A bit of whinning, and then I'll be good...

As anyone that is a facebook book friend of mine knows....I went back to school. Pushing 40 makes you do crazy things, what can I say. I applied to nursing school. I was told how hard it was to get into the program I wanted into and that I should consider applying to other nursing programs as well. Being a stubborn and cheap (hey, I admit it) southern women I refused, and only applied at the one. When I didn't hear from them for the fall semester, I figured, I didn't get in. I hadn't really expected to, I mean I've been a stay at home mom for 18 years people! Then the letter came and in Spring of 2010 I started nursing school.

I fretted those first few weeks (okay months), can I do this? Every exam, caused such anxiety that my family and friends could hardly stand me. I am a bit obsessive...another character flaw that those who know and love me just have to accept. I took 13 credit hours my first semester, and fellow students were always like "wow, thats a lot". I aced all my classes, ended first semester with a 4.0 and a deans list certificate. My head exploded with confidence. I can do this! Gosh golly, I'm smart. Then summer sessions started.

And we have summer semester. I only took 6 credit hours, because the summer session is slightly condensed, still it will be easy, hey I'm gosh golly smart ya know. The one class is turning out to be easy, straight memorization, self taught, just show up for tests. I have a 100 average in that class. The other class, I'm having more difficulty with. I study more for this class than I did first semester for any class. I read all the text (gasp O.o), and think I understand it when she lectures in class. The test gets placed in front of me, and I spend half of my allotted time second guessing EVERY answer. First test I barely managed an A, second test...well I got a B. Now everyone keeps saying, this isn't so bad...but I know have to make a 96 or better on the last two exams to except the exam and earn an A. If I don't I have to ace the exam to pull off an A.

Now I'm driving everyone around me mad with my "I must have an A attitude". But ya can't fix a 4.0 once ya have messed it up! <----see obsessive much

My big head has been knocked down a size a two and I'm going to suck it up and do my best...and drive everyone mad morning the loss of the 4.o! And that includes all the suckers that bother to read my blog when I bother to write one. Sorry :)