I was eating breakfast at 7 this morning when Eva, my 8-year-old roommate, walked out of her room to the bathroom. She was moaning loudly. I silently wondered if it was considered rude for an adult to do that. ...I'm considered an adult, right?
Despite the fact that I feel the need to moan loudly more often than normal, I've made it through my first week of this little journey people call nursing school. It's been a wild ride from the start. I've gone through many thoughts, steps of denial and excitement, which I might reference later.
1. I got in, YAY! ...Now what?
2. I get my very own stethoscope? How cool is that?\
3. AND my very own scrubs! I'm not even gonna lie about how cool I feel.
4. Why is my professor for the hardest class have the thickest Thai accent I've ever heard?
5. Everyone is so smart... I thought I was smart before...Then I got into a school full of smart people.
6. This is where I'm meant to be. I've found what I am good at!
More to come later...
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