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8:18 pm
(Background music: Leanne Rimes’ Life goes on)
I’ve been meaning to write for the longest time now but aside from the 8 months hospital training, 2 months review for the boards, I wasn’t left with much time to log, to blog, and to do stuffs online, let alone have fun and hang out with my pals. Well, the last part was kinda a lie. Yes I have had time among the hustle and bustle to hang out and have a talk with those people closest to me, or else, heck, I may be insane now. If it weren’t for those people the past year wouldn’t have been a walk in the park.
Ok, for a recap… the last time a got the chance to blog, was when I needed to email my relatives abroad, so obviously, if it weren’t a short post, it would be a crappy one. Actually, I haven’t in a while posted something interesting enough, but like always tons and tons of shitful crappy life angst of mine. So what..?
So, the first 8 months was for my training, been with BICOL MEDICAL CENTER for 4 months, then transferred to PASAY GENERAL HOSPITAL for the last 4. Blamey, no offense, but the first 4 gave the biggest impact on me and my soon to be career, the last 4, was just, just fillers..(sorry!)
April29, to be exact, was the day I graduated from college ( I know! I know, it took me roughly six long years to finish college, but I did it, and so is everybody else I know)
Been home for a while, then I’m off again…
Since June , I’ve been painstakingly studying the 6 years it took me to learn all I need to know, squeeze into a 2 month program…For the big moment…MEDICAL TECHNOLOGY BOARD EXAM…I know, I’ve ask myself the same question, why the hell did I chose a course that up to the end will drill me to death…the answer, I don’t know … really I don’t… that’s why I want to believe, it chose me…(being mcdreamy here)urgh.
September 1 and 2 was the big day. The thing that will define what I’ve been worked hard for…
I am at the moment, literally waiting just hours for the dreadful result of the boards that could change my life…wait, that will change my life…it’ll be out on a newspaper, and whether my name will be on it or not, is the big question now.
My dad’s been asking when I’m coming home, I couldn’t say specifically when, I just can say soon. I have to wait (and it sucks). I’m waiting before I start something again. I’m at the moment stopping my life, to wait for the results before I move forward again.
It’s a break or make moment for me now. It’s been a drag, times soo freaking slow! It’s so hard for me not knowing what to do or where to go, coz I have to wait. wait.
You see, I’ve lived my life literally under a plan, I’ve planned everything since the moment I screwed up in college, and that was the turning point for me, from then on, I’ve been planning. To survive without a plan is killing me!(even right this moment im planning what to do with this post, when to post it, what font should I use, what freaking size and or whether it be bold or italic…freaky ei? hahah this is me)
Part of me wants the morning to come, so I can know what the result is. Part of me is scared, scared of what the outcome would be.
What’s next?? If I pass, what’s the next course? If I don’t, what now?
I’m scared, I’m overwhelmed, I’m anxious, I’m contemplating, I’m hoping, and I’m disappointing…hoops are hard… this is how it feels to be a grown up??
8:18 pm
(Background music: Leanne Rimes’ Life goes on)
I’ve been meaning to write for the longest time now but aside from the 8 months hospital training, 2 months review for the boards, I wasn’t left with much time to log, to blog, and to do stuffs online, let alone have fun and hang out with my pals. Well, the last part was kinda a lie. Yes I have had time among the hustle and bustle to hang out and have a talk with those people closest to me, or else, heck, I may be insane now. If it weren’t for those people the past year wouldn’t have been a walk in the park.
Ok, for a recap… the last time a got the chance to blog, was when I needed to email my relatives abroad, so obviously, if it weren’t a short post, it would be a crappy one. Actually, I haven’t in a while posted something interesting enough, but like always tons and tons of shitful crappy life angst of mine. So what..?
So, the first 8 months was for my training, been with BICOL MEDICAL CENTER for 4 months, then transferred to PASAY GENERAL HOSPITAL for the last 4. Blamey, no offense, but the first 4 gave the biggest impact on me and my soon to be career, the last 4, was just, just fillers..(sorry!)
April29, to be exact, was the day I graduated from college ( I know! I know, it took me roughly six long years to finish college, but I did it, and so is everybody else I know)
Been home for a while, then I’m off again…
Since June , I’ve been painstakingly studying the 6 years it took me to learn all I need to know, squeeze into a 2 month program…For the big moment…MEDICAL TECHNOLOGY BOARD EXAM…I know, I’ve ask myself the same question, why the hell did I chose a course that up to the end will drill me to death…the answer, I don’t know … really I don’t… that’s why I want to believe, it chose me…(being mcdreamy here)urgh.
September 1 and 2 was the big day. The thing that will define what I’ve been worked hard for…
I am at the moment, literally waiting just hours for the dreadful result of the boards that could change my life…wait, that will change my life…it’ll be out on a newspaper, and whether my name will be on it or not, is the big question now.
My dad’s been asking when I’m coming home, I couldn’t say specifically when, I just can say soon. I have to wait (and it sucks). I’m waiting before I start something again. I’m at the moment stopping my life, to wait for the results before I move forward again.
It’s a break or make moment for me now. It’s been a drag, times soo freaking slow! It’s so hard for me not knowing what to do or where to go, coz I have to wait. wait.
You see, I’ve lived my life literally under a plan, I’ve planned everything since the moment I screwed up in college, and that was the turning point for me, from then on, I’ve been planning. To survive without a plan is killing me!(even right this moment im planning what to do with this post, when to post it, what font should I use, what freaking size and or whether it be bold or italic…freaky ei? hahah this is me)
Part of me wants the morning to come, so I can know what the result is. Part of me is scared, scared of what the outcome would be.
What’s next?? If I pass, what’s the next course? If I don’t, what now?
I’m scared, I’m overwhelmed, I’m anxious, I’m contemplating, I’m hoping, and I’m disappointing…hoops are hard… this is how it feels to be a grown up??
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