burn

burn

so much for that caring, positive nurse crap. it's definitely driving me to the edge and i'm done with it. it took me this long to realize that in fact, not all patients appreciate that. that it takes a certain level of maturity in their part, perhaps even a touch of common sense to do so. that to be overly "kind" and "caring" can be misinterpreted and abused... several times. and that this could all lead to the ultimate burnout.

the problem: as much as i want to screw the cheery, positivist b.s. and ditch all the pleasantries everytime my patient drives me nuts, my clinical instructor would pass by. not wanting to endanger my academic survival, i would (but unwillingly) swallow the urge to be monster nurse and turn into the angel that they expect us to be, sans the wings (feathers are potent allergens).

my patient is a 16 yr old egoistic, manipulative, misogynistic crybaby and i am the nurse who seriously needs an anger management therapist.

ad absurdum

ad absurdum

malls being the Meccas of Philippine society, are perfect venues for just about anything. in fact, in the last decade, more malls have been built than hospitals. and with the desire to lure a money-spending market, malls cease to be rows of commercial stalls in an enclosed, air-conditioned space. now, malls have gardens, activity centers, fountains, playgrounds and swimming pools and even mini-churches!

because of these rather interesting addendums ergo wider market, the mall has been the place of choice for album launches, mall shows and even blood donating activities! wow. now people will be spared of the unnecessary activity of going to blood banks.

as activity centers where blood letting events are held are usually located on broad hollow spaces in the middle of the mall, you can lie down on make shift beds (what luxury!) in front of hundreds of onlookers (yes even activities as such aren't spared from onlookers) as blood is literally drained out of you along with the other muscled and tattooed (occasionally long-haired) men lying beside you. but not to worry, entertainment of highest quality is provided as talented people from your neighborhood convenience (read as:sari-sari) store serenade you with a guitar and tracks that will sure fire up the blood (oops...). it is just ingenious. Robina "snake-twin" Gokongwei is killing stiff competition with mall tycoon Henry "we've-got-it-all" Sy with this bloody attractions.

no one can tell what will happen next...

this is not good

this is not good

i caught a whiff.

difficult courses. even more difficult teachers.

that definitely spells disaster in big, bold, red screaming letters:

DISASTER

now it's a head on-collision to another semester. bless our souls Lord!

it's never too late

it's never too late for a birthday greeting

HAPPY BIRTHDAY evol! :)

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20 utterly random facts

20 utterly random facts you need not know (but will probably read anyway) about myself:

1. i have been supporting public transportation for nearly 8 years and counting.
2. i am a sloth. i eat, sleep, watch TV and don't exercise.
3. i feel/feel that i look smarter with my glasses on. :p
4. a classmate from first yr high school christened me with my nickname egay and has actually a pseudo-logical explanation for it.
5. and i have been called that ever since.
6. there are actually more than 10 other nicknames derived from egay.
7. i want to gain weight on all the right places.
8. i secretly hope for fairer skin sometimes, nevertheless i enjoy being brown.
9. my yahoo id is my first name spelled backwards with an underscore in between.
10. i was a slave of the TV.
11. i am a videoke/karaoke freak.
12. i believe i can live on spaghetti alone.
13. i am habitually tardy.
14. i am secretly a fan of mandy moore.
15. i don't like undue attention and almost all kinds of confrontation.
16. i have and with all shame, at some point backstabbed a friend and i regret doing so .
17. i love Burger King anything.
18. sometimes ( well yeah, all the time!) when i don't have anything to do on the bus ride home, i eavesdrop on other peoples' conversations and based on those facts, infer what their lives must be like on my mind.
19. once, on the bus, someone told me he was bisexual. talk about unnecessary info!
20. i can't believe how malas i am sometimes and if i would rate myself as on a malas scale of 0 to 5, 0 being the lowest, i'd say i am a 4.

aboard the 10 o'clock bus

aboard the 10 o' clock bus
i thrive on public transport. and as usual, i woke up extra early to meet my cousin for my last call to summer and her last call to a college degree. we agreed to catch the 10AM bus trip from cubao to pangasinan. i was basically hitching and the trip wasn't booked and everything else was all last-minute. we were practically banking on hope.

as we reached the terminal, a bus was leaving, there was no way we could catch it. not with the heavy baggage we had. the next trip to our destination was an ordinary bus. the other choice was an air-conditioned bus that leaves at 12:00. time is of the essence. in short, we had no choice but to take the friggin' ordinary bus.

yes i do live on PUVs, but i despise ordinary buses as much as i loathe ordinary buses in the city. my cousin practically dragged me up the bus and strapped me to the seat. i was fervently hoping for a 16-ton wonder, an airconditioned bus that would take me out of that heat-laden mess. 10AM is a hot time to travel and this was going to be one heck of a long hot ride to my summer vacation.

as we were the first ones to board the bus, we were seated up front. really up front. where we could see everyone who came in, came out and made a scene. i practically grew up on buses so i know for a fact that at least 1 person in the bus in the span of one and a half hours would make a scene. that makes a 2-3 person average for a 4 hour trip. and that's on a good day...

the trip that day was not quite good, but for the change of scenery, it was worth it.

let's not do that again.