…another exam needs to be passed.

if i put my back into it, i just might be able to pass the nclex-rn (which i’ll be taking in september) without having to spend more than the $200 examination fee and the $107 registration fee.

i can’t say that reviewing on my own would give me an edge (because it clearly doesn’t) and that it’s a fool-proof method of passing exams but i’d like to think that i’ve done this before (for the local nursing licensure exam) and it turned out quite alright.

not spectacularly/extraordinarily well. but just alright… which is definitely fine by me.

so if i could just get time off work (i.e. breaks or avail or weekends) and squeeze in reading a chapter or two of my textbooks or the second-hand nclex-rn books/reviewers that my mom got from one of her co-workers, i might just possibly pass the nclex without having to enroll in one of those commercialized — and if i may say so, ridiculously expensive — review centers.

the only catch is, i get easily distracted and in times such as these, i really need to focus. the reason why reviewing on my own worked miracles for the nle is because i did nothing but review, eat, sleep, and attend to my personals for the whole two months before the exam.  this time, though, it’s a different battlefield.

i would have to figure out a way to balance work and review.  and i’m beginning to fear that i won’t be able to do that successfully. i would either need to move the exam date farther or i would need to quit work soon — both of which, i cannot afford to do so at the moment as my mom is also having trouble with her health (which affects her capacity to work and earn money) and i just need to get this nclex exam off of my list of “things to do.”

so yes, it goes without saying… i’m in a predicament. and i wish there was an easier way to do this. but i see no other option but to make do with what i have.  i guess we’ll just have to wait and see if the formula would work for me this time.

i really hope and pray that it’d work.

okay.

so i haven’t been blogging as often as is psychologically healthy or as recommended by my ex-shrink. so i’ve got like one or two journal entries a month.

it’s pathetic, i know.

i should do this every damn day. just write whatever comes to mind. no length requirement, whatsoever. just write something. anything. write about things that brightened my day or ruined my appetite or made me cry or incited innate subversion.

i shouldn’t let the emotions and ideas accumulate and lose conviction in the archives of my rather forgetful mind. if i think it, then i should be able to write it, pronto! no second thoughts, no holds barred, no limits.

but then again, this intermittent behavioral malady i have prevents me from writing every day. i would oftentimes attribute the writer’s block to lack of ideas or spontaneity or just plain preoccupation with “more important matters,” for lack of a better excuse.

but at the end of the day, i know deep in my heart that i’m just afflicted with procrastination.

in other words, tinatamad lang ako.