It’s two am. My feet and hips hurt. I smell like dance floor sweat, cigarettes, and cologne. My hair is all over the place.
But I had a great time! From Europe boy to the goofiest guys (who were so dang fun to dance with), I had so much fun. Good music, great friends, and tons of dancing.
Here’s to my last month on the plains.
Northside wants me to start in July rather than September..which is great but that is no time at all to prepare! AHHH
There is barely contained panic is bubbling just below the surface. I am waiting/stressing for the Georgia Board of Nursing to send me my ok to take the NCLEX licensure exam. Once I have it, the stress will just increase because I have to actually take the exam, which determines if I can practice nursing-I can always retake it, but that cannot be an option because it’s $200 and you have to wait 40 days-no thank you, failure is NOT an option. Plus I have to do official stuff with Northside-the hospital I will be working at, assuming all goes well-this week and I’m weirdly afraid that they are going to pull the rug out from under that job offer.
And of course as exciting as it is, there’s moving to be considered which is stressful because it requires packing and money.
All this change will be exciting, but wow, so much stress.
This being an adult stuff is for the birds.
or completely sober..that’s fine.
so it’s been awhile since i’ve posted. so i just finished my senior practicum and i’m not really sure how to feel it. after working at northside hospital for seven weeks and spending twelve plus hour days with the other nurses on the floor, it’s hard not to get attached. don’t get me wrong, i’m so incredibly excited for graduation and a couple weeks of doing absolutely nothing except going to the pool, but i’ve grown to really like atlanta. this just reaffirms that it is time for me to leave auburn. so if all goes according to plan, hopefully i’ll be back at northside in the fall as an RN (getting paid to work, what a novel idea lol). the last month and a half is just another check mark off my list on my countdown to may 5th.
one of the major reasons i hope to have a job immediately after graduation is to have the possibility to visit kendall in spain/italy next may after her study abroad.
that should NOT be a top priority as a new grad…but shhhhhhh! it kinda is.
hey, i’m 22, why not dream big?
and it hurts if it’s a guy…lawd.
no more tests in college, no more tests in college, no more tests in college! can i get a HELL YEAH!? take that, exit HESI.
boom baby.
My life. Nursing school.
BUT THIS IS MY LAST TIME AROUND FOR THIS ISH, BITCHESSS. :D graduation in mayyyyyy
After being out of auburn for most of the break and seeing a very different part of the world, my goal for this final semester is to try and enjoy where I am because lord only knows the next time ill live here again. No matter how much I’m ready to go, I will try to take it one day at a time. Big changes are coming post graduation but until then I’ll attempt to truly enjoy where I’m at. If I don’t, I’ll probably lose my mind.
A new year.
A fresh start.
So much potential.
So many possibilities.
So much mystery about what is to come.
Here’s to a brilliant new year.
Happy 2013.
So many amazing moments in Italia. I am missing it so badly, I can’t shake the melancholy of being home. I can’t even describe it, I’ve never felt like I actually lost something when coming home from a trip.
So strange.
And at home because I did not want to leave/now am missing Italy so much. I’m calling it my Italia hangover. I almost can’t describe how amazing that trip was. I was thrown into another culture for ten days and while it was very hard at some points, most of it just stole my heart. There is just something about it there that got in my head and won’t get out.
I think what I miss most are the amazing people I met, and it’s so sad to me that I’ll probably never see them again because they live 6000 miles away. It was only a seven night cruise but when you’re with these people constantly, it’s hard to say good bye. I met some characters to be sure.
And of course, the guys. Italian guys are probably the most attractive I’ve ever met in my life (It could have something to do with the exotic factor-I feel like if I grew up with them, they wouldn’t be nearly so alluring). They knew how to dress well (holy crap…the way they wear pants), the way they wore cologne was absolutely intoxicating, they were all ripped, and of course the accents/listening to them speak in Italian (most of the guys I met couldn’t speak English so that was fun trying to communicate). And they could all dance, really dance. I basically swooned the entire trip. It was hard to adjust to them though, they’re loud and incredibly forward compared to guys in the south, and at times, it was a little unnerving. Literally, if you combined the sheer attractiveness of the Italians and the manners of the south, you’d have the absolute perfect man. However, I would have brought them all home with me if I could.
Of course the history and all the sightseeing was phenomenal too, but that will always be there. I truly am sad about saying good bye to the people and the atmosphere and the culture. I never thought I could top my last Europe trip, but this did, by a mile. I can’t even do it justice through writing.
