Impureminds

I finally received my Bachelors of Science in Nursing degree in the mail today. I got accredited online, it was super easy and fast. Yay for me!


Just joking that would be really scary.


I spent three and half years going to school full time for it and lately I have been having people ask me how did I like it. Well, I can’t say it was the most enjoyable experience but it wasn’t horrible. For anyone considering nursing, you have to go into the program knowing that you are going to be working and doing school work. In my program we had classes for three days (mon, thurs, and fri) and clinical for two days (tues-wed). There were numerous papers, group projects, and presentations each term. On top of that there are new placements to get used to each term, which means every three-four months we are in a new unit, hospital and/or place.


The hardest thing to do though was the group work. It is surprisingly hard to try and meet up with three or more busy students to do projects every term. My advice to anyone is to try to have everyone there to set the time and place for meetings, so no one can complain later since it was already agreed upon, and to give reminders when the meeting is approaching. I learned that the hard way when one term, one of our members was disorganized and a skipper. For some of our meetings she would either A) couldn’t make it, B) leave early, or C) forget and not show up. And of course, as a bonus she would slow meetings down by going off topic and asking irrelevant questions.


In the end as hard as it was, as fucked up as some teachers, projects and terms were, I miss it. I saw the same people for over three years and suddenly I don’t see any of them regularly. I also really miss having purpose to my days. To know that I have to do something now because I have things in my schedule. Being umemployed and no longer a student is not really fun for me. I don’t understand how deadbeats do it. I am so. super. bored. Hopefully when I start my career I will get that sense of purpose back. Until then I am just drifting.

Two days ago I received a text message from my old classmate/friend in the morning. Even though I had to pee pretty badly after having just woken up, I rushed to check if i had received any mail. And there IT was. I finally gotten the letter that I had been waiting for all month. It was the results from my Canadian registered nurses exam (CRNE). I was pretty anxious and was dreading the worst and when I opened it…I was fucking happy to find that I had PASSED! Inside the envelope there was also my certificate for passing the exam. My mom came out to see what the big letter was about and when I told her she told me “congrats” and about a second later I was rushing to the bathroom for that pee that had been held in.

Yesterday my mom told me that my downstairs neighbor (I live on one side of downstairs and they rent the other half) is moving out by next month. Normally I would find it annoying because that means another round of posting ads, answering calls and showing people around.

BUT…I WANT IT.

I want to move in there and not have to share downstairs with anyone but Albert. Honestly I would love a little more space for us because as much as I love him, I NEED MY SPACE! I also desperately need a bigger closet for my purses and clothes. Stacking purses on the floor just isn’t that great.