Blogging seems
to be a very popular activity across all age groups. However, while it seems to
be a popular activity, I have never written, followed, or even read a blog.
Thus, this is a new experience for me. I am a sophomore-nursing student at a
private university. As with most universities, being a student, especially a
nursing student, is accompanied by an extremely large amount of work. This work
includes studying, reading, doing assignments, and attending class. This large
amount of work seems to lead to a large amount of stress. Often, the first week
back to school, after a long break, is one of the most stressful weeks of the
entire semester because you are trying to find all of your classes.
Just
think about your first morning of the semester. You wake up and are all happy
because you have been enjoying your break. Shortly after this short feeling of
joy, you feel like you are supposed to be doing something today. Then, it hits you;
today is the first day of school. Unfortunately, you are then overcome with an
immense feeling of dread. After all, going back to school means long nights
with no sleep, filled with studying. These nights are not exactly the most fun
of nights. Shortly after you wake up, you are on your way to your first class.
Once you get to school, you attempt to find your classes, only to realize that
you do not know where any of the rooms are. You walk all around Knot Hall,
looking for room ten; however, no matter how hard you look, you cannot find it.
After looking for several minutes, someone informs you that room ten is in the
basement of the building. You finally find room ten; however, you realize that
room ten is for lab days and today is not a lab day, and the entire process of
trying to find your classroom repeats itself. Fortunately, this imagined story
did not happen to me this semester, as I seem to have finally learned where
everything is at school; however, it could very well happen to me next year, as
the School of the Sciences is moving to a new location. I can only imagine the
stress of trying to find everything, after we move.
In
conclusion, I feel as though the first week is one of the most stressful. If
all goes well, the second week is not quite as stressful. Then, before you know
it, just when you were starting to get used to things, the semester ends. The
new semester then begins and the process repeats itself. However, in the end,
it is all worth it. At least that is what my parents and professors tell me. I
strongly dislike school; however, the funny thing with nursing is that they
actually make you go to school. What a dumb idea. In case you have not picked
up, the last sentence was a joke. Stay tuned for some extremely stressful
stories, as the semester progresses.
