That's actually the story of my senior year of high school into college. In my 4 years in high school, I never studied for more than maybe 2 hours every week, if that, and managed to get straight As with my only Bs ever being in science courses. Ironically, I went into nursing for college. I didn't want to, though. It was the last on the list of things I wanted to do, but it was only there because my parents vehemently pushed it. Like everything else on my list, it helped people, so I decided to give it a shot.
Going into my freshman year, I was terrified about how I'd do because I was such a slacker. My school had one of the most difficult nursing programs in the state and just about every professor told all the freshmen that less than 50% of us would pass the first year. Upper classmen kept telling us to study the chapters in our anatomy class for at the very, very least an hour every night. Long story short, the year came to a close and I finished with a 3.8 GPA, I was on the dean's list both semesters, and I was inducted into 2 different honor societies.
I actually had a long thing typed up after this, but I realized I was tooting my own horn. So instead, here's the For those with attention deficiency disorders, here is a summarized snippet of the general ramblings for you to ponder over - version. I found myself quite unhappy with what I was doing and I didn't think I would be happy in the future, despite having job security and a huge paycheck from being a nurse. I switched to English Education and now I'm a happy duck.![]()







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