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Oh, good grief

I am going to go out of my everlivin' mind if the letter doesn't get
here soon!!

What letter, you may ask? Why, the letter that will tell me whether or
not I get to start the last part of my RN program in January or not! :)

I was told when I applied to the program that I would find out toward
the latter part of November and I'm probably hurrying it, thinking that
letters should go out before Thanksgiving break. So, like an expectant
dad in the waiting room, I pace in front of the mailbox most afternoons
I'm home and dash for the 'box as soon as I get home from work. This
will dictate what classes I will take in January. It will either be

Some nursing class with clinical

OR

Microbiology and possibly Nutrition and Developmental Psychology. (The
last 2 I may not have to retake since I took them in LPN school.)
Registration is already open, so I want to get on with it and get
registered for everything as early as I can get moving.

Now it's just the classic hurry up and wait. It's a good thing I'm a
patient person. LOLOLOLOLOLOL

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