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So a few weeks ago when I went to see my adviser to pick out my classes for next semester, I also, spontaneously decided to pick my major. Because it was time, seeing as I'm in my junior year of undergrad and well, I've already finished the core requirements and most of the prerequisites for Nursing (there's one that I haven't taken that's called like Concepts in Nursing Research or whatever...which, blahhhhhhhhh research. The bane of my existence. Might take that next fall).
So, anyways, I decided that I was going to choose English as my major. And Holistic health as a minor. But I really wish I could've chosen Holistic health as a major and English as a minor or...but whatever this will do.
But, hold on, you're thinking to yourself (or at least that's what you do in my head), didn't you want to be a Nursing major?
Well, yes, yes, I did.
AND I'M TOTALLY NOT GIVING UP ON BEING A NURSE. Because now that it's, like, actually TOUGH as nails to get in, I've decided that my calling - the one thing that will make my LIFE SO INFINITELY HAPPIER and WHICH WILL GIVE ME A HIGHER PURPOSE ON THIS EARTH THAN SLEEPING IN LATE AND BUMMING AROUND LIKE A...BUMMER-LIKE PERSON - IS TO BE A PEDIATRICS NURSE (OR A NURSE OF ANYTHING WILL DO). And I'm not giving up on this dream, but while I reapply to USM's nursing program and sit on my thumbs while they dangle my fate in their hands, I'm just gonna think about getting a degree in English. Because I like English. I'm a book worm (even if...um, the last time I read a book for fun was something Meg Cabot-related and I speed-read through it because my mind has been high-jacked by important medical textbook reading) and English was always my best/favorite class in grade school.
So, y'know, even if getting an English degree was like plan...H, I'm gonna go ahead and see what happens on that front. (Or maybe I'll initiate my plan B - which is to try to get accepted to another school's Nursing program even if I have to move away and become a transfer student...but that's not something I'm ready for yet. And I don't have to think about Plan B until like April - when, again, USM School of Nursing decides if they want to rip out my heart and stomp on it.)
(My parents...bless them..were like, "so what can you do with an English degree?" I feel like that's what they're gonna be asking me for the rest of my life.)
Sigh. Well, that was long and rambly.
So, anyways, I decided that I was going to choose English as my major. And Holistic health as a minor. But I really wish I could've chosen Holistic health as a major and English as a minor or...but whatever this will do.
But, hold on, you're thinking to yourself (or at least that's what you do in my head), didn't you want to be a Nursing major?
Well, yes, yes, I did.
AND I'M TOTALLY NOT GIVING UP ON BEING A NURSE. Because now that it's, like, actually TOUGH as nails to get in, I've decided that my calling - the one thing that will make my LIFE SO INFINITELY HAPPIER and WHICH WILL GIVE ME A HIGHER PURPOSE ON THIS EARTH THAN SLEEPING IN LATE AND BUMMING AROUND LIKE A...BUMMER-LIKE PERSON - IS TO BE A PEDIATRICS NURSE (OR A NURSE OF ANYTHING WILL DO). And I'm not giving up on this dream, but while I reapply to USM's nursing program and sit on my thumbs while they dangle my fate in their hands, I'm just gonna think about getting a degree in English. Because I like English. I'm a book worm (even if...um, the last time I read a book for fun was something Meg Cabot-related and I speed-read through it because my mind has been high-jacked by important medical textbook reading) and English was always my best/favorite class in grade school.
So, y'know, even if getting an English degree was like plan...H, I'm gonna go ahead and see what happens on that front. (Or maybe I'll initiate my plan B - which is to try to get accepted to another school's Nursing program even if I have to move away and become a transfer student...but that's not something I'm ready for yet. And I don't have to think about Plan B until like April - when, again, USM School of Nursing decides if they want to rip out my heart and stomp on it.)
(My parents...bless them..were like, "so what can you do with an English degree?" I feel like that's what they're gonna be asking me for the rest of my life.)
Sigh. Well, that was long and rambly.
