laying in bed...
Two more weeks left till I complete my N452 critical care nursing class. I'm borderline "A" in the class. Basically, I need to ace the last and final exam of the class to get an A. I hope I get it. Today, was my second exam and boy was that hard. It took me quite longer to finish than the first exam. It covered topics such as acute respiratory failure, airway management, shock/sepsis, and brain tissue oxygenation. I think those were the most complex topics I've learned because it had so much effin pathophysiology involved. Our professor was impressed that the class average was an 89 and more than half the class received an A. The stats of the exam are impressive considering it to be a fast-track/accelerated course. Once I am done with this class I'll be taking my last and final class of before I begin my nursing career. I'm so excited but anxious to start working. EEK! Saving lives and making a difference in someone's care is going to have a profound way in how I will look at life.
So, anyways I am writing because I want to vent my feelings towards my parents. I'm a 22-year-old male who is on the verge of turning 23 in 11 days. 23! Can you believe it?! (When Tina turned 23 she said it was her third 21st birthday.) If I want to get out of the house late at night, shouldn't I be able to? I asked If I could leave to watch a 11:30 PM showing at AMC Palm Promenade. First of all, why should I even ask when I'm old enough to be living on my own. Second, why do they treat me like something devastating or dangerous is going to happen to me. I still feel like I'm treated like I am in high school. It's not like I'm going to downtown San Diego to drink till my liver explodes or go to a party and act like an irresponsible immature naive individual. Seriously, I just wanted to relax, get out of the house and celebrate the success I had on my exam by watching a movie at the movie theater. Sometimes when these type of situations occur I second guess myself and rethink the possibility of staying home with my parents after I graduate to save money. It's money versus independence. GAH! What a difficult decision. I've been tolerating this for a while but I don't think I can handle it anymore as I get older.