Moving Day is in 1 more day..

And Im offically terrified. :(

Set Yourself On Fire

"When you set yourself on fire, people love to come and see you burn." - John Wesley

 

This quote keeps coming back into my mind latley, I really like it. To me, it can be interpreted in many ways.. one of which is about passion. Finding your passion and letting the burn consume you, allowing your passions be clear for all to see. The opposite could be said of this quote aswell.. Its a cruel world, and hating to admit this, but people love to watch others fail, it gives them a stronger sense of belonging and self-worth. I like it, keeps you thinking ...

I want to burn with passion one day.

3 weeks!

Well, thats that. Moving day has been set, job has been gotten, and now full on panick mode has set in.

Heres hoping I can stay sane for the next 3 weeks..

Cubicle Hell & Changes

My current job is boring. BORING. Right now, I am currently sitting here trying to make 1 hours worth of work last me through till next week, its ridiculous. So to kill some time I started making a to-do list. I'll be finding out tonight about a job I'm hoping to get in Alberta... if all goes well, I will be packing all my things up and leaving in just under 4 weeks. So my to-do list has since jumped from a measly 4 entries, to a whopping 17!! *Cue head explosion* 

 

 

I've never made a big move.. I can count on one hand how may times I have moved in my 23 years of life, and all times have been within a 5 km radius, let alone a completely different province. So to say I am starting to stress just a bit might be a slight understatement, but I'm sure I will figure it out. The prospect of spending the next unknown amount of time away from my family and friends is a daunting one.. When was the last time I was thrown into a situation where I actually had to make more than 1 friend?! Its like the horrors of elementary school all over again.. Do I offer to split my cookies over coffee break in hopes someone will take my under their wing and into the proverbial playground? Here's hoping to figuring this one out early. Once school starts things should be a bit different, of course then my stress levels are going to skyrocket through the roof. Let me regress.. I am not complaining.

 

 

But, not to be repetitive, change is what I am excited for. I am currently sitting in a cubicle.. I can look around and feel everyone else's misery. All I can hear is the constant *Click click* of peoples fingers jamming into their keyboards.. My view consists of a wall and some dieing flowers (I'm sorry, I never could keep them alive, green thumb I do not have). At least as a nurse, my view is going to be changing.. Sure I will see the sterile (or not so) walls of a hospital day in and day out, but everything else will come and go. So a few more weeks of this cubicle hell and I am out!

 

 

*Side not.. taking a minute to remember all those lives lost 11 years ago in the tragic events that took place in New York on September 11, 2001. Never forget*

About me, and why I am where I am

I hated hospitals as a kid. I hated the Doctors, the dentists, the nurses ... anything to do with the medical field was not up my alley. I couldn't even handle the site of blood, or the thought of a needle coming at me. Somewhere along the lines of growing up that all changed. Maybe it was the constant in and out of hospitals I was doing with relatives, friends who had died from car accidents, or cancer or something else entirely depressing. Somewhere along the line I stopped being afraid of it all, and wanted to be a part of it. I wanted to be a part of helping people, of healing them, not just physically, but mentally as well. I wanted to walk the halls of the hospitals and see the patients getting better, surrounded by love. Unfortunately that also comes with the patients who aren't getting better, or the patients who don't have anyone with them. But knowing, when all is said and done and I am finally about to walk those halls, I can be there for these people and their families. I can see new life come, and old life go. I get to see the ups and downs of life and be a part of that.

 

 

I've been struggling for some time now to get into nursing school. My high school years were spent worrying more about my social status, the clothes I owned, the parties I went to... You never really listen to your parents when they tell you to buckle down and work hard because these 5 years are going to set you up in life. No, unfortunately I had to figure out the hard way, that maybe all those times your parents are sitting there nagging you, maybe, just maybe they had a point. I think about a year and a bit after graduating high school was when I finally decided that I wanted to become a nurse. I went online, with the encouragement of my mom and my grandma, and I applied at the local university. I had some classes I needed to take to get myself in the program and I thought that was that! In 4 years time, I am going to be a nurse! I couldn't have been more incorrect. 1-2 classes turned into 3-4, and a high school class here and there. By the way, in Canada, Nursing school is very competitive. So here I am, 3 years after deciding I wanted to be a nurse and I am finally (Finally!) getting my chance. Its not quite the chance I had envisioned for myself though, but I will take it in stride.

 

 

I've always lived in BC in the lower mainland. I loved Vancouver and all it has to offer. My friends, my family, my whole life is here. I've found myself lately wanting a change though, reinvent myself, make some new friends (I will always keep the current ones, never fear!) and just start over. I have this chance now, as I have been accepted into the LPN program in Alberta. 16 months of straight school and I have a diploma in nursing and a whole bunch of opportunities waiting at my feet! For any future nursing students who are getting discouraged about the wait, consider an LPN program. Not only will you get to start you career sooner, but its a good stepping stone. I will not stop at my diploma, no way, I plan on getting my Bachelors Degree while working as an LPN and gaining experience. There is lots of schools that offer entry into 2nd or 3rd year, some offer online distance bridging programs. My point is, don't let a daunting waitlist deter you from doing what you want to do. If you have to, take a few extra steps and make it work for you.

 

 

So here we have it, in a few months I am starting school. I am packing the few things I have and moving away from home for the first time. I am trading in my bustling city surrounded by beautiful mountains and oceans, for the cold, flat lands of Alberta. Am I nervous? Hell yes I am. But that is over-powered by the excitement for a new opportunity to learn, and to top it all off, I get to watch my niece grow up! So folks (who am I kidding, I am the only one reading this), there you have it. This blog will regale my next chapter and adventures in life. Stay tuned.