Thursday, January 27, 2011

And now, we wait.

I had that stupid beyond stupid (does that even make sense?) TEAS exam today. It was SO stupid.

Oh wait, I said that already, didn't I?

I studied all week and stressed about it all week and may or may not have broke down in tears yesterday. Twice. I was totally prepared to come home, tears in my eyes, and write a post that I had already written in my mind about how I failed the exam and have no clue where my life is headed and beg people to find me a job in a handful of different states I'd be willing to live in, & was obviously just being the biggest Negative Nelly you've ever met. Which is so not me.

I took the exam at 12:30 and was finished by 2:45. It was hard. Significantly harder than the exam I busted my ass for last March. The study manual for the science section was a waste-- the exam was A LOT more detailed than the manual. Since I had already convinced myself that I was going to fail and my life was over and I've wasted two years and I might as well down a bottle of vicodin (totally kidding), I just finished the exam and clicked submit, feeling emotionless.

And then, the results: I PASSED!!!! Not by a ton, by any means. I certainly didn't blow it out of the water like last time, but I PASSED. I also scored higher than the national average and program average, which inflated my ego a smidge.

I came home & wrote the essay required for the application. For all you nosey peeps, here it is (I totally played up the whole God part. They clearly value religion, given some of their application questions.):

My first memory of stating, “I want to be a nurse!” when asked the question, “What do you want to be when you grow up?” is when I was nine-years-old and had to answer the question for a writing assignment. Two years prior, a friend had been diagnosed with a brain tumor and spent most of the six years he battled the disease at either Riley Children’s Hospital or St. Jude Children’s Research Hospital. At such a young age, the best way my parent’s were able to explain what was happening to me was by saying, “Mikey is sick and needs to let the doctors and nurses make him feel better.” From that moment on, I knew I wanted to be in a position where I could help the sick.
As I grew older, I changed my mind several times regarding my future career, but nursing was always in the back of my mind. In 2009, I received a BA in Communications/Journalism, which I think will be an asset when communicating with patients and medical personnel alike. The semester before earning my degree is when I prayed long and hard about what I felt was a calling to continue my education and attend nursing school. While I had always thought I would make a wonderful nurse and love the profession, the calling I felt made me also realize I need to be a nurse and need to be in an environment in which I help others; it is where I will find the greatest satisfaction and sense of achievement.
Since that time, I have embraced what I consider to be a message from God and have actively been pursuing a BSN by taking various prerequisites, including anatomy and physiology, advanced physiology, microbiology, chemistry, and a couple psychology classes. While I have learned a great deal from these courses that will undoubtedly play a key role in my success as a nursing student, the greatest learning experience has come through my volunteer work in the Neonatal Intensive Care Unit at St. Vincent’s Women’s Hospital. Since June 2009, I have been volunteering in the NICU at least four hours a week, doing whatever tasks the nurses and unit representatives ask of me. Such tasks include: filing charts, restocking supplies, doing laundry, changing diapers, taking temperatures, redressing babies, cuddling babies, changing leads, and running labs to the pharmacy. I have built bonds with the nurses, who have become wonderful mentors and cheerleaders. I knew volunteering in the hospital would be a great experience, but I never knew just how much hands-on experience I would be allowed and how big of a learning experience it has truly been for me.
As a 23-year-old, I feel that I am at the point in my life where I am emotionally, mentally, and spiritually mature enough to meet my full potential as a nurse. After a lot of research, I feel Indiana Wesleyan University will be the best fit for me to continue my education because of its long-standing reputation and faith-based environment. I look forward to furthering my education and am eager to begin my career as a nurse.

I rushed to the post office right before it closed and over-nighted the letter since all parts of the application is due by February 1. As of tomorrow at 3, my application will be completed.

And now, we wait. I have no clue when we are supposed to get word, so pardon me if I'm a little edgy from now until July.

Shout out to it's just me :)-- you have no idea how much your email meant to me. You made me start my day off on the right foot and it only went up from there. Thanks so much for your encouragement!! Registered & Protected

Monday, January 24, 2011

Oops, I did it again.

Disappear that is. It's become a terrible habit! And I'm really sick of doing posts that cover the past couple of weeks in bullet points, but that's what happens when you don't write about it as it happens! So here's a little update; I have real posts in the works, but, let's be honest, there's no tellin' when those will be finished.

  • My last day of work with the family I did not connect with was a couple of weeks ago and I have already noticed how much stress it took off my shoulders and how much happier I am. I started with a new family last week, but I'm only working for them 10 hours a week. I'm hoping to find another 10-15 hours of work in some way, shape, or form somewhere, but I've been pretty busy lately, so maybe it's for the better. Although my bank account would disagree...
  • I joined a new weight-loss program a couple of weeks ago and officially began a week ago. I'm going to write a post about it, but I've already noticed changes and I am really pleased.
  • I have to take the damn TEAS test Thursday @ 1230. I bought the study materials for the new version and the material does seem a little more difficult, but nothing I'm not familiar with. I'm trying really hard not to freak out, but if I don't pass every section (which, if you'll remember, the first time I took it, I failed the science by 2 points-- the second time I passed with flying colors), I'm screwed since the nursing school app is due February 1.
  • I'm finally back on my parent's insurance, which means I survived 6 months of being uninsured without any major issues! I was able to get two of my medicine's for free (a 90 day supply) from one of the pharmaceutical companies & my other medicine was only 20 bucks for a 90 day supply since it's generic. I was also able to get my flu shot for free through the hospital I volunteer at. No emergencies, no serious illnesses, my doctors were willing to push follow up appointments till after the first of the year, so, really, I was very, very fortunate.
  • I leave for Florida in less than 2 weeks and I cannot wait to see palm trees and the ocean and just relax.
  • I'm thinking about joining an online dating site that's free so I can have some hilarious stories to share and be guaranteed a few good laughs every day. And those would be the only reasons for joining.
I feel like I'm leaving stuff out, but I need to get back to studying and packing (my dad is leaving Wednesday and taking stuff).

Also, I've been HORRIBLE about responding to comments, but please know all of your kind words and encouragement mean the world to me and I appreciate you taking time out of your day to catch up with me and drop me a line.

Hugs, Registered & Protected

Sunday, January 16, 2011

A Message from Momma Fancypants

First off, I tried writing this post last night and for the past hour and the only letters blogger would let me type were s r i o f and turned the g into a 6. So weird.

Also, I should clarify, on my last post where I vented about the stupid roadblocks I keep encountering as I try to get into nursing school, I DO plan on cramming for the TEAS exam and taking it January 28 and, assuming I pass, finish my application to the program that is due February 1. I'm not giving up just because of the bs I keep encountering, but I likely will be looking for a job and relocating if I do not get into the program (or pass the exam).

My mom caught up on my blog last night and left a message in the comments for all you sweet people who sent prayers and good vibes her way when she had surgery. Her surgery went well & she's been recovering nicely with very little pain. The doc put 8 pins & 2 metal plates in her foot, removed a neuroma & bone spur, and fused her big toe. Here's what she had to say to y'all:

This is Momma Fancypants and I want to thank all of "daughter fancypants'" friends for your prayers and well-wishes for my surgery. Everything went well and "Demi" or whichever name she answers to, has been a very good nurse to me. We are looking forward to getting out of this snowy, cold place to a warm and sunny beach! Thanks also, for being such good blog friends, bc , "Demi" talks about you all the time and how you make her laugh, too.
Happy days to all.

I kind of love that she called herself Momma Fancypants.

Thank you so much for all your kind words and concern, it means a lot!

Hope y'all have a great week, I'll share about my weekend with my best friend soon :) Registered & Protected

Friday, January 14, 2011

Bipolar post.

I just got word that the TEAS exam I busted my ass for last spring won't count for the TEAS requirement for the nursing program I just applied to. I have to take a newer version by February 1. Had I not inquired about this last fall, I'd smack myself, but I did and specifically asked if they would accept those scores, and they never told me they wouldn't. I am beyond frustrated with all the effing obstacles I've encountered on my pursuit to get into nursing school.

I'm asking this seriously, who can help me get a job in either Florida, Hawaii, or California? If things don't pan out with this program, I'll be moving to one of the aforementioned states and working for a while & trying to figure out my life. I can't keep doing what I've been doing for over a year and a half with no results.

In good news, I'm leaving in a hour to pick up my best friend from the airport. I haven't seen her since October 2009 and I'm so excited I could pee my pants. I threw a pack of Depends in the car. A group of us are renting a hotel downtown tonight, going out to dinner, and drinks & dancing after. "Demi" most certainly will make an appearance. If it weren't for all of this, I'd likely sit in my room crying all day.

Operation find Marianne a job begins... NOW! Registered & Protected

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

In which I brag about a blog friend.

When I started blogging, never did I imagine the friendships I'd develop with people around the country. I really do enjoy getting to know new people and communicate with them on a regular basis. I'm sure all my real life friends who don't blog think I'm a freak because I talk about these people I've never met as if they are my long lost sisters, but, like I said, they don't blog, so how could they possibly get it?

There I go again, speaking incoherently.

I have SO MANY friends that I'd love to give big, giant squeezes to sooner, rather than later, but, unfortunately, I've thus far only met one. And boy, is she a good one.

In case you forgot, I went to NYC with a total "stranger" Rosh back in November. While walking down 5th Ave one day, we were lured into Lindt Chocolatier by a lady with candy. Dark chocolate peppermint truffles, to be exact. I firmly believe that a piece of chocolate everyday keeps the bitchiness away, but I refrained from purchasing any and kept walking down 5th while trying to get a good shot of the Empire State Building.

Then, in the beginning of December, Rosh asks for my address because she had gotten me a little something. I was all, "What the hell girl, you just gave me a free trip to NYC." But I like gifts, so I gave her my address and stalked the mailman nonstop.

Y'all, the freakin' box cost 10 bucks to ship. It was NOT small. I tore into it like a kid on Christmas morning and found this:

A silhouette of the Empire State Building!

I LOVE this!!!! It's sitting on my shelf where I have a couple other things from New York and waiting to be framed. How cool is that though? I've never seen anything like it!

But that's not all. Rosh also spoiled me rotten with TWO bags of the fabulous dark chocolate peppermint truffles that we loved oh so much AND a box of mixed flavored truffles for my family!

I mean, honestly! I was speechless!

We really did hit it off really well and I am so glad to have a made a new and awesome friend like Rosh. I only wish we lived closer so we could see each other more frequently, but fortunately, we both love to travel ;)

Rosh, thank you SO MUCH for spoiling me even more than you already had!! You are one of the kindest, most sincere, most thoughtful people I have ever met and I am honored to have you be a part of my life. Hugs!!

Other readers, Rosh just applied to nursing school today. Since I know y'all have so much love to give, go to her blog and tell her congrats and good luck!

ps. anyone else feel that I've been overly mushy this week?

pps. Momma Fancypants is having surgery tomorrow, if you could please pray for her, that she comes through the anesthesia without any complications, & for the doctor, that God works through his hands without fail, we would really appreciate it. She's kind of nervous, so we'll take all the good vibes we can get.

Hugs, Registered & Protected

Tuesday, January 4, 2011

If you've ever wanted to tell me you hate me, today would be the day to do it...

... because I just applied to nursing school & Sarah Palin reads my blog, so, really, nothing's going to bring me down today.

Yes, you read that correctly, I sent off my application to nursing school with the click of a button a few hours ago & now I will be fuh-reaking out for the rest of eternity. Or until my letter comes, which ever happens first.

The application was kind of funny & I was worried I'd answer the question wrong. It's a Christian university and some things the application asked were, "Do you except Jesus Christ as your Savior?" "Do you agree to refrain from immoral activities, such as cheating and lying?" and of course I said yes to both of those, without hesitating. But I got a little tripped up on the question about refraining from premarital sex & substance abuse. Obviously I've thus far committed to abstinence, but I've never been in love, so that's been easy. What if I fall in love within the next 2 years? I'd love to save myself for marriage, but I'm no fool, temptation is always looming. And define substance abuse. Clearly I enjoy a good drink (0r 10), but I know how to stop. Is binge drinking on occasion considered substance abuse?

You can see my dilemma, no?

I said, "Yes, I agree to refrain from such illicit activities" (not a direct quote) because I'm pretty sure that's the answer they were looking for, and, in my opinion, I do agree with this mindset and live my life that way, but damn them if they've turned me into a liar.

Oh, and Sarah Palin reads my blog. True story. A couple months ago I had a hit on here from someone (Sarah Palin) at "Alaskan State Government" and the other day I had a hit from someone (Sarah Palin) in Wasilla, Alaska. Now, I'm no genius, but obviously there is only one logical explanation for said hits: Sarah Palin reads my blog. And, come on, why wouldn't she?

So go now, send me hate mail if you want, because today is a day where I won't come guns a blazin' if you do.

Hope your day has been all gumdrops and moon beams like mine. Registered & Protected

Monday, January 3, 2011

I guess I should write something, huh?

I've been so horrible about blogging lately, as I'm sure you've noticed (or not, I highly doubt you sit at your computer hitting refresh 100 times a day praying to the Good Lord that I've thrown up some fantastically crappy post. Or maybe you do. Creepy). I haven't written much, read much, commented much, or replied to comments much. I really have no reason, either, I've just not been feeling it, I suppose. I've kind of gotten to the point where I'm like, "honestly, do people really care about what I say?" Sure, I could tell you about my nights out with my girlfriends, but first of all, it'd be the cliffsnotes version without all the awesome details because I cannot out my girls like that, and second of all, do you really care?

Is any of this even making sense?

I know I say I blog for me, and I do, but I also know people read what I write, and if I'm going to have an audience, I'd rather them be entertained, and if I think what I'm going to write could potentially be boring, then why write, and then I get to the point where I find everything to be boring, so I don't write, and here I am, neglecting my blog, and only popping in to write a bunch of jibber jabber and quite possibly not make any sense.

If you've ever wondered my thought processes, there you have it.

Anyramble. I guess I'll just write, and if people think I turned into Sucky McSuckerson, so be it.

One of my dearest friends moved home from Maryland and has single handedly revived my social life. Tell me that's not impressive? Thursday night a few of us girls went out for a night on the town. The entire night was hilarious, and even more hilarious as we rehashed the events all day Friday & Saturday. I'm still trying to figure out A. how I was not dying & not hungover for longer than 30 minutes on Friday and B. how I remember everything from Thursday night. Holy tequila. And vodka. And some delicious concoction called a "lunch box." Friday I sent a text to my friend, which then turned into a facebook status, which read: "I'm pretty sure I was in my own world on the dance floor last night. And I introduced myself to some guy as 'Demi'." Demi is my new alter-ego. She's a bit crazy.

Betti, Kiki, Me.
No, those aren't their real names. Aren't they so gorgeous? Pretty people make me smile, so no wonder I keep them around ;)
I almost cropped myself out because I hate how I look, but I don't plan on looking this way much longer, so consider this the "before Marianne returned to sexy" picture.
And yes, we're all really that tall.

It has felt really good to have interactions with people my age again. Truth be told, I've gone out more in the past month than I did in at least the last 6 combined. It's been really, really nice to feel like a 23 year old and realize how desperately I really do need my friends. They make me let loose and have fun and be a little more carefree, and Lord knows I need to let loose and have fun and be carefree. This girl is wound up tighter than a drum, most days.

On Saturday we started a new New Year's Day tradition where K, B, & I plan on going to Cheesecake Factory for dinner and champagne and then out on the town. I've mentioned before how much I struggled to make good friends my entire life and I am so fortunate to have had these girls (& Cary!) by my side for the past 5 years. We may have our differences, and sometimes annoy each other or tick each other off or go awhile without seeing/talking to each other, but there will never be anything but love between all of us.

Besides, we have too much dirt on each other to step out of line ;)

Girls, if you're reading this, I love you! Even if we do unintentionally get separated from each other after 1 too many drinks ;) Thanks for making me a better version of myself and for accepting me and my crazy ways as the way I am.

**I had no clue what this post was going to be about, but I kind of love it. I guess I need to stop putting so much thought into what I'm going to write and just write.** Registered & Protected
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