First days are pretty slow. Instructors tell you what you'll be doing, where you'll be going, and that they own you for the next semester.
You'll have a break where some of your fellow nursing students run outside to smoke.
Then you come back and inevitably someone will ask a series of questions that was covered before the break, yet will forget the answers to in a short 15 mins. At some point during the day you'll hear about someone/everyone's children and what adorable thing they did this past summer. There will be some posturing as people gleefully announce their past patient care experience.
You'll have at least one girl in your class that could pass for a playboy model. She'll outscore you on every test.
The instructor will go over the books you'll be using. About 10 or so mins into this speech something shiny out of the window will catch your eye. You'll start daydreaming about an ice cream cone, only to look over at playboy model girl and reconsider. At this point you will have missed something important.
You become that person that asks the question that was just stated.
You kind of feel like a jerk.
You'll write some notes, maybe utter a few sentences to the person next to you.
You'll leave, lay out your books on the floor and possibly cry.
You'll eat ice cream.
The nitty is - I have a clinical bag. My clinical bag contains the following:
A nice Littman
A BP cuff
Blue and black pens
An iPod touch (drug guide, lab values, wifi for looking up things on the go)
Little note pads that fit into my pocket
A book that has nothing to do with nursing
Alcohol wipes I forgot to take out of my pocket at some point
My lecture bag contains:
Whichever of the 85 text books we're currently using.
My nursing diagnosis book
A binder I always intend to keep neat but looks like my 6th grade locker midsemester
Sharpie gel hi-lighters
Gum (I have a paranoid tick about bad breath I think)