waiting for my life to start...
damn yo. this transition period from graduation to a job (especially one that is nonexisitant) is freakin hard. I hate not knowing what im going to be doing in the weeks to come. I mean, yeah there's my NCLEX test on the 10th, i finished my 2 week NCLEX review course, CPR renewal class, a couple more graduation parties, I have an interview with Hackensack on monday (OMG MONDAY!!!!) but it's not like when youre in school, you know "Okay I have a paper due next week, an exam tomorrow, a presentation in three weeks, and clinicals for the next two days"
I wished I had one more semester just because Ive gained so many friends this last year-- the super juniors! It meant a lot when they said that they actually liked our class better and that being bumped down from their class was actually worth it because of us. we feel the same way. I still remember the time when they first came and my friends and I were like "damn who are these guys". Then a semester later, I found myself in Hooters with these guys thinking "what the hell am I doing here" and we've all been hanging out ever since. Hmm then there are the New Brunswickers--- from the handfull I met, all have been great and fun to talk to. Im glad to get to know them a little bit and hopefully continue to do so. We definitely should have had more events like the picnic and semi formal.
Im cold- freakin AC vent is above my bed and its blowing on my newly showered self and wet hair. totally random. airhead.
So not being surrounded by classmates everyday, it's kinda lonely over here. And Im getting restless. A few classmates were over my house doing nclex questions and I sat there and read Jane Austen. Something is missing. It's probably the only thing missing, and yeah I do feel sorry for myself. Im still a little hopeful, I havent completely lost it all like I thought I would after college.
I dont know how to end this entry.
End.
I wished I had one more semester just because Ive gained so many friends this last year-- the super juniors! It meant a lot when they said that they actually liked our class better and that being bumped down from their class was actually worth it because of us. we feel the same way. I still remember the time when they first came and my friends and I were like "damn who are these guys". Then a semester later, I found myself in Hooters with these guys thinking "what the hell am I doing here" and we've all been hanging out ever since. Hmm then there are the New Brunswickers--- from the handfull I met, all have been great and fun to talk to. Im glad to get to know them a little bit and hopefully continue to do so. We definitely should have had more events like the picnic and semi formal.
Im cold- freakin AC vent is above my bed and its blowing on my newly showered self and wet hair. totally random. airhead.
So not being surrounded by classmates everyday, it's kinda lonely over here. And Im getting restless. A few classmates were over my house doing nclex questions and I sat there and read Jane Austen. Something is missing. It's probably the only thing missing, and yeah I do feel sorry for myself. Im still a little hopeful, I havent completely lost it all like I thought I would after college.
I dont know how to end this entry.
End.