Brief rundown of recent events:

I’ve quit my job.  Or I guess the job “quit/gave up on me.”  Long story short: the effectivity date of my resignation was moved to January 31, 2009 due to a feedback I received about my “discourtesy” towards clients.  If those people had known me any better, they’d know that I wasn’t being rude in that particular call.  Flashback to four months earlier: I received a similar feedback when I shouted at a client and released the call.  I WAS rude then.  The second/last feedback that I got isn’t even in that “rudeness” level.  But if they thought I was being rude to the client, then I probably was.  It’s their opinion that matters anyway, not mine.  But more on my career suicide later…

I’ve already started a typing job/printing business.  Nothing large-scale.  Just something to kill time and fill the available hours that I have now that I’m “free.”  I’m currently working on my sister’s polymer clay business website.  I’m also planning to sell cream puffs for my dad once he sets the “cream puff” train in motion.  I once planned to make ice cubes and sell them at two bucks a pop but my dad said it wasn’t really a good idea, so I scrapped that.  My sister and I, we both agreed that once the dust settles we’ll probably tutor kids who don’t read “good” – think Zoolander (ha ha!) – and start a little tutorial empire in Pandacan.  But that’s still in the works.  And that definitely needs a business plan.  Oh and I and my (ex)co-workers are planning to set up an online team of data encoders but I’m still testing the waters for them so, I guess that makes me the guinea pig.  So far, I don’t think it’s something I can do on a regular basis or something I’d prioritize, but we’ll see.

Moving on… One of the main reasons I resigned is the NCLEX.  I tried to balance studying in the morning and working in the graveyard shift but I wasn’t really very good at it.  So that solved my lingering dilemma.  I had two options: either I quit or I don’t take the NCLEX at all.  And I chose the former.  Now, I’m getting ready to start reviewing again.  Hopefully, this time, I’d be able to pull it off.  Who knows, maybe I’d be able to take it by the end of this month…

Oh and I would definitely have more time to finish the yearbook layout.  It’s been bugging me for months now and I just want to check it off of my list of “things to do.”

My sister’s still taking classes for masteral credits but she’ll be working full-time most probably next month.  My brother’ll be done with school next sem and plans to review for the boards immediately.  I’m really happy for them.  As for me, my career in the nursing profession is at a standstill.  I followed up on all the applications I initiated in April and most of the hospitals still don’t have openings.  For now, I’ll wait for a call, undergo trainings, review for the NCLEX, follow up on previous job applications, and let the chips fall where they may.  If push comes to shove, I’ll volunteer or I’ll probably take the PGH bait.

My patriarchal uncle was diagnosed of possible BPH to rule out prostate cancer.  My matriarchal grandmother was taken to the hospital to undergo another catheterization.  Both my parents are emotionally exhausted and I try my best to help them through these tough times.  My dad is glad that I quit.  My mom is disappointed because I quit.  I’m happy and sad at the same time.  I never really know when I’m doing the right thing.  And it does seem, to a certain degree, that I made a big mistake by resigning.  But I had to make a choice.  Or was it because I didn’t have a choice at all?

It’s been a crazy last few months.  And now is the time to reflect and recapitulate and rehash my life plans.  I’m veering away from the path I’m supposed to take and it’s becoming really frustrating.  It’s time to take a hold of the wheel and drive.  It’s time to regroup.