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Middle School Days

Do you remember your middle school years? The years of akward changes, when you began to see yourself, the world around you, and boys differently. The one thing that held you together was the friends you had walking down the halls next to you. Each one of you looking out for each other (and saving each other from those boring classes you just didn’t get).

What happens when you get seperated from those friends?

This is what happened to my little cousin. She just started seventh grade. Which, in this school district means she changed schools. She got thrown into a class of 300 students and ended up in classes without any of her friends. Not only are none of her friends in her class, but the kids she’s with are kids from schools she didn’t attend. She knows no one. Leaving her utterly alone to battle the halls (and classes) of seventh grade.

I don’t know the whole story, but I heard that the best part of her first day was leaving and she was begging to be home-schooled.

I’m not saying that a 12 year old girl should love school. But school certainly should not take the excitment out of her desire to learn and be in the classroom and that is exactly what happend.

Gay Marriage

I had a thought the other day (yes it hurt) about marriage.

I’ve grown up thinking that finding that perfect guy and having a big white wedding was what it was all about, but I have come to the realization that, marriage may not be what I want after all.

(Not that I don’t want to get married.)

I have a lot of GLBTQ friends who don’t have the same right to get married as I do.

What makes me so much better than them that I am allowed to get married and they are not? Love is love no matter which two people it is between. Why should I be able to get married if my friends can’t?

(Of course I still want to get married because of the connection and commitment you get out of a marriage, but I really don’t agree with my homosexual friends not being able to get married.)

And to that I say, Way to go Iowa and California for passing gay marriages!

Letters from the College Dorms

Dear Incessently Needy,

Just because you have a desire to be around people all the time and tell them about things they (let’s face it) don’t really care about doesn’t mean they want the same things. Get a grip already, you’re a college student, act like one.

-Annoyed

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Dear Male Gender,

Why must you actually fall into the stereotype that society has given you? Is it really that hard to pick up a phone and call when you say you’re going to or make up your mind about what you want? I seem to have no problem picking up a phone and calling you, it would be great if you could return the favor, especially when you said you were going to call. But alas, it seems to be the way of life, I guess I should just get used to it rather than thinking one of you could actually be different.

- Enjoying the single life

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Dear US Economy,

You really picked a crappy time to go down the tubes. (Of course, if it weren’t a crappy time for me it would be for someone else, but that’s besides the point.) The job market is a heck of a lot harder when the economy sucks and everyone is on a hiring freeze. (Even for those of us who have degrees that can get us “good” jobs.) Please turn around soon so that I will not be unemployed at the end of the summer.

-Tired of worrying

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Dear People who think a degree in nursing automatically equals a job,

Just because I have a degree in a good field does not mean that I will get a job. Everything is effected by the economy. There are newspaper articles saying that there is still a need for nurses. I don’t deny this. (In fact it will be true for a long time.) But just because there is a need for nurses does not mean hospitals have the budget to HIRE more nurses. Many hospitals are on a hiring freeze. (Or only want people who already have experience.) Some hospitals are laying off nurses. (If they’re laying people off, their not going to hire more.)

- Sick of explaining

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Dear Hospital Doctors,

Please use language that is easy for non-medical personnel to understand. When my friend Moose was in the Emergency Department yesterday, the only reason she had any clue what was going on was because her two nursing friends were there to explain what the heck you were saying. It would be very much appreciated if you could explain things in terms we can understand so we can ask you questions that matter rather than questions clarifying what you just told us.

- A Senior Nursing Student

The Wheels of Change are Turning

Ok, first of all, so sorry for going MIA the last weekish or so. I had computer issues (again).

(I can hear you all grumbling about how I should get a new computer…one that has less problems.)

(And now I’m having internet issues, so pardon the absence if it happens again…I need to use my internet time wisely and hope it lasts long enough to get everything done.)

Anyway, one of my roommates and I were talking this afternoon about…you guessed it…graduation. (Really we don’t talk about much else, well other than things that probably shouldn’t be mentioned on a blog.)

Anyway, we both came to the realization that MAJOR changes our coming. We’re not just talking about graduating. We’re talking about finding jobs, moving (across the country or just the state), living on our own and not having that college bubble/view of the world, getting married (her not me), and eventually having kids (notice the eventually).

We’re at a time in our lives when everything is changing.

(Including our lives at home – at least mine anyway. While I was at home for Easter my mom was talking about what she was going to turn my brother’s room into and then commented that mine would probably be a guest bedroom.)

I am excited for this change (even if I don’t sound like it). It’s a lot to take in, but at the same time I am ready to take on that responsibility.

(I had a taste of it last year and I want it back gosh darn it!!)

But I’m also nervous about starting life on my own. I don’t have a permanent job yet, and the job market sucks. (Even for nurses – which people really don’t seem to get…)

I do have a summer job (yay for some income!) working at camp as Health Coordinator. But after that, I’ve got no clue what to expect or where I’ll be going. And that’s a little frightening to me.

As a my very smart Gay friend once said, it’ll all come together in the end because you’re FABULOUS! (Clearly he knows what he is talking about, even if I don’t.)

No Time to be Sick

I would like to extend my thanks to my parents (whom I love dearly) for getting me sick. Thank you Mom and Dad, there is no better feeling than the one you get from knowing your family will share all that they have with you.

(Note the sarcasm.)

Really, I love going home and spending time with my parents, but I’d much rather they keep their illnesses to themselves.

I don’t know what’s worse, feeling like crap while sitting on the couch on my butt all day or feeling like crap and going to class. Ok, I lied, going to class is much worse. But missing class would be down right aweful. My classes are hard and missing them would be worse than going and only being half checked in to what is going on.

All I really want to do is sleep, but I’m a college student and any of you who are in college or were in college know that sleep is just not a possibility with all the papers, projects, tests, and other random assignments you need to get done. So I guess I’ll just have to settle for the couch some blankets and my homework to keep me company.

As a side note, I’ve gotten to talk to my best gay guy friend a lot this week and it has been absolutely fabulous. He has the power to make me smile no matter how I’m feeling which I am entirely greatful for. Now if only I could see him more often than I do life would be complete. I will get to see him in a few weeks and again at graduation since he’s walking with us (he graduated in Decemer).

And…speaking of graduation…I’m 54 days away. Cap and Gown – check. Graduation tickets – check. All I need are the last 7 weeks to fly on by. (Hopefully in a more healthy state than they are right now.)

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