On The First Day of Classes, My True Love Gave To Me............

I'm in a wishy washy mood, so please pardon me. My classes start today and I'm pretty nervous. There's always something unsettling about being an old broad in class with a bunch of young ass kids. I hope by my switching to night classes that a lot of the people I'll be in class with are older adult career changers like myself. Well, I'm not that old, hell, I'll be 27 in November (gifts anyone?), but it's just the thought of being in classes with niggas that were born after 1986 that's pretty scary.

I keep asking myself if I'm making the biggest mistake of my life by pursuing a career that's really getting a bum rap these days. I mean let's face it, any healthcare professional will tell you that the healthcare field sucks royally. However, like that mythical moth, I keep drawing closer to the flame. I don't know how to explain it. Ever since I was little, I've liked reading health encyclopedias. I like knowing the names of diseases, what causes them and how they can be treated. The only reason why I didn't change my major to nursing while I was in school the first time was because I was on a business scholarship and of course it wouldn't look to good to your benefactors to switch to a major that wasn't even close to the scope of business education. I remember envying my friends who were nursing and pre med majors. I wanted to experience the same challenges they were facing. Shit, reading about business ethics didn't give me a buzz, my biology class did. As a matter of fact, I was the best student in the class edging out the pre nursing majors.

Although, I can't seem to get the grasp of chemistry to save my life, I love it. It makes me think. I dream about this shit at night. I memorized the alkali earth metals and the noble gases. I'm in love with finding out how many moles of a base are needed to titrate an acid (and I'm really good at it too!) I just can't pass the test with a stellar score which is why I'm repeating the class again in the spring.

I just hope I get to the level I'm supposed to be at. Whether it's nursing, physician assistant, or eventually a doctor, I love the fact that the possibilities are endless despite the obstacles that I'm facing, I'm charging full steam ahead. Hopefully in 2006, I'll be either entering nursing school, a physician assistant program or taking the damn MCAT's (even though I've already decided not to apply to medical school until Peanut is at least in the third grade). I've come to realize that wherever I wind up is where I'm supposed to be.

Sorry, for the boring post, I know the rest of y'all could really give a damn, but I don't really give a damn that you don't give a damn. It's my blog and I write what I want to write. If you don't want to read it, then go read something else....

Okay, I'm just kidding, please stay and read my blog. Nobody else is reading it. *Sobbing uncontrollably*

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