i bet this is nursing at its best.
august 27 2008 wednesday-[this would be SO.narrative!]
"the day damped with series of unfortunate events."
all of the disasters had started in my first subject ethics, 15 minutes had past yet ma'am Imi had not yet arrived; and there were couple of us decided to leave the room without hesitation; i went home immediately thinking that it would be a perfect time to relax, then i went back to school around 1:30pm though it was an hour earlier for our microbiology, it was because we were scheduled to get our midterm grades in NCM. my classmates were seems to be preparing their selves and waiting for what may happen; we waited and waited and waited; then one of our classmates told us that our grades would be released 5:30 in the afternoon [xet the agony was piling.up!!!] moving on, a there were still a couple of minutes before our microbiology class, i was rushed to made my assignment; then my classmate told me that maam Imi arrived roughly 9:00 am!!! and the class was not canceled[xet!!! this would mean another unwanted absent???] of course i was dismayed; i always love to attend my ethics class and an absent was a big NO to me. i've got no choice but to accept that i was officialy absent in my favorite subject; microbiology had gone so fast... ...and here comes P.E. i never imagined this piece of excrement can add.up to the disasters of my day! maam DENA was never been an interesting teacher to be appreciated, she's been so cheezy in her jokes and and pathetic i her speech defects.hahaha and as if her subject was a major. i dont mean to be this grumpy with her, but she deserved my rudeness for giving me a grade of 2.25!!! [bwct xa!!!] and PE was one of my misadventures. the 5:30 bell had rung creepily, eto na NCM nanaman!!! we condensed ourselves in front of the councelling room, aliitle bit longer maam Lodar had finally arrived. we fell into a croocked line in no particular order,were it would seem to reflect the agony that was hunting us. every second that would elapsed was slowly killing me [this may sound O.A. but i'm telling what did i exactly felt during that time.] different emotions and reactions was witnessed everytime the door would open; some were jumping into joy and some were like so descreet in what they felt. and it took me about an hour for waiting for my turn; entering the four corners of the room wasn't that typical, i dont exactly know what to do; well i just fake a smile to maam to cover the anxiety behind. and it was like my judgement time, the butterflies in my stomach were making me feel so uncomfortable that as if i was so vulnerable and defensless with the real situation. i was not that conscious until i was in front of maam Lodar, my hearing was impared with unnecessary noises and focused on the words that maam would tell; she uncovered my grade like making me put every fragment of a plain jigsaw puzzle that you can merely have an image of what and how does it end up. so it was in that particular time, when i already figured out that this would not end up like any fairytale. this is a real world and i live in it, to be straight 2.75 is not a nightmare, for it is existing and this is my grade. i bet this is nursing at its best, low grades, intolerable pressures, and killer C.I.s you wouldn't be enjoying the socalled "nursing life" if you won't encouter all of this. to those who bother reading this until this part, im still alive. kaya ko to!!!