People always tell me that time doesn’t slow down. So far, this year has been proof of that. It’s already halfway through October, and I can’t believe it. I suppose it doesn’t help that it was 84 degrees outside yesterday and I’m currently wearing shorts, a tank top and flip flops.
I’m a busy girl, but for the most part I love it. Somewhere along the way it hit me that once I’m done with college (which is much sooner than I’d like to acknowledge) there won’t be any more intramural games or homecoming decorations. So naturally, I jumped head first into a lot more activities. Painting LeBien (the College of Nursing building) for homecoming reminded me so much of high school that I had to laugh. Decorating porches with Mr. Downs and the rest of class council was ridiculously fun. I’m currently playing four different intramural sports and I’d forgotten how thrilling competition is. Especially if I get to be aggressive in the process. That’s probably why I’ll never be a huge fan of ultimate Frisbee (which is one of the sports I’m playing) because it’s not a contact sport. What’s the point of playing if you don’t get to push some people around? Luckily indoor soccer lets me do that. My co-ed volleyball team is hilarious, and undefeated. Flag football is probably my least favorite, but still fun nonetheless.
School is going well. I’m starting to feel more like a real nurse during my clinicals and gaining confidence in the hospital. I was even complimented by my patient the last time on my injection technique. Classes can get a bit overwhelming, especially when I have three exams in one week like I did last week, but I’ve survived and actually feel pretty confident about my scores. I’m ready for fall break next week, and know that once it comes, the end of the semester will be upon me before I have time to realize what’s happening.
That’s about all I have for now- it may not be traveling Europe, climbing the Great Wall or kayaking with tens of thousands of seals like my friends are doing this semester, but I’m surviving- and laughing along the way.
Love and miss-
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The worst part of ultimate frisbee is the counting while you're guarding someone. And if you get too physical they get mad...Let's just say I only was allowed to play in one ultimate game in college. Then again, I also was banned from soccer (inside and out) and got thrown out of two flag football games for taunting. So maybe you're better off not listening to me on this one.
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