And So It Begins

    Well, it has begun. As I made the long 6-hour journey home early Saturday morning, I pondered to myself just how much fun I would actually have this Holiday Break. Upon returning home at noon, I immediately unpacked my clothes and talked about the comings-and-goings of my second-to-last semester at HU. It wasn't until later that afternoon that I found out my parents would be going to a Christmas pot-luck...which would leave little-old-me at home along...with NO food. So instead of taking an amazing nap to recover from said 6-hour drive, I decided to freshen up and go to the pot-luck. It was all fun and great...until it ended. That's when my body decided to backfire on me due to lack of sleep.
     I went to sleep that night hoping to sleep-in the following day--and that NEVER happened. No, I decided (with the helpful coercion from my mom) to wake up early and go to church. That was sorta okay, aside from the fact that I was still dead tired. Post-church, my mom, my aunt, my little cousin, and I went out on one of the most disappointing brunch outtings ever. The food was horrible and tasteless. I returned home hungry and sleepy. I went to sleep last night hoping to have a good whole day to myself to just relax and not care about anything...Until Target called me at 0730 this morning with hopes of giving me hours. "Well, I need the money," said my sleep-deprived and obviously non-functioning brain. So I accepted the given hours, and now here I sit typing and complaining to those of you who actually read this before I decided to actually get ready for the work that awaits me in less than an hour. So much for a good fun-filled break.

Anticipation...

     There's a lot of things that I have been anticipating for as of late...

• My grades from this semester
• Next semester
• The fate of my grades next semester
• Spring Break
• Getting proposed to (hopefully)
• Graduation
• Passing the NCLEX-RN/State Boards
• Etc.

     But most of all, I've been waiting so desperately for this Holiday season. For some reason there's something about this time of the year that just gets me so happy inside. Not just because of the expectation of gifts, not because I get to have a break from my vigorous Nursing classes, and DEFINITELY not because I'll be working at Target once I get home (even if I am getting a little extra money on the side). For some reason I just become a little bit more...content (I suppose) than I am compared to the rest of the year.
     One things for sure though: I absolutely can't wait til I take this last final exam tomorrow. I've been stressing about it all week, even though I really don't need to. I mean really...it's an open book exam--I really can't complain about that. I just wish it was scheduled a little bit earlier in the week as opposed to the last day of finals week cause I would have been way off campus by now and chillaxing comfortably in my home in NJ.
     Though it's unfortunate to say this break really won't be much of a "break." My break will probably look more along the lines of this:

1. Work
2. Study for next semester classes
3. More Work
4. Possible chill time with friends and family
5. Study
6. Work
7. Boyfriend visits (while I continue to Work and Study)
8. Study
9. Sleep
10. Study
11. Work
12. Return to Campus

...Yeah...This is looking to be an uneventful Holiday Break. But you know what? I'm still gonna feel content, not just because my boyfriend will be coming to visit, but moreso because it may be the last time the state of New Jersey will see me in a long, long time. I finally get to leave the small, backwards little town that I grew up in, where it seems as though generations and generations of families were born and raised (seriously, I've had high school teachers who were teachers to my friends' parents...it's wierd). Don't get me wrong...I'm going to severely miss my friends and family, but it's time for me to be independent and start fresh. I almost wonder if I would have felt this way if I stayed in-state for school as opposed to going out of state to Virginia.
     After I graduate in May 2012, I intend on moving in with my boyrfiend (hopefully fiancee by that time), and beginning my fresh new career as a Pediatric RN in a state that is NOT NJ. It's a much needed change that I think I have been looking forward to my whole life and I am very much so looking forward to this coming new year.

Definition of "Vigorous Spirit"

     Judging from the name, many of you will be able to tell pretty much what the majority of my writings will consist of: enthusiasm, vivid descriptions, flair, etc. As true as these words are synonyms of "vigorous," these ramblings essentially come from the depths of my heart and soul--synonymous of "spirit."
     However, these two words not only define the content of my future writings, but describe me as a person. My given name--which is actually a French noun--essentially means "vigorous spirit." Many people who have met and befriended me have often said, "You sure live up to your name's sake."
     In person, I really am very enthusiastic and very lively. But don't get me wrong--all fun and games aside--I am only human. I can have my tiny fits of rage, sadness, and sometimes just plain, old confusion and frustration. I can even have my "slow" moments; so judge me gently please, and enjoy the daily--or not so daily--rantings of what is seen through the eyes of this Vigorous Spirit.