I am house-bound today and it’s not the good thing either.My classmates are currently taking up a 500 item exam on medical-surgical and community nursing. So I’m kinda threatened now, when will I take that penitence? I haven’t recovered yet from this UTI… I want to go to class now.
My theology II subject is hopeless unless my parents are willing to pay 36k for that missed subject alone.I will not graduate without finishing Theology II. Life is hard. Even so, I will just hang on. It’s okay with me If I won’t graduate in time.
I’m on my last semester and thinking somehow it will be over, I wish I had more time to make things better. I missed to be the best student I can tag on my own. I want to beat myself more. I wish I could have done better in school.
Truly I have regrets, because along the way I have inserted moments that paved me to a different track. The track of writing is truly a different one from the nursing course. What will happen if my focus is only to nursing, will it make a big difference? What if I set aside my heart, and let theories and practice fills it…
I’m wallowing in seasons, that doesn’t speak of the present. Is it my pleasure that is taking over me? Writing is pleasure. My pleasure is writing. But what’s the purpose? I write to please my self? that’s so a shallow deed, no purpose..Hence, it’s better to cling to nursing.
But no, I won’t stop writing. I love exploring my world. If I lose track I’ll get back to it. There’s more reason to write, there’s more reason than writing alone.
Hashtag student workforce.
But it is not always hardships and and working like a professional bulletin board updater or filing master. Sometimes you get ice cream like thiss!!!!
*the haggard nursing student face…*
Maam Weng celebrated her 34th birthday.
I was asked to make phone calls, type sportfest schedules and tasking..and even to formulate a theme..
I asked helped to Mark Suba, the sport reporter on UNTV 37 to think of a good theme for our Sports Festival and he gives me lot of ideas..
A parent drop by to the office to clarify or confirm my classmate standing in school. Recently that classmate of mine eloped with her Lesbian girlfriend for the 3rd time. But fortunately she cameback to her maam alive after she overdose her self with assorted hypertensive and sedative drugs and cut her pulse in below wrist. She looks sickly thin. Her beautiful Mom cried to Maam Ibe’s presence. My classmate was really fortunate for having a parent who are willing to support her and continue her education despite being delinquent and hard headed. And I notice that her HRM brother became so gentle to her too.