I'm coming up on my last month of college before doing my externship. It's very bitter sweet for me. I remember my first day of college. I was terrified. I had such a horrible high school experience and was worried that college would be the same. I remember I had wanted to get to class early on my first day, however my husband decided at the last minute he needed to run to the store, so I ended up getting to class just in the nick of time. The class room was packed full and I had to walk in in front of everyone and find an empty seat. I remember sliding into my seat hoping that no one was staring at me. A week before that, I met a girl during an open house that I hit it off with immediately. I was hoping she was in my class but I didn't see her. The room was packed but there was some sort of mess up and some students were in the wrong classroom, so some of them had to change classrooms. That's when my new friend Tanya came into the room. I had fun in that first class and made some great friends. Only a few of us out of that whole class still remain; everyone else quit. College has been so great. I've not had any problems; most of the students are older and there's not as much childish drama bullshit like in high school. Don't get me wrong, you still have the young and immature crowd here and there, but they usually don't last long either. I've made so many great friends, even a few that could be considered a best friend. I've learned something in every single class. I've had good teachers and I've had bad teachers.
For two years now, I've been going to school 3 nights a week from 6-10pm. Even though it was school, it was still like my little break from the mommy chaos, and a chance for me to get out and have adult conversations. These 2 years have just flown by so quickly. A couple of my friends are already finished. I'm really going to miss everyone, even though we will still keep in touch on Facebook, it won't be the same as seeing them every week. I'm going to miss John, the sweet old security guard. I'm going to miss some of the teachers, especially the one I have now. If I wanted to, I could add another major which would add another 6 months or so onto my schooling, but I don't want to really do that. My externship starts in August and I'm absolutely terrified. Terrified that I haven't learned enough or that I will mess something up. Eeeeek! 160 hours of non-paid work is really going to suck ass, unless I can find a job in the medical field before that.
On the other hand, it will be nice to be home in the evenings with my family. I will be there to make dinner and for bed time and homework. There are pros and cons to both, I guess.
I'm sooo glad I took the initiative to go back to college. I was really worried going back after all of these years, but it was a great decision.
