nervous? scared? excited? a whole bunch of...

Tomorrow is the day- I go back to college.  I feel like a dork- I'm not mocking higher education- but I just feel like a dork.  I turn 38 this week. I will have a class on my birthday, in the evening.  I guess no B-day dinner will be taking place on my B-day. For a girl who has attended many different colleges/universities- always changing my major- changing my mind [location].  I really have zero to show for it- except I had to pay back a lot of student loans. I have some cool bits of pieces- of-knowledge from an assortment of classes [I LOVED catastrophic geology] and some wild memories from past friends and boyfriends.  Okay- It DEFINITELY requires college and some Canadian friends to decide a weekend road trip to Toronto. It also requires a young college student [me- at the time] to come up with the wonderful lie that you are spending the weekend at your friend's Fathers' Shore House AND that you are not really going to Canada.  Toronto is definitely NOT the Jersey shore- but Labatt's taste the same in both areas.  It was just the fact that in one location- I could legally buy it.. and in the other location Well.... the fake Canadian ID came in handy. 

As I'm getting older [pushing 40! Yikes!!!] I realized I need a career/job/some earning of money activity. Since all the 'forgotten' past college majors never panned out... A professional Photographer for Surfer Magazine, a Meteorologist for the TV news or a Special Education teacher.  I thought about different things I'd like to do- different careers- and then it hit me--> nursing school. I'm going to become a nurse. It takes a while to get use to.  Taking me a while to get use to hearing it... saying it... thinking it. Through our community college and the huge monopoly hospital system here-  I can accomplish this goal in 2-3 years time.  I will become an RN and work at the hospital- and be all ER-ish. I'm not mocking it-- I know it's serious stuff. I actually would prefer to work in a hospital- vs. a doctors office or a school [hell no!  I do not want to be a school nurse].  I like the idea of the whole 'working in the middle of night- not knowing who will walk through the hospitals doors next' kind of thing. If there is a bit of mockery/humor here it's because I'm nervous and okay, I'm scared.  Just when I went to register I felt odd/nerdy/weird/OLD!!!  I'll also admit-  I did rule out one nursing program because of the uniform.  Okay- it's a Catholic hospital and the class pictures- for each graduating year- were taken in front of this Jesus picture.  I'm not a Jesus-person. I'm not a religious person- at all!  But that's not reason for the ruling out. It was the uniforms. They honestly wore White shirts, white SKIRTS with white stockings and little WHITE NURSING CAPS. It's like borderline bad Porn outfit or re-visiting the 50's.  It frightened me~ seriously.  This should be interesting....