Holding pattern

Well this is supposed to be my glorious break from school. It has been pretty glorious I can tell you that :) However, since I have to (sadly) repeat the class I took last semester. I have to wait to see if the Dean will let me in for the Fall or if I have to wait until Spring. AND the financial aid office is still working up my file. Which should've been done WEEKS ago... AND since I do have to repeat a class, it looks like I'm not enrolled in school at all since they deleted the classes I'd previously registered for. I do not like to be waiting on like 3 people to decide my fate for the Fall. I had decided with my advisor that I'd declare a minor and take THOSE classes in the Fall, should the Dean say she can't immediately place me back in the class. But all of this frustration makes me want to run the other way. Why do I pay boatloads of money to these people to make my life miserable???

On a more positive note, I've gotten to go to Woodruff Fontaine more since I've been out of school and I always LOVE that. I went to a costume department for the local theater to look at Victorian dresses as possibles to use for our Haunted Happenings and other events going on that weekend in October. That's always fun. I swear I should quit nursing school and become a history major!

 I've been working more at work too. In the ER! It's insane and fantastic all at the same time. (Ok I must admit I had fantasies of working in the ER since ER was on TV) FOr now, I'm going to try to push school to the farthest back of my mind and concentrate on what I can do to relax during break. And worse comes to worse, I'll run away from home before I have to tell Mike or my parents I have to take a semester off.

Sometimes life throws you a curveball

I started out this semester with the best of intentions. I was going to be the best student ever and really impress my teachers.

However...sometimes things don't go quite the way you plan...

I won't go into the gory details, just simply leave it at I'm probably looking at repeating this class.Which means a later graduation date...


*BIG SIGH*

My first initial thought was, "How could I be such a disappointment?" I've let everyone in my life down. After I retook the HESI Friday (We definitely won't touch THAT debacle), I was pretty upset. I managed to leave school without breaking down and headed to my car where I was about to start sobbing. Then I remembered I had to meet my clinical instructor to sign my final eval. Crap. I knew I was about to break my rule about not letting my teachers see me cry.

I managed to gather my composure and go meet her. She gave me a look and I knew SHE knew what had happened so I told her. She was so sweet and gave me the best advice. She said it would only make me better and that there have been a lot (she stressed this word) good (stressed this also) students who've had to repeat Adult 1 and they've gone onto graduate. She said it only made them better and not to beat myself up over it.

So I'm trying not to.

I'm still headed to take the final tomorrow (even though that's an exercise in futility if I've ever seen one). And then I guess I'll be meeting with the Dean to talk about my progression and if I can get right back into the class.

I'm heartbroken at the thought of my friends moving on without me. But I know they'll rock it and I'm right behind them! I had loads of great experiences this semester though...like the OR and clinical!

So I'm actually ok with everything that's happened. I still know that nursing school is where God wants me to be. And I intend on graduating no matter if I'm 80 when I do! (That'll be interesting though).

On another note, I'm still completely loving my job at the hospital! I've been working in the ER some too...and it gets CRAZY down there! But I wouldn't have it any other way :)