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I am done with class. WOOHOO! For a week. But hey, it's better than nothing.
Since I haven't updated in awhile, I will back up a little.
A week ago monday i had my 3rd exam for my nursing class which went ok, but I should have done better and I should not have CHANGED MY ANSWERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Grrrrrr it makes me mad when I do that. Anyhoo so last week I had to start worrying about the final. On wednesday I had my girls over to study and instead of doing that, we went to get massages. Overall a very productive study session if you ask me. lol.
Friday was graduation. The speakers were long and boring. The president of the college took more time promoting his new library and asking for money than he did congratulating us, and the lady that read the names butchered them. I was considering showing up a few sheets to the wind, since there really is no other way to be at an mcc graduation. But I didn't. Sigh. After graduation my friends came out with me and my parents and we had a few drinks and got some dinner. It was fun. Mom seemed much more comfortable with Steve and Josh this time. But it was in a better setting...........a restaurant and there were enough people to make it not awkward.
Over the weekend I worked. And had to put up with a whiny little twit who can't handle her liquor and was still puking at 3 pm on sunday so she had to go home sick. I was so mad. Of all things I was the one who wanted to go home b/c I had an exam to study for and she goes home b/c she's a drunk. Nice. Oh and I got beaten up by one of my residents. Yeah, kicked in the crotch, slapped in the face and punched in the nose. I was a little bit more than pissed at that one.
And now to yesterday, the day from hell. So I get to school early to cram with my friends for the exam. It's at 1:30 and we get there really early. I was so nervous that I thought i was going to puke all morning. We took our exam and then the worry sets in. All i needed to pass was a 60, which i've never done that bad on a final, but I'm still worried and stressed. We go through the exam and I think if I counted right i got a 75 so I'm happy. After exams it's like a tradition for us to go to the bar and celebrate. So we go to the bar and start drinking. Well then I get a call from my dad who says Grandma wants to talk to me and invites me up to dinner. And i tried to say no. I really did, but my cousin was visiting from out of town so I had to go. I told her to go ahead without me for dinner b/c I was waiting for my grades to be posted, but no she says, Oh we'll wait for you. Oh lovely. So i've had 3 drinks and honestly need a couple more to prepare me for this evening of hell, but alas I don't and i go to dinner.
It seems like all of my cousins I compete with somehow. Rebecca, for instance, is also in nursing. I think it's exciting that i graduate, She's going to India to nurse over there. She doesn't have nearly the amount of exams that i do. and she doesn't go through the summer. in between us figuring this out, grandma butts in at least 20 times saying, "what was that dear?" and we have to start all over again.
So the longest dinner of my life is over and now I jsut want to go home. But no, grandma invites us back to her house for desert. And she invited some of my other cousins over so us girls could "catch up." Again, how do you say no to your grandmother? So I go and it takes forever and more of the whole having a conversation and having to explain it to everyone else in the room.
Then finally, at 10:00 i get to leave. I go to my mom and dad's to stop by and say hello. And mom gives me the silent treatment. Excuse me? Yeah that's right. It's my fault that she was alone all day and night and I should have left grandma's earlier. So she's pissed. Well fuck you, I didn't have to stop at all. And if this is how it's gonna be, I won't be coming up anymore. The one day that I am the most stressed out and didn't want to deal with more family bullshit, she starts in on me. So I leave and tell dad that she needs to knock it off or I won't be coming up anymore. And he's frusterated of course and starts saying, "well why are you so stressed, was this exam any harder than previous ones?" um, YES and even if it wasn't, it doesn't matter. This exam was the one that I had to deal with right now. And it is a big deal b/c now I have another class successfully under my belt. But with my parents beign so stupid and my grandmother being.......herself, I just didn't get to enjoy my night at all.
On my way home I call up the girls from class and find out where they are so I can join them at the bar. And that was the rest of my night. One girl was really drunk and kept showing her ass to people and dancing with the shoe-shine guy so I was trying my best to keep her fully clothed, yet still enjoy myself.
So at least I passed my class. I am officially done for a week. And it's my weekend off.