So Dennis will have something to do tonight.

I’m in nursing school at UVU. I’m in between classes at the moment and just had a very big growing-up-getting-past-prejudices moment that I feel I need to share. Since I’m at UVU, there seems to be an overwhelming amount of…how to say it nicely…(whisper this next part) old people. Not like elderly, decreped, tell-you-about-there-life-stories interesting old people, just old. Mid 30s-40s, unsatisfied with life, so they decided to come back to school. From my beginnings at UVU in high school I didn’t like them. Every class you are in with them they ask WAY too many questions, most of which are dumb, and WASTE time. I usually spend lots of time muttering curses underneath my breath or sending mind hate messages when they perk up and have a 10 minute conversation with the teacher about their kid’s recent bowel movement or soccer team championship.

My program has a lot of these aged individuals. Some even smell like smoke and chomp their gum in my ear. But little by little I’ve been getting over it, and today, I think, I THINK, I made friends with one of them. We disputed an unfair test question today together, and I finally realized she actually is SMART. Not just community college smart, but actual smart. Probably smarter than me. And she difinitely studies more than me.

It makes me wonder how much I’m missing out from learning because I’m just too scraed to ask questions like her. These prejudices that keep me warm at night feeling like I’m not such a loser for graduating in 6 years are actually untrue. I mean, I’ll probably get bored and come back to cooking school or something at age 40.

Anyone who says they’ve got life figured out are kidding themselves.