Sometimes I wonder why I ended up a nurse instead of a nun.
Or a miniskirt-wearing lawyer a la Ally McBeal.
I studied Accountancy in the hopes of following my dad’s footsteps but after two years, the debits and the credits somehow failed to add up.
I had no place for a 10-column worksheet in my heart, or in my life for that matter.
So I decided to cut my losses and move on. Take a gap year and travel Europe like rich kids do.
Except that I wasn’t a rich kid so feeding pigeons in St. Mark’s Square was obviously out of the question.
So was being a bum.
So I took up nursing instead.
Hopped on the bandwagon.
Maybe figure out my career path while I was at it.
Jump out when I finally do.
Next thing I knew I was in my graduation robe walking up the stage to receive my diploma.
Because for some reason, I also ended up with a Master’s Degree, as well.
Life can be so weird sometimes but, here we are.
And I’m loving it.