Toto, I've a feeling we're not in Rexburg anymore.

How you know you're not at BYUI:

• Everyone shows up to class on the first day with their #2 pencils and their Dunkin Doughnuts coffee.
• The professor is wearing flip flops with her two-piece suit.
• She uses four-letter words when the computer won't work... and a few other times, too.
• And refers to "God" as a "she".
• There was no prayer to start class... but I always thought that was a little much.
• The building is freezing from AC & I still got eye fulls of flesh I would have rather not seen.

It was a great first week! I say that in complete honesty. And no, I am not at BYU-I anymore. But that is okay, it's preferable even. There are some splendidly nice people in my class & every professor I've met so far is a hoot. They've all smiled and said funny things and tried to make the wide-eyed, overwhelmed, 1st semester Nursing students feel comfortable and excited. (Except one, who glared at me when I saw her in the bathroom. Awkward.)

Mckay made it a great first day for me, complete with a heart-shaped love/back-to-school note taped on the door for me to find before I left for class. And when I came home that afternoon I was met by that handsome guy and pretty "happy first day of school" flowers.

I am excited to be in this nursing program, I feel so fortunate and blessed.  I am a little book worm, already trying to stay ahead in my reading and notes and flash-cards.  I am going to try to get through these next two years in the most organized and un-frenzied manner possible.  The organized part is doable for me, it's the un-frenzied part that will take some major effort.

So here I go.  It's the start of months of CLEW plans, heavy books, heavier reading, stethoscopes, gloves, gowns, brain overload, new material, new people, Greenwich hospital, drugs and dosage calculations, and I'm sure an entire plethora of other things I don't have the slightest clue about.