to restrain myself from choking out my professor is quite burdensome. At times I wish they'll just deploy me so I'll be at the motor pool and be a squad leader.