Convinced, finally, that the matter of the June 2006 Board Exam fiasco isn't going to end until my hair's all gray, I decided to quit my job and take the entire examination again. What the hell, if I fail... well... I fail. But that, to me, is inconcievable. I don't believe that I would fail, not really. But there's that... hint of uncertainty, just slightly, but enough to make me scan the untouched pages of my nursing books I left lying around my room for an entire year, certainly enough for me to find myself in Cebu again, enrolled for a review, and hoping to evade the propensity for depressive episodes I found waiting for me with open arms at the port.