I've completed Day one of my second (and last) year of nursing school. And to be honest, I couldn't feel any better about it. It's really ironic, because I was feeling the complete opposite an exact year ago from tonight. I remember coming home from the first day, and just thinking, "My life is over, what have I gotten myself into!?" But now, I feel more confident than ever, and ready to conquer my final year as a nursing student. By no means am I saying that this is going to be easy, but at least I feel that I can go to my teachers if I'm ever on the edge or worried about not passing.
I think that this semester is going to be really interesting. I'll have observations in dialysis, the ICU, ER, and other places throughout the hospital that I've never observed. Also it's really nice, because this semester, the amount I have to spend on books came to a grand total of $67 rather than $670. During our first lecture, Mary basically told us that time spent in this class will be more than a full-time job. By the time we finish lecture, labs, studying, time spent prepping for labs, paperwork for clinicals, etc... It works out to be more than enough for us to keep ourselves busy.
Which brings me to the argument I got into with Lauren tonight. My mom is going to be gone over Labor Day weekend to visit Aunt Lyn, so the only real hassle is taking care of Tiffany. I'm all for helping out, but since I'll be in school and working, I won't be able to take her to my dad's on Friday night. Well what basically ended up happening was that Lauren yelled at me for being selfish since I always buy my own soda, never help out around the house, and depend on other people too much. I proceeded to tell her that at least I didn't screw up my life, and that we warned her before going out with Ken what a douche he was. I also told her that maybe if she went to school, she would understand how stressful it is, and the bullshit that you have to put up with. She retaliated by saying that she doesn't want to go to school because it isn't for her. It was a retarded argument, but she ended up crying because of the Ken remark that I made. She did make supper tonight, and she does help out with Tiffany and everything, but Jesus. I don't feel as selfish as she made me out to be... It's kind of like Joe; he made the comment to Jon and I that at least he didn't live at home when he was in his 20's, well I shot back and said, "At least I'm not going to be working at a restaurant when I'm in my 40's..."
On a lighter note, I saw Pineapple Express last night with Kelly. We were supposed to see a double-feature with Tropic Thunder included, but she bailed before Pineapple Express ended. We'll probably catch Tropic Thunder another time though. Also, I've been listening to new albums by The Academy Is..., The Sound of Animals Fighting, and Jack's Mannequin. All of them are really good, and The Academy Is... and The Sound of Animals Fighting have actually redeemed themselves from the not-so-great second albums that they put out. I like to call that Taking Back Sunday debut syndrome since it seems to occur all too frequently with bands today. Jack's Mannequin on the other hand surprised me, because their new album is as catchy and well-written as Everything In Transit. I've also started watching the second season of Dexter, and trying to finish the first season of Nip/Tuck. Both are excellent if I might add, and are already in rotation as far as being added to my favorite TV shows list.