Studying Nursing was a "whole lot", (well maybe not, i'd consider "almost" or "most of time"), like HELL for me. It wasn't what i really want to do. Well right now my thoughts are like missiles, just bursting without grace. Let me gather all the ideas first before i introduce what i really want to blog and what i mean with "Passion Profession."
Let's start with my fourth year in high school....
It was a sort of time for career planning..blah blah blah.....
it was the booming of the Nursing profession.. it was on trend because nurses get rich in the US. It was everybody's desire to become a nurse. Well, not me. It wasn't a dream...
My Mom's dream is to be rich.. and hearing the nurse thingy interests her. I'm the eldest among her children.....so i'm the first to go to college. well it's a bit nakakapressure...hmmm..
i really want to take up HRm Hotel and Restaurant management. i really don't have a background of this course. I thought of having it because i was thinking it involves Cooking and becoming a chef. I really want to be good in cooking. i want to study to be a master on it. But I can't afford to send myself to culinary school yet.
My mother was also facing the problem on how to bring me to college. You see, my family is not well of, my father's a security guard and my mother is a Government employee.
Then i was thinking how will i go to college...
Mom and me sat to talk about it. She gave me an offer from my relatives.. Somebody would send me to school IF i'm going to take up BSN.
I was a child that time, immature, indecisive, follows what mother says because only she knows what's good for me. I am just her child who should follow her rules and advise. I should follow what she tells nme to do. It's for my benefit.
I can say i am a late bloomer. i am.
Therefore i took up nursing.
the exams were terrible,,, knee shaking
the interview??? WORST i had a bad wardrobe and a bad reputation, My mother told me to say some things that are not true to me. it felt bad.
the enrolment??? worst than everrr!!!!!! i felt very small when i walked in SPC. I was Alone, ugly, stupid. Incomparably stupid. I had a bad ID picture!
to sum it up.. I had a bad Start.
Gosh,,this seemed to be a long story i'll do the other parts next time....
i still have an exam...
4:16 am
