The NCLEX is finished - for better or for worse. I was photographed, fingerprinted, shook down, and escorted to my testing station (by very nice Pearson Center employees) for 75 questions to determine whether or not I can practice as a nurse. I spent last night looking up stuff on the internet from people that failed the test as a way to pre-emptively console myself that it was going to be okay if I sucked it up a little.
So with 75 questions, I either passed with flying colors or failed miserably. The beauty of the test design is that you can't tell which you did because everyone finishes only answering 50% of the questions correctly. The key is that you finish at 50% on a higher difficulty level. For more on that you can read about the test here. Surprisingly, reading about other people that had failed was comforting.
With 24 hours until I find out if I passed, I decided to list a few things that involve the prodigious number 75:
1) 75% - a Gentleman's C. Good enough to get you out of Yale and elected to high national office.
2) 75 years ago, the Dow Jones Industrial Average reached its lowest level in the Great Depression (you can only go up from here!)
3) In '75, Jaws debuted (and most of the characters survived).
4) Rhenium the 75th element is one of the 10 most expensive metals on earth (if Wikipedia is to be believed).
5) Mona Shaw is a 75 year-old retired nurse from Virginia that smashed up her local Comcast office with a hammer. While we don't condone violence, we commend Mona for her sitcom-esque flourish. Double points if she told the customer service rep "Fo' Shizzle My Nizzle!"
2 comments:
Jaws is one of my Favorite Movies of ALL-TIME!!!
Hey, you gave it your all. Pass or Fail (which you didn't) you did your best. The morning I took the ACT I went to a birthday party at my friends house up the road. My dog followed me and after telling him to go back a couple of times, I let him come with me. He was ran over at the party. My parents and brothers were on the Wasatch Front so I was alone with the situation. I got the dog home, called the vet who told me to bring him in if he survived the night, called one of my best friends who came over to spend the night with me, and slept maybe three or four hours that night...by Spot mostly. Needless to say, I rocked the test(even with playing guess the letter during the science section). The moral of the story is...sometimes our nerves helps us to perform our best.
Oh, and thanks. Now I have Ted Leo in my head.
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