All around town and still going nowhere.

Alright.  Lung Center application, a disappointment.  Just like the shoes I was wearing when I went there- they were a half size too big and had heels, and it it was so difficult to walk that I had to change into flip flops (thank God I had enough foresight to bring a pair with me).  There were more than four hundred people when we arrived, all waiting to be accepted as nurses-in-training.  They only accepted three hundred.  I wasn’t included, of course.

I have, however, heard from the others that they they were divided into three batches.  The third one will start their training in June 2009.  Yes, next year.  Yes, it seems that you must register 7 months beforehand so you can train in the Lung Center, after which you must pay for more training and more miscellaneous fees.  Many are willing to wait it out, and pay everything just to be able to train there- because it’s a specialty hospital that specializes in diseases related to the lungs- because it’s that special- because if you train and work there then you will be special too.  Seriously though, it is a very prestigious hospital, a good tertiary teaching one, and it is the entire nation’s center for pulmonary diseases.  I would love to work there.

I missed the review class.  My parents weren’t very happy about it.  I don’t see why they are though, with me prioritizing job and training applications over the review.  I haven’t passed my application for the exam yet, and the review class is unlimited, meaning I can choose to attend (or miss) the classes any day I want.  I can keep reviewing for as long as I want, whenever I want.

Feels like finding a job is impossible right now.

I am not giving up though.  I am looking forward to more opportunities next year.  I am going to take some risks, and every chance that comes my way.

This is my lucky star:

my inspiration

Saw this one at the Converse shop in Trinoma, taken with Gelo’s pretty camera phone after we came from the Lung Center and Red Cross.  I don’t own a pair yet, but I will when I get my first paycheck.

Met up with Bayan too.  There’s nothing like friends and Christmas (window) shopping to make up for a wasted morning.

Tying Shoelaces

Around 6:30PM today in the PUP campus, at age 21, I get my shoelaces tied by someone else in front of all the students going home, like I was some bratty little kid (and some of those students might have thought I was too).  I’ve never been particularly good with tying shoelaces.  They start unraveling with every step I take and I’m constantly re-tying them.  I only know of one way of tying shoelaces, and that’s the one where you make two bunny ears and knot them together.  I don’t know how to do it with one loop because I never understood where the unlooped end was supposed to go.

the pair i was wearing

And so here is the story:   as we were leaving the campus, my friend stopped to tie his shoelaces.  I noticed mine needed some tying too, and I jokingly told him to tie them for me since he was already bent down anyway.  He proceeded to do so with an “okay, sure” and wouldn’t stop even if I told him I was only kidding.  I couldn’t bend down to stop him because I was afraid of hitting his head.  Having to stand there waiting for him to finish tying one foot was embarrassing, with a lot of people passing by and looking.  Guess the joke was on me haha.  Just to make it funnier though, I was thinking of tying my left shoe while he was tying the right one.

This happened after we “finished” helping with the stage props for the forum.  Now I am beat.  One last photo below.  Good night.

our work area