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Oct. 12th, 2006 01:19 amI've trained myself to not require sleep during times of mental stress. I figure this explains how I got an hour and a half of snooze time under my belt while putting off resume completion and had to rush to type it up and print out 20 or so copies before heading out to the job fair in Midtown. It was probably for the best, as seeing my lack of experience (honestly, the only things I have going for me are my youth and my choice for undergrad education) on paper led to a state of "wahhh! I don't want to get out of bed". The pity party lasted all of 20 seconds, though; even I'm tired of me.
There were less hospitals in attendance than I'd thought there'd be, although all of my top choices were present and accounted for. The hiring cycles hit at a bad time, most start up at the middle of October/beginning of November and I won't be able to sit for my license until November 15...that is, if my passport manages to make it into my hot little mailbox in time. I do feel tons better having some sort of concrete plan and having my references taken care of. I'll retool the resume as much as possible and go to the numerous open houses I heard about while pestering the recruiters whose information I snagged. The Navy/Army/Air Force gigs were surprisingly appealling to me. I think caring for those who work to protect this country and the chance for travel is very intriguing. The down sides are, of course, the possibility of combat zone service and the relatively low pay. If I didn't have my loan repayments to worry about I'm thinking Navy nursing would be a serious contender. As it is later on I made my mother quite happy when I told her the salaries I'd been quoted. Maybe that'll keep her off my back until after I sit for the NCLEX.
I got back into Queens a little after three. I went ramen shopping and missed a call from mother; turned out she was trying to find my whereabouts after the plane crash at 77th. I was rather blase about the affair as I figured it wasn't the terrorist scare the media was initially hell-bent on making it seem. I wish I could thank the news of Channels 1, 2, 4, 5, 7, and 11 for frightening the holy fuck out of my parents with a big kick in their collective asses.
There were less hospitals in attendance than I'd thought there'd be, although all of my top choices were present and accounted for. The hiring cycles hit at a bad time, most start up at the middle of October/beginning of November and I won't be able to sit for my license until November 15...that is, if my passport manages to make it into my hot little mailbox in time. I do feel tons better having some sort of concrete plan and having my references taken care of. I'll retool the resume as much as possible and go to the numerous open houses I heard about while pestering the recruiters whose information I snagged. The Navy/Army/Air Force gigs were surprisingly appealling to me. I think caring for those who work to protect this country and the chance for travel is very intriguing. The down sides are, of course, the possibility of combat zone service and the relatively low pay. If I didn't have my loan repayments to worry about I'm thinking Navy nursing would be a serious contender. As it is later on I made my mother quite happy when I told her the salaries I'd been quoted. Maybe that'll keep her off my back until after I sit for the NCLEX.
I got back into Queens a little after three. I went ramen shopping and missed a call from mother; turned out she was trying to find my whereabouts after the plane crash at 77th. I was rather blase about the affair as I figured it wasn't the terrorist scare the media was initially hell-bent on making it seem. I wish I could thank the news of Channels 1, 2, 4, 5, 7, and 11 for frightening the holy fuck out of my parents with a big kick in their collective asses.