don't fret, it's just me.

Monday, September 5, 2011

nursing my nut-free mars bar.

just another night off from work, munching on a mars bar (which frustrated me because i thought mars bars had nuts in them), loitering on the world wide web and eavesdropping on the tv from the other room. a news report was on and it was discussing which college courses should be avoided by highschool seniors. it wasn't shocking to hear that nursing was on top of the list, what with 400,000+ graduates unemployed in hospitals. i mean really. it's normal to expect that 50% of the people on the bus are nursing graduates. the country is practically overflowing with them and we are multiplying exponentially.

well anyway, towards the end of the report, the advice given was this: for students to pick a course that is in line with his/her capabilities and his/her ambitions and more importantly, a course that would give them a job. i did that, 6 years ago. i chose a course that i thought would give me a job. tada! i ended up in nursing. well i do have a job, i'm an ICU nurse in one of the biggest hospitals in the country but that's more because i graduated from the country's premier state university. but the point is not the destination, it's the journey. and throughout my journey in nursing i was miserable (except for the friends part. they were all lovely.) i wasn't happy with the course and i knew then that it was a wrong decision.

whatever happened to those days when people just chose courses based on their interests, based on their capabilities? fine arts would give you a hard time in looking for a decent, stable job but if you're happy with art, then why the hell not? if you're really passionate about something and if what you do makes you happy, it wouldn't stop you from looking for that perfect job. i think it beats being in a decent, stable job where you are miserable every day of your life. money can only get you so far.

look who's talking? hahaha. i'm the frustrated artist working in the intensive care unit keeping GCS3 patients alive. but i'm also the frustrated artist who has not given up.

delicious ambiguity.

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