In my last post I was all sorts of excited about my new growth after I returned from Atlanta. *sigh* Well, shortly after I wrote that entry, I became absolutely frustrated when I attempted to style my transitioning hair as though it was fully natural. I'd watched a darling tutorial video on YouTube, and I was sure the style would look just too good on lil' ole me. Not so much. The ends that should have been robust and springy came out limp and stringy. Needless to say I was not a happy camper. The funny thing is, I went to school that day looking passably cute, but because the style did not look the way it was supposed to I walked around with the ugh face on (in my mind) most of the day. That led to me going home and dramatically chopping off all my permed ends. That is right, I have been fully natural since November 1, 2010. My hair is happy and thriving more than ever. With my Nappiversary coming up in a week or so, I plan to post some length photos that will likely blow my mind. I am TOO happy with my kinks, coils and curls. See?
That's about what it's looking like these days -- all full, free and fun-loving. Except on clinical days, which brings me to my next point:
I GOT INTO NURSING SCHOOL!!!!
Now, this did not happen overnight, as you all well know. As a matter of fact, I applied to four schools and was systematically rejected from each of them. Well, I was rejected from three and waitlisted at one. I felt a little down about that, but I vowed to gear up to try again come spring application time. In fact, in June I re-applied at one of the schools that had rejected me, and I was readying my files to apply to another school I hadn't even thought about before in September. Getting into nursing school, by hook or by crook, was going to happen for me, ya know?
One hot day, and I do mean hot because I was chillin' in short shorts and a colorful wifebeater this particular afternoon, I received a phone call from a program secretary as I sat in my living room thinking up my next funky-unky new hairdo. I wish I could remember the exact wording of the conversation. I really do. All I know is she said "We have a seat for you in the fall class" and I pretty much went deaf and numb with excitement. She rattled off some information for me, but I had to have her repeat everything because I couldn't stop smiling and celebrating long enough to behave like a responsible adult. Yes, my son was watching in confused amazement.
When I got off the phone I felt like the family in Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory after the glee of finding a golden ticket had somewhat worn off. "Classes start the 15th of August? That's in three weeks! I've got a bazillion things to do before then!!!!" Cue this face:
Last week we wrapped up our first quarter (ya girl pulled out of that with a 4.0 -- holla!), and we have pretty much jumped out of the frying pan and into the fire. Real sick people in a real hospital...very little room for games. I'm so excited. My friends who are further along in their programs say I am still in the honeymoon phase. Whatever. I intend to enjoy my experience and absorb every bit. I want to look back on these days and be reminded why all the blood, sweat and tears were worth it. Yep. Honeymoon phase. Hahahaha. First real patient in Med-Surge next week. We'll see!
There have been a couple new developments as well while I have been away. One would hope to have some new developments in the course of an entire year though, right? Sheesh! Growth, change and progression are all the names of the game!
First new thing: I am actually interested in (gasp) sewing! That's right. One day I read another blog (shouts out to xoJane) and was inspired. You see, the writer challenged herself to not buy any clothing for an entire year and to sew her clothes instead. Well, as much as I like clothes (and shoes. and accessories.), I could totally see that being a challenge. I browsed through my own closet and realized most of the things in it are either from my Spelman days (which were almost 10 years ago) or when I was pregnant (and my boobs are so not that big anymore). I am definitely due for a revamp. With that said, I am taking a break from clothes shopping (shoe and accessory shopping will never cease), and I will be systematically replacing each item in my wardrobe with something deliciously handmade. I have an abundance of fabric, an awesome computerized sewing machine and hundreds of buttons (I love buttons) and zippers. This, my friends, is what life is about!
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| I made that shirt |
My last development is about my love life -- I actually have one!!! While I am an open book about the things I blog about, I actually am a private person. I probably won't chronicle the story of my new love the way I will certainly (try to) detail my journey through nursing school and my natural hair experience, but I did want to mention here that I found this wonderful man on a dating website. And he is neither a stalker nor a serial killer. Will wonders never cease?!
So, to sum all this up (fat chance), I will be sewing and blogging mainly to give my mind something to retreat to when I need to approach nursing school material with freshish eyes. I'll keep you up on my progress, and since I may be too busy to really get in the kitchen and mix up lotions and potions like I used to do, you might find a hair product review here and there. A toast, good folks, to not totally disappearing into obscurity because Iggy and Taylor (the inanimate objects known as my textbooks) demand it! Until next time, which will not be 365 days from now, live life!!!
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