dear sweet baby Jesus...

today was my first day of nursing school. well, sort of; it was really just orientation. i spent all day sitting in lecture halls listening to professors try and explain to us what to expect this first quarter. before lunch a few second year students took us on a tour of the health sciences building, and in the uplifting and encouraging way of any good future nurse, expressed that if we don't die in the first two quarters of the program, it probably means that we're invincible and could survive armageddon. in the afternoon we met the staff who will supervise us at our clinical sites in the hospital. they talked about dress codes, transportation to the sites, and how to avoid killing any patients on our first day. thanks a lot, everybody. i feel much better.

i also came to the unfortunate realization that school is expensive. i mean really, really expensive. my bank balance will be wiped out when i am finished buying books and materials alone--and this balance is already borrowed money.
so i'm sending out an invitation to all of the rich and generous people reading this blog: feel free to send any kind of financial support you want! i am no longer too proud to take it!
i realize this is in vain. i know plenty of wonderfully generous people, but unfortunately they also seem to be in this boat of paupers, rowing with me through the rough waters of debt and interest rates and loan cosolidation.

welcome to your generation, liz cooke. you have finally arrived...