I am a 22 year old female and I live in Northern Arizona. I've been married for two years and have enjoyed creating a wonderful life with my husband and our dog. I am a heavily tattooed lady with the opposite attitude of a 'stereotypical' tattooed person after being raised in a large Mormon family (obviously I'm no long Mormon). I love to read, cook, quilt, and am a complete introvert. So basically I am an old lady. I follow the paleo diet and think it is the best thing ever since it gives me so much energy and makes my brain function better, but I am not above driving an hour and a half with my husband to eat at the nearest In-N-Out. (Minus the bun, please, I have celiac disease.) I am a big proponent for raw milk: straight from tit to jar is how I like my milk. Exercise is just as important to me as eating and school and without it I wither away. Heavy weight lifting and mountain biking are my main jam.
I qualified for a scholarship that required me to be 200% below poverty level and I received it, so guess what that means? I'm poor! Expect blog posts about living frugally as a married student who still manages to eat healthy and pay her bills in an expensive town.
I started out my education with the intentions of teaching special education but quickly realized it wasn't my thing, as much as I loved the idea of it. Our public school system is just so terrible and I feel like I would just be another broken cog in the machine, with no way to fix anything. I was interested in psychology, but wasn't quite sure what I wanted to do with my life, so I worked full time at a public library while taking my liberal arts courses to obtain a general associates degree. After taking Bio 181, I realized how much I LOVED the human body and all of the astounding things it does to function. Seriously, it is so amazing that my heart races just thinking about it. Somehow by the end of the semester I had decided I wanted to be a nurse. Literally an overnight decision that just clicked without any given thought.
I had never talked about nursing before so I was hesitant to bring it up to my (then) fiancé. Would he think I was totally insane? Would he think I was having a midlife crisis at 20 years old? I mean, BLOOD and NEEDLES were involved! In typical male fashion, he just looked at me and said, 'Cool, I think that's a great idea!' and went back to whatever he was doing.
And that was that! The next day I checked the pre-reqs on the universities web page, banged those out over a couple years, and here I am about to start a BSN nursing program in January of 2014, with a graduation date of June 2016. That seems like a millions years away but I'm sure it'll fly by quickly.
