Fight...

Well, my fight is over. I have nothing left to go on to get back in. I've talked to the Director of Nursing about the tests containing questions from outside sources other than our textbook and that the tests were advanced-level NCLEX style questions when none of us had an NCLEX preperation course. I've mentioned how the teacher got hostile if you asked her anything about any tests questions and how she would proceed to yell at me if I asked her about tutoring. I've mentioned how 12 out of 18 people were failing on the day of the final. Why aren't they listening to anything I have to say? Because I didn't email the Director to complain while all this was going on. The fact that I am not confrontational is biting me in the ass. The fact that I thought it would be like every other class I struggled in from this point on and expected the final to save me. I've learned my lesson. If anything like this ever happens again, I will send email after email of complaints. I will write many letters to the President of the school and to the Directors and the the admissions office as well. Never again will I be afraid of upsetting someone. I will be a fantastic nurse. I may not be a fantastic student, but having a 3.31 up to this point shows that I am not horrible either. I never before thought I could feel the overwhelming sadness I am feeling right now. Oh well, when one door closes another opens, I guess. For right now, I am putting the navy blue scrubs to rest and I am going to focus on Barnes & Noble for awhile. At least I can make some extra money while I wait for answers to my future.