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I don’t care about the history of nursing, why oh why must I read this endless junk? *Whines* *Complains*

School has begun with all its glory and already I’ve managed to look super stupid. On my orientation day I read my schedule wrong, and went into this one lecture hall an hour too early. At first I didn’t really notice the high male population. Or how I was the only girl. I even made it as far as getting a hand out and still didn’t really notice anything wrong. It all started to come together when the professor said, “How many of you want to become Electricians?” and the entire room (minus myself) raised their hands.

After that episode I was slightly distressed over the whole College thing which threw me into tears and “I don’t wanna’s” the next morning.

After the first real day I felt a lot better. I understood what was going on, I had all my scheduling matters under control and was starting to actually get excited (instead of petrified) for becoming a nurse.

The next day (Thursday) I decided to start tackling the to do list that I had religiously went over the night before to help eliminate my stress. I was able to sort out all my student loan, banking, scrub shopping and so on. So my advice to anyone going into Nursing or any College thing is sort out anything stressing you out as soon as possible. Dragging it out is only going to make you feel worse.

So Monday is my first lab, (apparently I’m learning hand washing and basic techniques) and my Clinicals begin after reading week! However, I doubt I’ll be able to write about it. My first class (which I had to add on to my schedule myself, without any notification from the College) begins at 8:00am, and I don’t finish my day up until 6pm.

Yesterday I went visited my College for the first time and I understand how to get around it! It’s pretty simple and everyone I met was super helpful and nice.

I also went to the bookstore and spent over a thousand dollars on my textbooks. They were heavy as heck and was glad I brought my Dad with me to help me carry them. It was super painless getting them. I entered the bookstore and had no clue where to look, but was quickly able to find one of the bookstore employees who was more then happy to give me a hand. He helped me find all my text books in less then ten minutes and off I went to pay for them.

Anyway so I start tomorrow! It’s only like an orientation sort of day, but I’m super excited and a lot less nervous since now I know what my school looks like!

I’m only days away from my first day of school and my stomach just did a little flip flop just thinking of it. My past week has been full of enjoying my last few days of sleeping in and getting everything sorted out for school.

I need to bring the school my first aid certificate, police record check, and immunization sheet, yet I am unsure of where specifically in the school I need to bring them. I’ve decided that I want to hand them in before school starts, so that way I actually have a vague idea of what my school looks like on the inside, and so I have less to stress out about.

Speaking of stress, my mother has been driving me crazy lately. I am under the impression that she is sad that “her little baby” is all grown up and about to go to college, so she’s doing everything humanly possible to stay needed and involved with my life. Unfortunately it’s getting ridiculous. I tell her I am going to take a shower and she reminds me that I need a towel. I go check the mailbox for her and she tells me which key to use to unlock it. All of those things I clearly know. Also I ask her a simple question and it turns into some sort of insult against me, for example:

Me: “Mom, do you have any sort of ideas as to what I need for back to school, clothes wise?”

Mom: “I think you need jeans that will actually cover your ass, and underwear you can wear under a white uniform in case you have to wear one. You need more conservative clothing.”

I suppose that’s what I get for asking.

I got my schedule for my first semester a few days ago, there is one class not put into the schedule because it says the information isn’t available on it yet; but as it is so far I only have classes on Mondays, Tuesdays, and Wednesdays. On Monday’s I’m not done until 6:00pm, however all of my classes begin at 10:00am. Although that sounds like a sleep in everyday, considering I’m going to have to take public transit, I still have to get up at seven so I have time to get ready and get there on time.

Jake and I went to the police station today to get my required police check done to enter the Nursing program. I unfortunately did not warn Jake before hand of my plan to go to the police station and he had chose to wear his Magical Trevor shirt that said “Beans lots of beans lots of beans lots of beans yeah” on the back. I was a little embarrassed by the childish shirt, but I decided not to let it bother me, it wasn’t even police officers I had to talk to.

I needed one piece of government issued photo id, and something with both my name and address on it. Luckily, only by chance I had my acceptance letter with me that just happened to have my name and address on it, without it I would have had to gone home and look for something.

The process was relatively easy, I filled out two forms, handed them to the lady and was charged five dollars for it. I am to pick it up on Friday.

Now I just have to hand in my immunization form, police check, and CPR/First Aid Certificates to my school and I’ll be already for my first day of Nursing school.

My first day of College is September second, and I still have yet to book myself for any sort of tour or campus transition/greeting day sort of thing. Although I am interested in seeing my school and getting to know the inside of it. The thing is, I just haven’t had time and I don’t want to go alone. I know, the second reason is a lame reason, but I can’t help that I feel that way.

I’m not going to lie, I am nervous about school. I’m worried about if I’ll be good enough, if I’ll understand it all. If I can handle the stress of becoming a nurse, and then being a nurse.

I’m hoping they’ll have more tour days in August, when it’s closer to school and I will have more free time. Knowing my way around the school a little bit might alleviate some of my worry about it all. If they don’t have more tour days, then I hope I’ll be fine. I don’t see why I wouldn’t be. It’s not like the “big bad school” is going to harm me for getting lost.