I feel like this is a sweet beginning to the end. Stony Brook has less than a 10% acceptance rate to their nursing school and now that I’m in I need to focus on what matters. My number one goal and probably my number one struggle for next semester is discipline. I love being a free-spirit, doing what I want when I want, but nursing school is no joke. I can no longer study when I want to and sleep and wake whenever I want. I know discipline is a huge thing when it comes to the Christian walk and it’s something I’ve been lacking. Anyway, this post isn’t about discipline and I kind of just got side-tracked. The point of this post is to tell you about what happened when I found out I got into nursing school.
To be totally honest, I feel like I had a good chance of getting in, but at the same time those feelings were paralleled with feelings of doubt. I think the hardest part about it was the wait, the anticipation. From the moment I submitted my application, it was all faith from there. I don’t like to use the term “let go let God”, because people usually use it as an excuse to not do anything and hope that God would do the work, but at that point it was literally out of my hands. I always told myself that when I found out that I got into nursing school I would be doing jumping jacks and cartwheels while screaming at the top of my lungs. That did not happen. I was at Stony at the time and I was sleeping in my old room. It was 11 AM and I was dreading signing up for classes. Why? Well let me list the reasons for you.
I had to plan everything out to make sure I got all the proper courses that I needed so I would graduate in a year.
I would have to overload my schedule with psychology classes for next semester.
I would probably not get into a lot of those classes due to budget cuts.
So everything I listed above was before I found out I got into nursing school. My plan b was the finish up my psych degree and apply for the one year program. Well…God was good and I got into the two year program. As I logged on to Solar (The website that Stony Brook students use to pay for rooming/classes/food, apply for rooming, classes, and all that jazz). Well, under the category “My student applications” there was a tab that I’ve never seen before. It said “My decision” or something like that. I knew what it was and I was scared out of my mind because the results of a year and a half of work was just a click away. I said a short prayer and it pretty much went like this:
God…Whatever happens I know it’s part of your plan… BUT PLEASE LET ME IN THIS NURSING SCHOOL !!!
And with that, I clicked the link and all I saw was “Congratulations! You’ve been accepted to…” and I was like O_O, and then I scrolled tot he bottom and there were two links:” I accept, I decline”, I clicked accept and I said a prayer to God thanking Him. I didn’t shout for joy, I didn’t scream, I didn’t do cartwheels…I simply thanked Him. Then I called my dad, and being the Asian parent he is who doesn’t like to show emotion he just said “That is good…Go tell your mom”. And my mom being the Asian parent she is, she said “Good”, or something along those lines. I know deep inside they were really happy and really relieved. They’ve been bothering me since day one about when I’d find out. Well with that said, let me say that God is good and that anything is possible. I simply ask you guys pray for me as I embark on this journey called Nursing School. I do not expect it to be a simple task and it’d probably be foolish to even think so, but I ask that God meets me in this place and that I discipline myself in my time management.
By the way this thing is really long, so I’m not even going to bother to proofread it. K BYE!