Okay okay, Stephanie. I'm finally making time for this!
I apologize that it's taken four of Stephanie's posts to get to one of mine, but like she said, it might be like that for a teensy bit, unfortunately. Because at this moment, three things consume my life: classes and their subsequent torturous labs, homework, and this God awful cold I've been carrying around. (And everyone calls me a hypochondriac- but if I'm really sick that doesn't count, right?)
But a small introduction is in order, I suppose.
I, too, am from good little Cape Cod. I'm technically a 'wash-ashore', but that doesn't matter. I'm a Cape Codder at heart- Sandy Neck bonfires, tourist bashing, 40 hour work weeks starting when you're thirteen, etc. And while Stephanie was there a little longer than I was, I still love and miss it. Last year I ventured to the big bad city of Boston, and like was mentioned, am attempting to endure the rigorous nursing program at this overly-priced college that never fail to empty my bank account. I like it though, or I wouldn't be doing it. So far it's been the preliminary stuff- chemistry, anatomy, nursing research, stuff like that- but today, actually, I have my first (six hour long) nursing lab at 3:00. It's vital signs and easy stuff like that, and I'm pretty excited. So if you're in close-vicinity to me in the upcoming weeks (Stephanie, ahem) prepare yourself to have your blood pressure and pulse and temperature and respiration rate taken an obscene amount of times. Just sayin'.
I wish I had more time to enjoy the city, though. I try to make a point of going out at least once a week. Last week alone I ended up at some sketchy house party in Allston where this kid (whose real name was Bexley or Baxter or something btw) actually believed me when I said my friend was related to Taylor Swift, as well as some party in the North End where an entire hostel filled with foreign kids were- and I learned a few additional swears in Russian. Phonetically, if you say "Pzdietz", that means bullshit. I like that one.
And I guess I should mention this is the first time in four years that I've been 'single' officially- and that's really scary. Not like it even matters, when I'm cooped up in my dorm room all night long, but I feel like that's a little important.
Okay, I need to get some homework done before lab starts. I get to be all official with my stethoscope and duffel bag filled with medical goodies- and starting next week, my scrubs! I'm excited for that.
I'll try to post more, though!
If you take my blood pressure, be prepared for a ton of questions relating to such. It'll be like a quiz! As if you don't have enough of them!
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