tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-83067245551221481882024-03-21T02:55:47.081-07:00A New Chaptermeghanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14661598329024486591noreply@blogger.comBlogger77125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306724555122148188.post-84684420787676511062012-05-16T14:12:00.001-07:002012-05-16T14:12:28.062-07:00Hello There.I have not posted since November!! That's crazy. And I don't regulary check out blogs like I used to anymore. Just haven't felt like it really. But I thought I'd post a quickie.<br />
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Not much has happened. Had some negativity in my life for a bit and didn't realize how much it was affecting my heart, soul, and happiness. I cannot tell you how grateful I am for life, the gospel, and who I am, especially this last year. But this negative thing just took it away piece by piece without me even realizing it until I was not myself anymore. So I had to pull myself away and it's been hard at times, but I know in the end it's for the best. I then went to Italy, which was amazing! Being there and experiencing something beautiful put things in perspective for me. Beautiful buildings, history, food, people. It was so wonderful! I can't wait go back! <br />
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Oh, I caught the travel bug so I just booked another trip to Hawaii in July! Not too shabby. Why not live while you're alive and nothing is holding you back?? Why keep waiting for life to happen when you can make life actually <em>happen</em>?? <br />
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Hope anyone that reads this is doing well! :) Sorry for missing some good reads lately! <br />
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<br />meghanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14661598329024486591noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306724555122148188.post-61179206046374300752011-11-21T01:05:00.001-08:002011-11-21T01:10:56.041-08:00Like Whoa.It's been awhile since I've posted anything. Not much to tell. I'm just extremely happy with my life. I've set some new goals and love where I'm at and where I'm going. I want to always be going and that's what is making me happy. <br />
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My job is still great and have had some really "interesting" and scary experiences there.<br />
My new place I'm living in is still amazing and always gets better with the wonderful people I live with.<br />
I'm taking more control of my health and feel happier for it.<br />
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I don't know how else to explain anything. I love being so blessed and so happy. I'm learning to have an attitude of gratitude and that really helps me fulfil everything else.<br />
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Hope everyone else is doing well!! <br />meghanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14661598329024486591noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306724555122148188.post-15550006928825897402011-08-12T10:06:00.000-07:002011-08-12T10:09:20.852-07:00Moving Day.Yup, today is the day! I've moving out. My family is probably super excited about this one! <br />
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I've been thinking about moving to my own place lately (it's about time I grew up, right??) and I've been apartment hunting for the last couple of weeks. It's been so fun dreaming of my own place, but renting just a one bedroom is so <em>expensive</em>! Geez. I could almost buy a house for the amount of rent I'd be paying. But I'm not ready for the expenses of my own house quite yet either. <br />
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Luckily, I found a house to rent instead that is beautiful and has a backyard! Love backyards. At first I wasn't thrilled with the idea of having roommates, but after seeing the house, talking to my future roommates, and knowing I wouldn't be breaking the bank, I felt a lot better about it than renting an apartment. It all just seemed to work out and this is what I need to be doing for right now. <br />
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It may not be my <em>own</em> dream house, but it's close to it. I'll post pictures after we're all moved in.<br />
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Ok, I'll post one picture.. the kitchen is AMAZING!!! Pretty much the reason I wanted to live there. I will be attempting my cooking skills in this place... keyword: attempting. I may just end up eating a lot of cereal instead.<br />
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meghanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14661598329024486591noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306724555122148188.post-3722252383601433672011-07-10T23:56:00.000-07:002011-07-11T00:06:15.073-07:00Latest Happenings<div style="text-align: center;">I can't sleep right now so I decided I'd blog something instead.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">What I've been up to...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I had FIVE whole days off from work so I went to Utah in my brand new car to celebrate! Loved that I could drive a car that I wasn't afraid would break down on me. It was a wonderful trip and I'm so happy that I got to go home. Made me miss it. Especially the trees. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"> Visiting my brother's 1908, ghetto house.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Visiting my gorgeous friend Andrea and eating at The Oaks in Ogden Canyon. The food is so good and the view was was perfect! We ate by the river!! How have I not been here?? </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The waterfall in Ogden Canyon. I can't believe I never noticed this before! </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">You'd think I'd never seen green before and technically I really haven't in about 5 years. Vegas has ruined my idea of green apparently. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We went to the Capitol to watch a movie in the park. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">It was surprisingly cold that night too! Or maybe I'm too accustomed to Vegas weather now. </td></tr>
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">I also went to Lagoon but decided to not take any pictures for some reason even though I had my camera with me. The rollarcoasters were just too much fun and I was eating too much cotton candy to even think about it. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I haven't really been up to much else besides work and work is still going well. Feeling like things are starting to make sense compared to when I first started.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Also, my best friend Leah got married! That was wonderful to experience and be a part of even though there was so much behind-the-scenes drama. What wedding doesn't have drama though?? It still turned out perfectly and I couldn't be happier for them!</div><div style="text-align: center;"> (All I know is, I will hire someone else to do everything if I ever get married. Geez).</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Also started doing <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bikram_yoga">Bikram Yoga</a>. Torturously amazing I tell you! But being off for 2 weeks for the wedding and this vacation did not help one bit. So it feels like day 1 again.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">And that's the latest for now. Happy Summer Time! </div>meghanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14661598329024486591noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306724555122148188.post-14422883676130804932011-05-26T23:25:00.000-07:002011-05-26T23:25:16.627-07:00Baby Blue<div style="text-align: center;">Dream job... check!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Dream car... check, check!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Yes it's come true. I got my dream car and even better than I could have imagined! I feel so blessed. I wasn't even planning on buying a car and it just happened. I guess that's how great things in our life happen sometimes, right? Unplanned.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Introducing: <em>My</em> 2007 Toyota Camry LE:</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">(I just want to stare at it <em>all</em> day!)</span></div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Next... dream vacation!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Instead of Paris, I'll be going to Italy. This makes me happier because I have more of an interest in Italy than Paris. Plus, I cannot wait to eat <em>real</em> Italian food!!!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Then, the ultimate dream... my dream house! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">But that's waaaay down the road. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">So until then I'm going to enjoy this. </div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">And I apologize for how jumpy this post may seem. I'm just a little happy today :)</span></div>meghanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14661598329024486591noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306724555122148188.post-61114829834486457232011-04-29T16:50:00.000-07:002011-04-29T16:52:59.704-07:00My Favorite Things...<div style="text-align: center;">1. I get to enjoy my weekend off (5 day weekend to be exact!!) and go to some baseball games. That makes my heart melt.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">2. I haven't cared much about the royal wedding but I woke up this morning and decided to watch some re-runs/clips and now I'm a believer. Her dress was magical, elegant, and perfect. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">3. I'm going to be taking my first trip ever on my own! It'll be next year and I'll be going to London and Paris with one of those tour groups with a good friend of mine. After finishing school and getting the dream job, I kept wondering, what now?? I'm satisfied with my career, my friends are all moving on, what do I do now?? For the last 3 or 4 years, it was always "finish school, just finish school, get a job." I didn't think much of what to do after I was done because the end didn't seem in sight at the time. And now that I've done that I've felt lost so tt's nice to have something to look forward to. Plus, what's the point of working if you're not going to live?? We work to live, not live to work (that's how I'm justifying all this!)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
4. My dream car. I know exactly what I want, but can't pick out a color yet. Plus, I'm working on getting a few things taken care of before I commit to that big of a purchase. So I guess I have another thing I'm looking forward to.<br />
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5. My hair.<br />
hahaha! Ok that sounds lame, but I can't think of anything else and since I just put my hair up in <em>one</em> try, which never happens, that makes me like life.<br />
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Happy Weekend! </div>meghanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14661598329024486591noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306724555122148188.post-63569889248361092362011-04-13T22:10:00.000-07:002011-04-13T22:15:31.290-07:00My ABC's<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span">I've been seeing this little game lately and thought I'd give it a try. Why else? Because I'm bored and I realize I haven't updated this blog for awhile...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: medium;">A</span></span></b>ge: 26</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: medium;">B</span></span></b>ed size: Queen</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: medium;">C</span></span></b>hore you hate: Cleaning the bathroom. I will avoid it at all costs or bribe other people to do it.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: medium;">D</span></span></b>ogs: We used to have a pug named Maggie and now we have this other dog named Lucy. I have no idea what breed she is, but she's so <em>cute</em>! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: medium;">E</span></span></b>ssential start of your day: ESPN.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: medium;">F</span></span></b>avorite color: Pink. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: medium;">G</span></span></b>old or silver: Silver. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: medium;">H</span></span></b>eight: 5'6".</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">I</span></b></span>nstruments I play (or have played): I played the sax in 6th grade for like a couple months. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: medium;">J</span></span></b>ob title: Registered Nurse. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: medium;">K</span></span></b>ids: Just my dog. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">L</span></b></span>ive: Las Vegas, NV. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: medium;">M</span></span></b>om's name: Lorie</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">N</span></b></span>ickname: Meg(s), Woody</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: medium;">O</span></span></b>vernight hospital stays: None.. knock on wood. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: medium;">P</span></span></b>et peeve: When people are late when they said they would be there at a <em>certain time</em>!!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">Q</span></b></span>uote from a movie: "There's no crying in baseball!" </div><div style="text-align: center;">-League of their Own</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: medium;">R</span></span></b>ight or left handed: I write with my left hand and do pretty much everything else with my right hand. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">S</span></b></span>iblings: I'm the oldest of four.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">T</span></b></span>ime you wake up: Depends on the day. If I work, 5:15ish; if I don't work, around 8 or 9. And if I had a really bad day the day before at work... never! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: medium;">U</span></span></b>nderwear: Do you mean right now? </div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: medium;">V</span></span></b>egetables you dislike: Most of them.. too many to name.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: medium;">W</span></span></b>hat makes you run late: I'm rarely late.. I'm actually always early because I hate being late. I live by the quote.. "Better to be 3 hours too soon than one minute too late." -Shakespeare. You never know what opportunity you could be missing... :) </div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: medium;">X</span></span></b>-rays you've had done: Teeth. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Y</span></span></b>ummy food you make: Nothing! Probably why I'll never get married :P </div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">Z</span></b></span>oo animal: Tigers. </div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
I know I'm boring, but whatever, if you've made it to this last sentence then you are just as boring as I am!! bahahahaha!!! jk :)</div>meghanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14661598329024486591noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306724555122148188.post-42786574329997899532011-02-25T21:27:00.000-08:002011-02-25T21:33:28.490-08:00Starting Over.My job is fantastic! I've been in training the last 6 weeks and now I'll be on my own starting Sunday... yikes! Wish me luck. Handling six patients has been good and I'm surprised I'm handling it, but I don't know how it'll be without someone there with me all the time. <br />
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But that's not what I want to talk about. I decided it's a good time to start over and I'm referring to my wardrobe. I kid you not, I have not been clothes shopping since starting nursing school!! I never had time, money, and I didn't really care about it because it sucks to shop when you don't have money coming in. Of course, I may have bought an occassional few items here and there in the past, but looking at my clothes now you'd never know it because they're falling apart or stained or both (I really am not a great caretaker of clothes apparently). Now I've decided to slowly replace old clothes with new ones!<br />
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Also, all I have bought with any extra spending money I have is scrubs. That's great and all, but I don't live in the hospital. So I decided since I never shop just for myself, I can justify in going... and I'm<em> loving it</em>.meghanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14661598329024486591noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306724555122148188.post-83992462108589637292011-01-21T23:16:00.000-08:002011-01-21T23:16:56.915-08:00I'm so in love...With my life that is.<br />
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My job is amazing and perfect for me. I've never been happier and I'm glad it worked out the way it did because I thought what I wanted was what was better for me. And it turns out the thing I wanted probably wouldn't have been as great as I thought. The change I was given has been even better than I can imagine. <br />
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I still can't believe how much the Lord's hand has played in my life and how He's given me so much when I haven't deserved it at all. Especially because it took me so long to see it and it took me so long to stop being a selfish brat about it. I'm so grateful and I hope to remember these happy moments for when hard times come. I honestly haven't felt this truly happy ever in my life. I didn't know such happiness and joy existed! I didn't know I would ever be allowed such joy in this life. Is that crazy or what??<br />
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This quote is for future reference and I just love it:<br />
<em>“If we approach adversities wisely, our hardest times can be times of greatest growth, which in turn can lead toward times of greatest happiness.”</em> -Elder Wirthlinmeghanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14661598329024486591noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306724555122148188.post-34824316369776067402011-01-02T17:54:00.000-08:002011-01-02T17:54:18.929-08:00One Resolution.<div style="text-align: center;">Happy New Year!!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I love feeling like you can start over during this time of year. Granted, that can be anytime of the year, but why not do it right after the holidays when all the sweets are gone?? ha ha ha!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">So far I've been keeping up with my project (since October) and that's kind of exciting to me because I usually get bored at this point and I haven't yet. So, yay! And since it's the new year I thought I'd share it again as something I'll be working on for this coming year. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Sooo... if you want to check it out, then click <a href="http://capturingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/">HERE</a>.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Hope everyone is doing well!</div>meghanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14661598329024486591noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306724555122148188.post-72377088081987215232010-12-29T22:36:00.000-08:002010-12-29T22:36:38.536-08:00Work Update.I feel a lot better about all of it. I'm actually really, really happy!<br />
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I've been on the floor the past couple of days and it's been great! Still don't know what I'm doing half of the time, but luckily everyone has been really helpful and nice. I like knowing there's so much to do in this field even though I'm not independent yet. But I'm in no rush for that! ha ha ha! Just like taking the baby steps for now.<br />
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I am so happy and relieved to have this job. I can't stop feeling so good inside!! I've never had that happen to me before.<br />
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BUT...<span style="font-size: x-small;"> (now this is my negative side talking)</span> I'm just worried because you know the saying, "What goes up, must come down."<br />
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Hmmm.... just hoping I can handle it all when that happens because the way I've been feeling lately, that "down" is going to be really <em>hard</em>.<br />
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So... new goal for the new year:<br />
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Face every challenge head on and with a better attitude than before. <br />
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Ok go!meghanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14661598329024486591noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306724555122148188.post-38427154468017705882010-12-15T15:28:00.000-08:002010-12-15T15:28:19.088-08:00Yikes!I'm so nervous and I haven't even started yet. Plus, I'm worried about a few things not working out so my dream job feels like it could be taken away at any moment. PLUS, with all the talk about the program and expectations I keep feeling even more inadequate so I keep worrying that it <em>will</em> be taken away. Are they sure <em>my</em> name was the one they picked??<br />
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I haven't even started yet and I'm already feeling this way. Can't imagine what I'll feel like if they let me on the floor! meghanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14661598329024486591noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306724555122148188.post-83621122194317703712010-12-10T17:27:00.000-08:002010-12-10T17:27:35.622-08:00Well....<div style="text-align: center;">Yes, yes it's true... <span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"><em>I GOT THE JOB!!!!</em></span></div><br />
Somehow everything worked out perfectly and so far still is. Looking back at <em>everything</em>, especially the last four years, I can finally see how it worked out... <em>everytime</em>. Sadly I couldn't see it <em>during</em> that time with all the tears, fears, struggles, selfishness, anguish, pity, stress (ok, ok you get the picture). But it's time to learn from that, leave it behind, and move on so I can embrace the present and future. I'm so grateful for this opportunity and still don't feel like I deserve it. But I'm going to do my best with it and earn it :) <br />
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So the job is a new graduate program at a hospital that I worked at during my last semester of school. I really, really liked working there and have been wanting to start my career there (yes, I said career.. how cool is that?!). I've been in contact with people there since I graduated and have been just waiting it out until an opportunity like this came. It's hard for new graduates to get a job without experience because it cost a lot more money to train a new graduate then it does someone with experience. This is the first time this hospital or any hospital in Nevada has ever done a new graduate program. It's so new to the hospital that I'm not sure exactly what will be going on, but this is what I understand of it so far...<br />
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It's a one year residency which means a guaranteed job for a year!! Yay! For the first five weeks we'll be rotating on all the different units and afterwards we'll pick/be assigned a unit. We'll then have a preceptorship for 6-8 weeks on that unit. But that's as much as I know so far. I'm sure there will be classes and such in between and throughout. But the point is, they'll be designing this program for <em>us</em>!!<br />
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I'm extremely nervous and yet I have never been so at peace and felt so happy about my life now and the future. <br />
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Thank you to an understanding, patient, loving Heavenly Father for still believing in me even though I don't deserve it. And thank you for wonderful family and friends for the love, support, and prayers!!!<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><em>I finally made it!!! </em></div>meghanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14661598329024486591noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306724555122148188.post-39234135099472314362010-12-02T23:45:00.000-08:002010-12-02T23:46:20.166-08:00Interview.Finally had my first nursing interview today. Couldn't sleep and I was eating anything in sight because I was so stressed about it. I've been on plenty of interviews before, but this was my first grown-up interview so it's kind of a big deal.<br />
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We had two interviews in one day with two different panels. I felt so average, inadequate and unoriginal, but who doesn't feel that way during an imporant interview when you have no experience?! Moving on... <br />
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It's hard to say how they're going to determine who gets in with so many good applicants... so this weekend is going to be pretty <em>nerve racking</em>. But at least I can say I've been on one nursing interview since graduating <span style="font-size: x-small;">(and I secretly hope it will be my last)</span> so whatever happens will be for the best.... right?!<br />
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Ok, I'll find out next week if I made the cut and if I did I'll expound more on it. If not, well... whoever reads this will get to hear me complain some more :D Lucky you! meghanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14661598329024486591noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306724555122148188.post-6015866621891802082010-11-21T23:29:00.000-08:002010-11-21T23:30:00.527-08:00Photo Shoot!!I'm not a photographer by any means, but my dear friend Ferlayna asked me (of all people!) to take some shots of her and we had a little fun. Plus, I think she's gorgeous and wanted to show her off!! <br />
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I took so many photos and had a hard time choosing some, but here are a few of my favorites... <br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">(This last one is the one she chose to hang on her wall... I feel like a proud mama!!)</span></div><br />
<div align="center"></div>meghanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14661598329024486591noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306724555122148188.post-91683241081777097422010-11-13T09:01:00.000-08:002010-11-13T09:01:43.325-08:00Better.I realized how negative my last post was and I just wanted to update. Feeling much better and finding things in my life that are better than I could hope for. It's just taking me a little effort and a lot of prayer. <br />
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The end.meghanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14661598329024486591noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306724555122148188.post-8527107793048907682010-11-01T13:11:00.000-07:002010-11-01T13:11:22.194-07:00Just a Thought<div style="text-align: center;">"I feel like I'm exisiting instead of living." </div><br />
Found that on a postsecret card and just realized that's how I've been feeling lately too. The problem is trying to get away from that feeling, but not knowing exactly how to either. So discouraging and frustrating when you want to live, but others (including yourself) keep making you exist. meghanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14661598329024486591noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306724555122148188.post-36424592049715852962010-10-04T23:21:00.000-07:002010-10-04T23:38:57.686-07:00Hello, Hello!<div align="center">What you've missed... </div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">1. I graduated from college.</div><br /><div align="center"></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524446312042017554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0tpqo2djH62VeuLfnhMNeveu1Fn2ZRiMgZC21PfFGtnj2eFt3wHyBru5DORsIY08uL8-SRUfRiMsCjjT__GxHpvSVSXwOpLX_dwQxiFmDy1X1iuZGACeFKOHbTLOsVSnvQMLbKfQrlw/s200/IMG_3645.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">2. I took my boards and miraculously passed, which gave me my RN license :D</div><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">3. My birthday. Which was utterly awesome because I got to spend it with family I never see, friends that are always there, and the idea that my future is about to unfold.</div><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">4. I started another <a href="http://capturingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/">PROJECT</a>. Or should I say, I'm attempting the same project.. again... for the millionth time. No guarantees on this one either... I tend to say that and not follow through so no promises! :P I decided to do it here on blogger to see how I like it since I've seen some friends have it on here as well and found that I do like it. So follow along if you want :) And just to warn you, I'm not great with pictures nor am I good with how to fix up a blog so... yea. It is, what it is. </div><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center">5. And just went more blonde... literally.. not dumb blonde joke blonde!! :P But it could have affects on my brain so we'll see! </div>meghanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14661598329024486591noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306724555122148188.post-66206874415951381682010-08-08T21:11:00.000-07:002010-08-08T21:28:16.974-07:00Another of Life's LessonsEvery semester I've had to come back from something. I thought this was the one semester that things would be ok, not amazing or great, just ok and that was enough for me because I felt like I finally learned from my mistakes in the past and I would be able to get to enjoy that accomplishment. <br /><br />How foolish of me to think such a thing! I missed passing that exam by one question. I keep dwelling on everything I didn't do, but it's not going to change anything and I can't let it effect what I <em>will do</em> in the future. So I've decided to hand it over to the Lord and if this is supposed to work out it will and if not... well then I guess I'll have my answer.<br /><br /><em><span style="font-size:180%;">"It is your reaction to adversity, not the adversity itself, that determines how your life's story will develop."</span> </em><br /><em>President Uchtdorf (</em><a href="http://www.mormon.org/"><em>www.mormon.org</em></a><em>)</em>meghanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14661598329024486591noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306724555122148188.post-16627677310408728692010-08-04T19:08:00.001-07:002010-08-04T19:12:25.543-07:00Frrriiiidaayyyyyyy!!Ahh! Big test on Friday. The second most important one of my life, but the BIGGEST one of this semester. I need to pass and if I don't....well, yea. Won't go in to it too much because I don't want to think about it, but pretty much I'll have to delay graduation if I don't pass. <br /><br />Soooo.... I need some help from whoever is reading this please! I need your prayers and positive thoughts around noon on Friday! I feel good and calm about it, but it doesn't hurt to have some back up and support!! :D<br /><br />Thank you all!!!<br /><br />Only 14 more dayyysss!!!meghanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14661598329024486591noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306724555122148188.post-49598194752740289412010-07-20T17:52:00.000-07:002010-07-20T18:05:51.879-07:00.:Maggie:.<div align="center">They sedated her and I held her in my arms the entire time. I cried and then held back the tears and then cried again. Even though I knew we had planned to put our precious pug to sleep it didn't seem real to me until that moment I held her. She made all the wrong in the world go away and knowing that she wouldn't be there for that ever again hurt.</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">I know it's silly to feel this way about a dog, but I guess only true pet lovers will understand this.</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">It felt like a normal day... a normal day to take our pet to the vet. But what hurt the most was knowing that she wouldn't be coming home with us and knowing that she didn't know that. She probably only thought it was a regular routine and of course was nervous like she always is for those regular visits. I felt like in some way we were betraying her trust. It broke my heart.</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">We had the best doctor and they were so good to us. They let me hold her the entire time and I literally got to watch her leave. It was the hardest thing yet the best thing I could have experienced. </div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">I miss her already. </div><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496158464051008322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf5py5cru6Kmyn2Nikij2L0sTS8jKt_I2KTyyFlXHS_vSFUjO32-ov3z7MbFKMvgSD0_jAKX6rz_uBkYuVZbXI8WpwqQDEAFFVJTaNA4XzH_p_aOotfCMkw-rflbeUMgJ0kpKzd46AmQ/s200/IMG_2431.JPG" border="0" />meghanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14661598329024486591noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306724555122148188.post-13691999482102197462010-07-17T09:02:00.000-07:002010-07-17T09:22:41.362-07:00Just Missing.I was just looking back at some of my blog entries and realized... they're always about school! Blah! So I just wanted to write down a few, sort of, non-school related things on my mind...<br /><br /><div align="center">~I can't wait until I have my first real job! I can't wait to be doing something completely out of my element. I can't wait until I have a paycheck!~</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">~There's nothing really good on TV anymore... it's mostly disgusting garbage and it saddens me. Only thing I can stand to watch is ESPN and a few comedies~</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">~Which reminds me, I miss going to sporting events and can't wait until I can get my own car and travel and see baseball games live!!! I want to go to as many stadiums as I can. Definitely going to Yankee stadium again~ </div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">~I miss going to movies and out to eat and exercising! lol. Boy, do I need to exercise~</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">~I miss going to concerts~</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">~I miss seeing my friends! I hear about so many things going on and I can't be there or can't afford to be there or don't have time to be there~</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">~I can't wait until I can go see the ocean on any given day at a drop of a hat~</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">~I can't wait until I can read a book for fun and it doesn't come with a syllabus!~</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">~Just 31 more days until I can get closer to accomplishing some of these things~</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">:)</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div>meghanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14661598329024486591noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306724555122148188.post-83013095982148251482010-06-19T15:55:00.001-07:002010-06-19T16:10:16.068-07:00Why Tests Suck.1. You learn the book backwards and forwards and you only get tested on part of it, if that. So if you think about it, if you do really well, it may be because it happened to be the stuff you understood really well. If you do bad it could be because it was the stuff you struggled with and prayed it wouldn't be on there, but of course it is. So tests don't always test your full knowledge, just a matter of how "nice" your teacher is or a matter of luck. I really do get lucky on a lot of these tests. I'm sure that sounds comforting to future patients of mine... <br /><br />2. There are no multiple choice answers to pick from in the real world!!! Of course I look "smart" on paper sometimes, but get me in front of a patient and it's like I have no idea where to begin. <br /><br />"What will be your next intervention nurse..."<br />"Ummm... wait I know this.. just give me four choices to pick from and I know I can figure it out!" <br /><br />Yea, I'm sure that's how it'll work.<br /><br />3. I have no other reasons really except that I'm tired and annoyed and stressed and scared beyond belief. I have another test on Monday and add 12 hours shifts in between which takes study time away and it becomes not so fun. Our last test was just 2 weeks ago and I managed to get by because I studied everyday for 5 weeks.. yea this test should be really, really fun :/<br /><br />Just needed to vent... Feel free to add to the list because I'm sure I could come up with a billion more, but I have to get back to the books.<br /><br />Only 59 more days...meghanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14661598329024486591noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306724555122148188.post-42875237802669549982010-05-24T16:54:00.000-07:002010-05-24T16:58:51.559-07:00Ahhhh!!<div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">I wish school </span><span style="font-size:130%;">was out!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">13 more weeks.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">Let the countdown begin.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div>meghanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14661598329024486591noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306724555122148188.post-28485848543846301482010-05-01T21:00:00.001-07:002010-05-01T21:09:53.715-07:00Time Flies.Third semester is over and done with. Things started to smooth out in the end.. especially because I ignored it all and was able to just drift on through without caring lol. Now I'm going to be starting my last and final semester!!! I am in shock. It has projects and clinicals and tests galore. Don't know how I'm going to be able to handle it, but I'm hoping that I can take what I learned from my first 3 semesters and <em>not</em> get myself into any major holes like I always seem to...<br /><br />I remember my first few days of nursing school and now I'll soon be celebrating my last few days before I can blink an eye. Unreal!<br /><br />So I have this whole week off and then 15 weeks and counting until graduation!!!<br /><br />Hope everyone else with normal lives has a good summer! :Pmeghanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14661598329024486591noreply@blogger.com1