i'm worried

i'm worried.

we are on our second week of classes and never, ever, even in the squeaky and cobwebsy corners of my mind have i imagined a week straight without a single tardy mark on my record. this is just so not me, that it scares me.

has the late ms. egay been resurrected?

and am i really that ready to face a life of punctuality?

oh, i don't know... for all we know, i'll be reverting back to my old ways next week or even the days to come, tomorrow or the day after that or may be even the day after the day after that. nothing really is for certain.

what i do know is, i have not been feeling optimal for the past days. out of 8 days, 1 day had been with febrile temperature, 4 days with tenacious cough and some 3 days with a terrible heavy feeling in the head.

oh no... maybe...but no...

could this really be the effect of too much punctuality?

i have stopped responding to paracetamol for my headaches and i'm slowly forging a dependency for mefenamic acid 500mg. ooops.

a punctual drug dependent...

what do you think? not my cup of tea xD.

* that klaudia koronel girl is on TV again.
enough already, it's way past graduation season. this is overkill. overkill!!!

super size me and you

super size me and you

ATTENTION BOYS AND GIRLS!!!

How Much Does One High-Fat Meal Contribute To Heart Disease?

March 04, 2005

Heart disease is the No. 1 killer of women and a leading cause of death for all Americans. So, researchers at the University of Miami wanted to know if eating just one high-fat meal can contribute to heart disease.

In the acclaimed documentary "Supersize Me," the filmmaker eats all his meals at a McDonald's restaurant for a month, causing his weight and cholesterol to climb.

"We've known for many years a high-fat meal on a regular basis can cause a lot of problems," said University of Miami study participant Araley Peter.

But researchers wanted to know what kind of an effect just one high-fat meal would have.

"The results were very surprising," said University of Miami researcher Eduardo De Marchena.
The startling findings were recently published in the American Heart Association's journal Circulation.

"The people who participated in the study were all young people, like me, in their 20s without any medical problems," Peter said.

On one day, the participants were served a low-fat breakfast of Frosted Flakes, skim milk and orange juice. The next day, participants ate a very high-fat breakfast, consisting of an egg McMuffin, a sausage McMuffin and two hash browns.

After each meal, blood was drawn and tested. No problems were detected after the low-fat meal. But the same couldn't be said for the latter experiment.

"The thing that's very interesting in this study is that just a couple of hours after a high-fat meal, we found evidence that there was damage already in the surface of the blood vessels," De Marchena said.

The evidence was a dramatic increase in micro-particles released when the lining of blood vessels is damaged. And three hours after the meal, harmful blood fat called triglycerides, shot up 81 percent.

"We think that this will eventually lead to hardening of the arteries. It can also lead to clotting or forming clots inside the blood vessels, which can potentially lead to stroke or heart attack," De Marchena said.

And it doesn't have to be a fast food breakfast to be damaging, according to De Marchena. Researchers say the meal they tested was 50 grams of total fat, with 14 grams from saturated fat. And their findings apply to any high-fat food combo, no matter where it's cooked.

The study sends a strong message, according to heart expert Dr. Gervasio Llamas, from Mount Sinai Medical Center.

"Just one meal that is high fat and unhealthy can hurt your arteries. One day, one meal will hurt, and it's measurable," Llamas said.

The high-fat breakfast tested was made up of foods from McDonald's restaurant. McDonald's said that it is committed to offering quality food choices and that the "study is not about McDonald's. It is not where you eat, but the food choices you make, and especially how much you eat."

Researchers agree, and they are planning a new study.

* from the eye-opening super size official site of super size me --http://www.supersizeme.com

** "one burger McLard and a large McFatty fries to go please!"

*** temporary fastfood diet withdrawal follows...

**** {enough with the asterisks already!!!}

who let the stupid dog out

who let the stupid dog out

as i was on my usual bus ride home, an unusual sight caught my eye. a dog, the breed of which was unclear to me (but then again, i wasn't so keen on dog breeds), with its off-white fur lay undisturbed on the middle of the south super highway amidst uninterrupted traffic flow. reason leads me to believe that said dog got run over by some car and just left its lifeless corpse there. total hit and run.

the bus i was on was brought to a halt by an entirely different matter so i was able to observe the dead dog from a distance. it wasn't very far now before the canine had to be once more got run over by some vehicle. my heart was pounding as i anticipated the event, but it was not of excitement. it was more of pity for an already dead dog to be crushed by a ton of steel on wheels. i just hoped the dead dog would be spared of an 18-wheeler.

then it happened. the dead dog was hit by a van. for a second, its lifeless corpse was airborne, landed hard, flat on the asphalt pavement a few yards from where it originally lay. although i could not hear a sound, i felt its bones crunch on impact with the hard surface. and the van did not seem to have noticed the carnal act it had just done.

i gasped too loudly when i saw it that i was lucky not to have woken up the person sitting beside me. some sight it was. for the entire trip, i was actually trying to figure out what went into the dog's head for wanting to cross the highway. i gave up thinking but resolved that dogs could not think (that's why they are dogs!) so that he got ran over by some automobile.

i bore witness to this event. and it still haunts me to this day. then again, it's not everyday you see some dead

dog get hit by a car 'no.

* i happened to catch "dude where's my car?" on TV, and mahn this has got to be the stupidest, most pointless movie ever. although i admit laughing at the stupidity and utter moron-ity of it all. haha.

one last take on summer

one last take on summer

classes will be starting soon and apparently, my body's having a difficult time recovering from the paralyzing effects of summer. i have been so used to the lethargy that the mere thought of getting back to the usual school routine tires me already. yet i am quite thankful we'll be going back to school soon. verdict: must have serious conditioning...

well, summer class was a breeze except for the whole speech comm fiasco (and even that did not require much of my efforts or maybe i was too darn lazy too exert effort :p). and guess what? i earned my first (and maybe the last i'll ever have for my entire undergraduate life) 1.0 this summer in PI 100. i should say sir piwi sure knows how to dispose off unos. hehe. anyway, comm 3 classcards, i heard, haven't been issued yet. oh well, i'm expecting a tres anyway. again let us be reminded of the delicate balance that the world is on. you get a 1 and you expect a 3 somewhere else.oh life!

moving on... i just came from samar last tuesday morning. spent about 4 or 5 days there, i'm not quite sure. we got there thursday morning and that same afternoon, headed the beach and got beach-wasted until 9pm. i did a bit of snorkelling but iwas sh*t scared to go any further than a few meters from the shore where luckily some parts of the reef were but it was teeming with life. lots of fish and sea urchins (yeowch!) and some other sea dwelling life forms which up until now i could not quite figure out. some i saw only for the first time and some were quite familiar species. i was practically swimming in fish. very nice.

oh and i just love the beach at night! very picturesque and well okay, though i have been avoiding the use of such word, romantic. and even that is an understatement. the stars, it has been so long since i last noticed how beautiful they were. the moon, shone with a bright eerie yet kind of majestic yellowish glow. fireflies lit the trees, almost adorned them like artificial lights. the distant floating lights of the boats that have already gone fishing illuminated the horizon. it was some amazing display of lights against the dark silhouette of the sky and the sea. sitting by a bonfire, the sight was just breathtaking that i could look at it forever and i was actually half expecting for some old mopey song to play even if just for the effects. i had never been thankful enough for the power interruption that intensified everything more. it was pretty enough observed alone but deep down i kind of thought it would be much prettier if you had someone to share it with, someone other than a bunch of old folks and rascals for cousins. :)

on the 28th we attended an aunt's wedding. they put me on veil. it didn't seem to be a problem not until i discovered they were doing the service on some Visayan dialect, which i understood very little of, if anything. most of the time during the ceremony, my mind wandered off to some unknown plane. anyways, so there i was, sitting on the pews waiting for some god-given signal to let me know when i was supposed to go and pin the darned veil. once i have made the mistake of standing up to do it. i was already on the aisle when they told me it wasn't actually time for it yet. and then i thought about the last wedding i attended before this, the ceremony's entirely in Japanese and i imagine everyone anxiously praying to get on with the eating. this time, i seemed to be the only one clueless about everything, not that i wasn't normally clueless enough. i found it rather comedic though to be found in that kind of situation. almost too sitcom-ish.

the following day, sunday, we headed the beach again though this time with all of our relatives, most of which i don't even know. there were i think some 50 of us there. weird thing was they had to bring along a keyboard and an electric guitar with matching amps and probably the guitarist too and sang along. i guessed the videoke machine just wasn't enough. with all the commotion going on, i felt kind of out of place and that's when i was introduced to some people who i hung out with the whole afternoon at the beach, very, very nice and accommodating people. looking forward to hanging out with you people again.

i could have stayed longer but i had yet to go and enroll myself for the coming semester. bummer. :P

i took the test and guess what? i am...

Which Takeshi's Castle Character are you?

some quiz

some quiz

Got this survey from some other blog

THREE NAMES YOU GO BY:

1. Egay

2. Egs

3. Erica

THREE SCREEN NAMES YOU HAVE HAD:

1. akireus

2. acire_yram

3. eggnogakireus1987

THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:

1. Eyes- eventhough they give me away 98% of the time (dang!)

2. Complexion- natural tan, true blue (or brown) pinoy. although i must admit, i do not always like it.

3. Dimples- yeh, how could i forget about them?

THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU DON'T LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:

1. Perpetually messy and unmanageable hair

2. Complexion- see...i can love it or hate it. depending on my mood or the time of the day or the weather or the lighting. depends on a lot of stuff really.

3. Legs- too scrawny. i never really liked it.

THREE PARTS OF YOUR HERITAGE:

1. I don't

2. have an idea

3. what you're talking about

THREE THINGS THAT SCARE YOU:

1. anything that involves me and a stage

2. death

3. intimacy and physical proximity

THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS:

1. Bath- never a day without one

2. A dose of rock music at anytime of the day

3. Facial wash- to keep skin breakout free :)

THREE THINGS YOU ARE WEARING RIGHT NOW:

1. UP Shorts

2. Shirt

3. Pink and black slippers

THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE BANDS OR MUSICAL ARTISTS:

1. Silverchair

2. Eraserheads- the gods of my generation :P

3. Bob Marley

THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE SONGS: (current)

1. My Chemical Romance- I'm Not Okay, reflects current disposition and stature

2. Silverchair- Greatest View, just the right amount of angst and mush

3. TBS- Slowdance on the Inside, no particular reason

THREE THINGS YOU WANT IN A RELATIONSHIP: (this really made me think)

1. Friendship

2. Passion

3. Commitment

TWO TRUTHS AND A LIE (in no particular order):

1. If given a choice, I'd certainly choose to be more popular.

.2. Guilty pleasure: listening to Mandy Moore's Coverage album and secretly liking all of her films including those which sucked.

3. I can go totally out of my way to avoid conversation when i just don't feel like it.

THREE PHYSICAL THINGS ABOUT THE OPPOSITE SEX THAT APPEAL TO YOU:

1. Scent

2. Physique- yung alam mong lalaki pero hindi super pa-macho gets?

3. Face- yung walang masyadong pimples :)

THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE HOBBIES:

1. tv

2. crafts- when i'm up to it or when i'm bored to death

3. nothing- i just love doing nothing

THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO REALLY BADLY RIGHT NOW:

1. learn how to play the guitar like steve vai... yeh ryt!

2. ****

3. and get away from all of life's complexities

THREE CAREERS YOU'RE CONSIDERING:

1. Hospital Nurse

2. Nurse on a cruise ship

3. Educator

THREE PLACES YOU WANT TO GO ON VACATION:

1. Hawaii

2. Some exotic place in Asia

3. Europe

THREE KID'S NAMES YOU LIKE: (boys/girls)

1. John

2. Paul

3. George (and Ringo)

THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE:

1. surf

2. sing with a band :p

3. travel the best places in the country

THREE WAYS THAT YOU ARE STEREOTYPICALLY A BOY/GIRL (whichever you believe yourself to be):

1. i'm addicted to nail polish

2. i consider flirting a vocation (haha)

3. i do get kilig sometimes

THREE CELEB CRUSHES:

1. drake bell

2. hugh grant

3. ken zhu (hehe)

THREE PEOPLE WHO HAVE TO TAKE THIS QUIZ NOW:

1. anyone who

2. finishes reading

3. this

speech disaster

speech disaster

everybody practically knows how much i despise public speaking. and boy was i too lucky to draw #1 on our class lottery (that meant i went first) even after fervently wishing and praying to get any number other than 1. i know... my luck (or the apparent lack of it) is insanely unbelievable. it's almost like being trapped in a Salvador Dali. so absurd. so entirely surreal.

i have always hated being first. second maybe, but definitely not first. there's definitely something about this whole "going first" fiasco that did not quite align with my cosmos.

maybe i hate being the decoy or maybe i hate being the one who get fed first to the sharks. basta, i hate being #1. it's just too much responsibility.

rumors are (and i am living proof that the alleged rumors are true) my speech comm professor is not exactly thrilled by those who deliver their speeches first that more often they get lower marks. lower than the mean score. and because i was first, i did get an emabarassingly low grade. well, apart from being first, i also kind of sucked. he should have cut me some slack though, being first was real tough especially if you have congenital stage fright working against you.

but here's the thing, after all the speeches were over, the man just had to, by some weird twist of events, announce our scores. i mean, come on! i really didn't mind having the lowest grade in the bunch, but you do not have to f*ckin rub it in my face! maaahn... that was so embarassing. especially when everyone else did fairly well in the exercise amd you kind of didn't.

but wait, the torture did not end there, much to my demise. gaahd, this was the worst part. before finally revealing the score, he just had to broadcast his criticisms (constructive or otherwise, good or bad) about your speech. didn't pose much of a problem if you had done satisfactorily and he has actually something good to say about your speech but if you went first and you kind of screwed up the whole performance, it was hell. duhr!!! no matter how polite you say it, it will somehow come out as "you weren't so bad except for this one tiny bit of detail... you made such a mess!". thanks a lot for rubbing it in, harder. now my confidence and self-esteem level is down to -100, great! just great...now how in the world would i be able to get through on more speech?? how!?

but i can't do anything about it now, can i? so i tried to feign disinterest and drown his voice into oblivion, as if i never heard him, although what i really wanted to do was to crawl into a hole or vanish into thin air, whichever event happened first.

i'm not against criticism. if anything, i welcome it.i'm saying this not only for bad reviews but also for good reviews as well. it has to be done in the proper time, place and context. and there's a very thin line separating critique and shaming.

and sir, one last message:

what in the name of heavens were you thinking?!

death forecast

death forecast

a quiz site tells me that i would die an average death on the average age of 67 years old, giving me less than 50 average years to fulfill my average dreams and resolve the average issues of my 40 % normal life , one of which is whether i shall use the name Dona Rosa or Dona Guadalupe, both ridiculous and equally annoying, as my Mexican name, in case i try to runaway to Mexico City from a lawsuit that involves frequently changing my name. in the less than half a century of my average existence i'd be known in Japan as Rei Takana and in Ireland as Fiona O'Conor . in pornstarlandia, i'd be Karen Kung-Fu Grip (wtf!).

but i need not worry, i only have a 17 percent chance of going to hell for being greedy and lazy. nevertheless, i'd die loved and feared by many. if it's any consolation, i'd be buried in a tomb. now that's a treat. x(

lost my phone

lost my phone

i'm almost over, about 97 percent over the fact that my phone got lost by this dude that from now on, for purposes of confidentiality and safety, we would refer to as "brother".

it's funny how when you say the same things over and over, the emotions that come along with them slowly wear off. and then it gets annoying. really annoying. so i'm not telling for the nth time how "brother" lost the phone... which negates the whole point of bloggering(TM) the whole thing. X) the thing was the phone seemed to have mysteriously vanished.

I have theories though something involving "brother" and the word "aliens".

anyway, i'm using a new number, which should be posted on demand. i reckon the dangers of posting it on a public blog such as this would be enormous. i have people running after my neck... hehe. the last thing you'll need would be neck congee on the menu.

mt.banahaw

Mt. Banahaw

had us all fighting for dear life.

not quite.

despite the utter lack of action and exercise in my life, i managed to get out of Banahaw, alive and all in one piece. although one of us, nearly broke a bone on the descent . a day's worth of tour in Banahaw is actually equivalent to nearly 18 yrs of living sedentary`. and the stairs leading to Sta. Lucia Falls was simply hell on earth.

so i came up with a banahaw equation:

(extreme heat + rough terrain)

zero public toilets

= an undefined mixture of exhaustion, contempt and constipation

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unaware of what we have gotten ourselves into...

jeepney

down at sta. lucia falls. this is not worth my 500 steps.

exhaustion overload

madaya si sir, hindi siya bumaba

inside the cave

creepy statuettes inside the cave

outside the cave

Gateway

Gateway

is a relatively new place in the heart of Cubao. it was actually a rather refreshing venue for meeting my friends (kare, kes, bert). the whole place is neat and unlike the uber populated malls in manila, a lot quieter. you'd enjoy walking around though you can almost tour the mall in under an hour. the interesting thing about it is this outdoor oasis at the center of the mall. it's sort of like a mini rainforest complete with real butterflies and unrealistically green foliage on a gigantic hollow tube. the best part was you can lounge at the garden seats there if you're feeling a little nature-sy .

the place was about to close when we decided to leave. it could have been really fun though if we stayed a little while and just let ourselves get trapped inside the mall, that's like my ultimate fantasy maaahn. and then, i'll be off to raid Mango and Fornarina... bwahahaha. and perhaps, a little stop at the supermarket for refreshments after i get tired from all the raiding. bwahahaha. >:D

*Cubao is really scary after dark.

when we are continuosly pestered by oil-price hikes, somewhere else in the world...

Absent husband returns home ... as a eunuch

NEW DELHI (Reuters) - An Indian man who left his wife and two young children two years ago shocked his family when he returned home as an eunuch, wearing garish red lipstick, the Asian Age newspaper said Thursday.

After a fight with his wife, the jobless Nabiullah left his family in Hathipur town in the northern state of Uttar Pradesh in the summer of 2003 to look for work, the paper reported.

During his absence, he got himself castrated and became a eunuch, earning money by singing and dancing, a common form of employment among India's ostracized community of eunuchs.

"I was always fond of singing and dancing, but felt suffocated in my body as a man," Nabiullah was quoted as saying.

His wife, Shama Parveen, fainted when he returned home late last month and now wants a divorce.

"I cannot live with this eunuch and subject myself and my children to social ridicule," she was quoted

* i don't know what to say

** really

*** poor wife...

galera chronicles part 1

galera chronicles part 1

despite all the hassles we had to go through, we managed to have a blastin' good time at the beach.

my mom nearly kept me from going to that galera trip. so in consequence, instead of my usual early self and meeting them at around 4.30am at metropolis, i arrived at around 7-ish thereby delaying the trip for two and a half hours and rendering us behind our supposed schedule. of course, it also meant me having to recite a litany of apologies, for being the cause of such delay.

from there, we boarded the bus to the port where we were supposed to get on a large motorized banca to take us to white beach. the bus ride was (oh gahd) a terrible pain in the butt. literally. i mean, it had to be the longest bus ride of my life and i have been to 12 hr trips on bus. perhaps a combination of excitement and cramped seating space were a cause of condemnation of a 3 hr trip that lasted forever.

reaching the port, we had to wait like two more hours for the boat ride. and when we were finally called for boarding, we were totally scared out of our wits, they were overloading the damned thing and we nearly backed out. luckily, another boat arrived (not the one we were supposed to be in), a much safer boat, although an hour later than the supposed schedule which was 12:15. sayang, we were this close to having cute friends hehe. but they opted to ride the uberly overloaded first boat.and we never heard of them since. we have a theory though, that they were devoured by the sea. but we saw them the following day, they seemed quite okay. so maybe they managed to survive. i knew it. the cooler they dorkily tugged along with them was a self-sustaining rectangular bathysphere. i knew it. damn it i'm right. how else could they have survived such wrath?

well, i slept through much of the boat trip, awakened by the splash of water from outside the boat which soaked the back of my shirt. i was considerably lucky because kester (who was sitting beside me) got wet twice. and we were the only ones in the boat who, by some twist of faith, got splashed with water. it's weird considering the window behind us had some kind of plastic curtain to keep the water out. i actually gave up tryingto figure out how the hell we got wet.

i thought we were never going to see land ever again... so we collectively wished real hard, and prayed, sang hymns and burned incense. after an hour of lip-service we were at the beach. it was 2-ish then. whether the prayer and hymns and incense had something to do with it, is beyond me. i was okay with the fact that we were actually walking on sand, real sand.

then we were faced with a bigger problem. we still had no place to stay. the beach front hotels were all already fully booked. luckily, some locals were willing to share their residential space (if the price is right, of course) to the disillusioned tourists. so we landed paying for a shack among the woods. we literally had to take a hike to reach the godforsaken place. it wasn't the least bit hotel-sy (not that we were actually looking for a hotel-ish place. any airconditioned room could have worked) and we even had to share the house with the owners. while we slept at the rooms (their rooms), they slept on the floor at the living area. it was, well... a house-- a typical probinsya house, i might add, with a 30+ inch cable tv. neat... at that point we were willing to take anything just so there was somewhere we could spend the night (and somewhere, where we could take showers). we figured it didn't really matter because we were going to be out at the beach the entire time.

so we finally found a place, it was 4pm then, meaning we have all forgotten to eat lunch, what with all that looking-for-a-decent-place-to-stay fiasco. by then, i had a really, really throbbing headache and my world was literally spinning before my eyes and then i started throwing up. i felt really sick, maybe from hours of having eaten nothing (i forgot i was not able to eat a decent breaksfast) and the sordid heat that burned the very core of my existence. if i did not have a hat on, i feel all the gray matter would ooze out of my ears in search for a more tolerable weather. so there i went. the whole household hearing the entire episode of me puking in the toilet. really, really disgusting. :P
i was not really in the mood to go to the beach despite the prodding , having

KLSP

KLSP

(sa mtv, video ng spongecola- KLSP yung palabas)

kuya: ahh..yan pala yung KLSP

egs: oo nga. di mo alam?

kuya: e ano ba ibig sabihin ng KLSP?

egs: Kulang Lang Sa Pansin

kuya: ahh... akala ko KuLangot Sa Pader.

wtf...

heat wave

heat wave

my overused statement for today (and perhaps a couple more months): NAPAKAINIT!!!

sobrang init talaga. kaya naman pala naimbento ang summer vacation e . dahil wala sigurong gaganahan mag-aral kung ganito kainit tapos yung classroom niyo hindi aircon tapos siksikan pa. sus, naiimagine ko pa lang nanlalagkit na ko. ewww... ito yung pinaka ayokong feeling sa lahat. yung mainit na medyo humid tapos parang laging pawis yung mga tao.kadiri talaga. sa sobrang init bumigay na yung isa naming fan. overheat daw. right...

tapos pansin niyo? mas maraming creepy, crawly stuff kapag summer. ayoko pa naman nun. yung pinakanakakatakot e yung mga lumilipad sa malapit sa ilaw pag gabi. parang hindi nga nauubusan ng pila ng mga langgam sa kusina namin e. kahit anong pahid ng miracle chalk (na bigay ni Tita Del, pangontra raw sa ipis at langgam, pero di ako naniniwalang miracle yun) ang gawin mo, hindi pa rin sila mawala-wala. sa bagay kailangan natin silang intindihin, 'they're saving up for the rainy days'. hehe.

kanina habang tirik ang araw, tanghaling tapat, at walang magandang palabas sa tv, naisip ko bakit ba hindi na lang mag-hibernate ang mga humans pag tag-init katulad nung ginagawa ng mga oso pag winter? sa ganong paraan, hindi na natin kailangan magpawis at mag give-off ng heat na dumadagdag pa sa amount ng universal heat energy. hindi rin naman efficient ang magtrabaho pag ganito kainit dahil mas mabilis tayong mapagod. di naman tayo tulad ng mga langgam na kailangan mag-ipon ng food para sa tag-ulan dba?

kaya lang hindi pwede. masyado tayong ginawang adaptable ni mother nature. kainis.

ayun. kaya rin natutuwa akong manood ng spongebob. kasi sila kahit sa ilalim ng dagat, nagssnow pa rin. kaya gusto kong pumasok. kasi sa school aircon. sa bus aircon din. sa rob aircon din. kung pwede nga lang dun na matulog para malamig e gnawa ko na. kaya lang di ako nakapasok ngayon. bad trip. dami ko pa namang lalakaring mga bagay. tapos gusto ko rin magpalamig sa bus. oh well, bukas na lang siguro. buti na lang pala binalita sa kin kanina na hindi nako magffinals sa kahit anong subject. yehey!!! ang saya.

pero mainit pa rin ngayon. malapit na kong maligo sa ice water.

mood post #1

mood post #1

i need to study for my chemistry exam but i can't. i just can't. and i have come up with about a hundred excuses to justify my sheer lack of motivation.
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my left ear is swollen. it's red and it's slightly bigger than my other ear. it's quite funny actually. but hell... it's really really painful. i think my inflammatory response got activated. well, it's nice to know my immune system's working and all but my concentration level's down to zero because of the stupid pain. now, i can't study. i can't even do anything even slightly productive anymore.

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oh and yeah, have i not mentioned yet? i'm on vacation mode already. it's really hard to do anything. i even find getting out of bed in the morning/early afternoon such an immense feat. now, flipping my notes is just too much to handle...

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i am a total sloth...isn't that a capital sin or something? my cathecism skills fail me as of the moment. but i'm pretty sure its on one of them list of sins. i'm just lucky i don't grow algae on my back.

i'm so lazy i might as well be on coma. haha.

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meet my new bestfriend:

it has the coolest shows ever. it used to be a boring channel, but it rose from the ashes and turned to this wonderful phoenix of a tv channel. haha. i just love it.

i suggest you watch that special on spiders. sobrang astig. cool editing. cool cinematography. cool writers. cool spiders. cool everything. you shouldn't miss it. and while you're at it, try and catch an episode of Interpol Investigates. ang galing din. if you're into all the blood and gore, Built for the Kill is just the perfect show for you. and a ton others. basta. manood na lang kayo.

finally

finally

guess what? i had my ear pierced today. it's actually a second piercing on my left ear. i'd love to post a picture of it but too bad the cam's not here. anyway, donna and i have been planning this for months and we swore that we'd get it this march. and now we finally did! i reeeally love it!

but the piercing part, was really painful. a sharp pain followed by numbness and a seemingly swollen head. you could practically feel the piece of metal go through the thin layer of cartilage on your ear lobe. but the pain's tolerable, especially when you have experienced being injected with distilled water intramuscularly and intradermally all in one day.

the sales person who got us pierced said it would be ok by 2 to 3 weeks. and everyday i'd have to clean it with baby oil or something. i'm not really sure bout the care instructions. maybe i'll call donna. for now, i have to take extra care with everything i do just so as not to touch it. and god knows how careless i can get!

yeah so, i thought my mom would go ballistic when she finds out, but surprise, surprise, she didn't. well, there were a few questions but wth, i guess she figured she can't do anything about it. :P

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and i just finished watching romeo and juliet. the one which starred leonardo di caprio (that bisexual guy) and kate winslet. no wait... that's titanic. haha. i mean, that girl, what's her name again? oh yeah. claire danes. everytime i hear her name, i imagine her seeing all those rodents she allegedly saw when she came to the philippines. awww... poor dear. she must have had the shock of her life.

so anyway... i hate shakespeare! and i think romeo and juliet (the novel) is so stupid. but it's an effective tragedy nonetheless. i just don't get why romeo and juliet had to kiss so much. and i don't get why (god why!) had they not thought of mobile phones? haha. period movies suck. :P

the lost post

the lost post

** so here's the lost post.

right... so the semester's almost over except for a few untied ends:

1. natsci 1 chemistry- departmental exam on wednesday. haven't studied yet.

2. n11- i don't have a freakin' idea about my class standing. but i'm pretty confident i won't take the finals. but then again, i don't want to hope too much.

3. n12 fabella- i stil have to complete 1 assist and 3 more deliveries on april 11th. night shift nanaman ito... i don't know if i still have my biological clock working. sana maraming cases sa shift namin.

4. n12 community- papers. papers. papers. a few more revisions and i'm done... that is if my CI would have the heart to return my papers on time. sir, parang awa niyo na, tapusin niyo na ang pagchcheck :)

thank god i won't need to take the dreaded pharmacology finals. i don't know if i could handle one semester's worth of pharmacology again. it's just too much. and besides, i'm unofficially on vacation mode now. i'm not sure if i could handle anything anymore. haha.
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now i don't know what to do with all my vacant time. i hate being idle as much as i hate doing so much academic stuff. but don't get me wrong, i love going to school if only for the allowance *wink wink. i'd rather do nothing at school than at home. at least, you won't get scolded for lazing around and not doing the chores. but then again, i love being home. one word, friends: cabletelevision. (it's all just one word for me hehe).

i swear i have to learn how to play the friggin' guitar this summer. it's one of my life's missions... hehe. i just want to learn how to play an instrument. now, i regret having dropped out of my piano lessons class. but come to think of it, the piano is such a boring instrument. i mean, you can't bring it to school even if you wanted to. and i think, it's A-crowd material. not so UP... and i don't mean anything by that.

i have to learn a chord before this summer ends... no, wait. make that two chords. i think i can find some dumb song with two chords... hehe.

there's one teeny bit of a problem though, i don't know where to find a freakin' guitar! :D

i hate blogger

* this was where a decent entry should have been... if not for the moronic doings of blogger!

it all disappeared right after i hit the publish post button. damn it.

lesson: type it first on notepad or something! (how many times have i told you that?)

kwentong cubicle

kwentong cubicle

walang dapat ikahiya sa kubeta ng kaisipan

minsan pabulong

minsan pasigaw

minsan maingay

minsan tahimik

minsan magulo

minsan maayos

minsan madumi

minsan malinis

kung minsan isang malaking kalokohan

ngunit gayunpaman

mahalaga pa rin ang toilet hygiene :P

angsty teenager shit pt.1

angsty teenager shit pt.1

dala na rin siguro ng hiya at major guilt-trip dahil ilang beses na rin namin silang naiindian sa mga lakaran, natuloy na rin yung matagal na naming balak na mapanood sa isa sa mga gig nila ang Batopik.small time gig lang 'to sa LCC, nung nakaraang wednesday ng gabi. pero astig na rin. actually, tatlo silang 'guest bands': final project, DBTC, Batopik. bulok yung final project. ang feeling kasi nung vocalist nila. hindi naman cute tapos pumipiyok pa. duh! dude, hindi to contest ng pagalingan sa pagpiyok no! buti sana kung gwapo ka e hindi naman. umuwi ka na lang. :P galing nung DBTC (some band from don bosco) syempre dahil tinugtog nila yung cute without the e. haha. masayang-masaya na ko nun. aliw yung vocalist nila ang tabaching tapos A++ for stage presence. if i didn't know any better, maiisip ko na tinrain siya ni Kuya Germs kapalit ni Ike Lozada sa master showman(hehe SLN po mister Ike). pero di nga, kapal ng mukha chong. training ba yan sa don bosco? (peace! sa mga taga don bosco. baka kuyugin niyo na ko neto). pero syempre da best yung Batopik (*ubo *ubo pano ba yan? kailangan na nila kong bayaran.hehe). galing kaya nila. for bookings and reservations contact...

ang audience: nagtitiliang high school girls. you wouldn't think na catholic school ang pinasok mo kung pagmamasdan mo ang mga kasuotan nila. gaawd, there was this one girl, who came in wearing this super short skirt and a hot pink top which was practically a bra for crying out loud! and there were millions of others wearing tube tops and mid riffs. if i'm not mistaken, 80 something percent wore minis, and 90% would have to see a chiropractor the following day from wearing heels (or maybe they won't, but that's not the point). seeing them, you'll think Britney Spears is their friggin' messiah or something. and shit naman, come on they're practically children! i'm talking 12 to 16 year-olds here, people. 12 to 16 year old kids! i don't understand the fuss about wanting to grow up so soon. ang sarap kaya magpaka-high school. all the thrill... haay high school. buti na lang college na ko.*belat* hehe.

we were totally out of place there wearing our beloved maong and shirt (sabay bulong sa sarili 'dibale, 'neng UP ka naman e.). of course, i have grown out of that certain wild high you get from parties back in high school. yung tipong preparation pa lang excited na excited ka na. not that i've attended many during my time (naks i talk like it was 50 yrs ago haha). yung alam mo yun, minsan-lang-kasi-kaya-itodo-na-natin-to attitude. maybe with age (and experience), you do get that certain maturity. and promise, nun ko lang nalaman na mature na pala ako sa lagay na 'to. plus, the realization that i'm really an adult now, na matanda na ko kaya di ko na keri ang fashion ng mga kabataan ngayon. hehe. 18 na nga ako e. two years from now 20 na ko (malamang). wala lang. gusto ko lang sabihin. :P ang tatak pala ng pagiging mature ay wala sa pananamit o panlabas na anyo, kundi sa pagkilos ng naayon at sa pagdedesisyon para sa sarili.

ayan na-frustrate naman tuloy ako. tumatanda na ko pero ang dami ko pang gustong gawin sa buhay ko. yung mga bagay na sana noon ko pa sinimulan at yung mga bagay na sana masimulan ko na ngayon pa lang. there's so much to do with so little time. oh crap, i think i'm running out of time! wag naman sana.

randomness

randomness

i'm glad to be semi-productive these days. ahhh... ganito pala yung feeling ng nagsisipag. semi-sipag. hindi pa full blast. baka mabigla ako pag finull blast ko at lalo lang akong tamarin. o mas malala baka magkasakit na lang ako all together.

well anyway, kahit na anong sipag ko, parang hindi naman maubos-ubos ang mga papers na dapat kong gawin. tambak na nga yung revisions na kailangan kong i-accomplish e. sa larangang yan, medyo napag-iiwanan na ako.

ang coooool... inemail ko yung poet ng napili kong poem para sa humanities poetry reading/interpretation/analysis namin, si IMTIAZ DHARKER, some dudette from India who makes films and writes poems for a living. in all fairness multi-awarded siya. feeling close nga ako e. humihingi ako ng tips kung pano ko iiinterpret yung poem niya. best part is, nagreply siya. di niya naman sinagot query ko dahil medyo busy raw siya, pero nagreply siya yun ang mahalaga. astig sana kung nakuha ko yung sagot niya bago ako makapagrecite sa humanties. kaya lang tapos na ko magrecite at wala akong planong ulitin pa ang experience. i suck at public speaking, really.

nasusuka na ko sa template ko. >vomit<

i'm back

i'm back

medyo na-kumbinsi ko na rin ang sarili kong mag-update ng blog, pagkatapos ng tatlong linggong pagiging abala (at patuloy pang pagiging abala) sa maraming bagay (lahat-lahat na yan).

marami na ring nangyari. tulad nito:

WARD 3 a.k.a. Department of Medicine ward

Kung akala ko nakita ko na ang tunay na mukha ng PGH sa ENT ward last sem, sa ward 3 ko nalaman na hindi pa pala. Baklang-bakla ang mga cases sa ENT ward kung ikukumpara sa ward 3. wala sa kalingkingan ng ward 3 ang ENT ward. Sa totoo lang, sobrang nanghina ako nung una kong ilibot ang mga mata ko sa ward 3. Alam mo yung halong pakiramdam ng awa at pagkadismaya sa nakikita mo? ganun yung feeling.

Dito, halos lahat ng pasyente may TB. Ang isang pasyenteng sa ward 3 kung di dating may TB ay siguradong magkakaron ng TB sa sobrang congested ng ward. Kung medyo compromised ang immune system mo dahil sa puyat o sa kung ano pa mang dahilan di kataka-takang kapitan ka ng TB. Kaya lahat na ng gawang pag-iwas ay nagawa na namin. Andyan yung maya-mayang pag-aalcohol at yung halos di paghinga kung wala kaming mask. Kasama na rin dyan yung pagooverdose sa Vitamin C para lang lumakas ang resistensya.

Dito, karaniwan ang isang pasyenteng kabi-kabila ang tubong nakadikit sa katawan pero mas karaniwan yung pasyenteng naburdahan na ang braso sa dami ng swero. OP ang pasyenteng hindi naka-IV fluids. OP rin yung walang tubo sa katawan. Di ko malaman, pero parang palalaan yata ng sakit dito. Mas sikat kapag mas malala. Parang ganun.

Sa ward3 mo marerealize ang totoong kahulugan ng salitang sugat. Naalala ko nagwound care kami dun sa pasyente ko. Yung sugat niya ay isang malaking abscess na sumakop sa buong likod ng ulo niya. Non-healing wound na may necrotic tissue. The rest would be up to your wild imagination. Promise. You'll never look at a wound the same way ever again.

Dito ka rin makaka-encounter ng mga pasyenteng sobrang masungit at un-welcoming. Yung mga pasyenteng mayayamutin at naninigaw tlga. well, hindi mo rin naman sila masisisi. If i were in there condition, i'd probably act the same way or maybe even worse. Ikaw ba naman, may sakit ka na nga tapos mapupunta ka pa sa isang lugar na puro may malalalang sakit ang nakapalibot sayo, ewan ko na lang kung di ka pa mabadtrip nun. But I guess they don't really have a choice, do they?

Sa ward 3 mo rin malalaman kung san nanggaling ang tagalog idiom na "umuubo ng piyano". dahil may mga pasyente pala tlgang sobrang lakas ng pag-ubo akala mo mageexpectorate ng piyano. kung hindi man, ilalabas na nila ang internal organs nila.

Matatawa ka sa ward 3 dahil ito lang yta ang ward at ang PGH lang ang ospital na merong gumagalang stray cats sa loob ng mga ward. Nakita ko with my very own eyes. Talk about sanitary health.

Ultimate ward experience ang med ward. Kahit na sobrang bwisit na bwisit ako sa CI (clinical instructor) namin. At sa bawat umagang nakikita ko siya parang sumisirko ang sikmura ko sa inis. At sa tuwing nakikita ko siya parang gusto ko siyang sulatan ng SOAPIE dahil mukha siyang chart! bwahahahaha >:D

Nagpapasalamat pa rin ako dahil iniwan ko ang ward 3 ng wala itong pinapabaon sa king sakit or whatever. SObrang salamat dahil di ako nagka-TB kahit na palagi akong pumapasok ng puyat dahil sa papers.

Oh well... hanggang sa susunod muling ward adventures.

Next Attraction: Community duties

the lamest 18th birthday ever invented

the lamest 18th birthday ever invented
don't ask.

i turned eighteen yesterday and i'm not thrilled being of legal age or anything. i just couldn't understand why people actually make too much of a deal out of this whole being-18 thing. i mean why can't it be 19 or 16 or 20 or any other birthday for that matter? and it sucks even more when you're a girl. i know you can think of a gazillion reasons but still i don't get it. i mean, come on. 18 roses? 18 candles? 18 treasures? 18 s? what's all that 18 stuff for anyway? total waste... or maybe it's just bitter me talking. >:D

honestly, (unlike dan) i'm not feeling any more sempai-ish now than i did 18 years ago. i exepected too much... tsk tsk.

you know what else?

natatakot na akong mag-jaywalk ngayon. kasi baka hindi lang isang malupit na Lupang Hinirang (last ko yatang kinanta to... di ko na maalala) ang abutin ko , now that i'm legal and all. :P

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although my actual birthday sucked as much as it did...

still a gazillion thanks to the people who remembered. you made my day so much better, promise. umaga pa lang pinasaya niyo na araw ko :D

salamat kay ma'am ramos for not noticing i was late for class last monday.

friends, salamat sa cds at sa iba pang regalo. da best silang lahat.

salamat rin sa surprise cake na pinagsaluhan natin under 10 minutes sa GAB canteen. na surprise talaga ko. muntik niyo na ko paiyakin... pero hindi! :P . ang di niyo alam umiyak ako after... hehe joke.

salamat tlga.

somebody once told me to count my blessings... i realized i couldn't count them. they're too many.

wala ako sa mood magpost ng bagong entry...

useless post # 1

useless post #1

talaga bang sadya lang na may mga panahong pakiramdam mo kinakalawang ang utak mo?

ganun kasi yung pakiramdam ko ngayon. sa dinami-dami ng lecture handouts na binasa ko, parang wala nanaman akong matandaan. ang masaklap nito, alam kong kailangan ko silang matandaan, exam or no exam...

ngayon, ano ba ang pagkakaiba ng sulfonylureas sa biguanines, megletidines, thiazolidinediones at alpha-glucosidase inhibitors?

may nadagdag nanaman pala sa wonderful collection of bus anecdotes ko kanina. eto yung excerpt:

egay: (nagpipigil ng tawa habang nanonood ng extra challenge)

manyak na konduktor: bat ka natatawa?

egay: (sa isip: naknam... e bat ka ba nangingialam? ) wala. -_-

pampalinaw ba talaga ng mata ang bitamina A?

sa wakas, naging malinaw rin ang lahat. naintindihan ko rin ang humanities 1. nagets ko rin ang love song ni Prufrock! magpapamisa ako sa linggo :p

ang salbutamol ba bronchodilator o corticosteroid?

wtf. lapit na pala ng bday ko. hala.

yes wala si sir!!! hooray!

ditching school

ditching school

i decided to ditch school today. we only have one subject at AS today which would last for about an hour and a half and it's not until 4pm. there's even a 65 percent chance the prof's not going to be there. besides, the time it would take me to go to school would be much longer than the time it would take me to sit in class and pretend to listen. now where's the logic in that? heck, it didn't even take* me much time to decide.

i have been extremely lazy/sedentary lately (despite having attended two PE sessions now). i don't know... maybe it's the weather or the gazillion other reasons i have come up with to justify my utter laziness. you know how they say lazy people are the scum of the earth... i don't want to be scum! now, i just hate myself for being so friggin lethargic.

plus +++, i hate this humanities class we have. we're doing poetry now. sheesh it's not my fault i have not been born with any artistic capability whatsoever and it's clearly not my fault i don't get poetry!!! to add to the insult, we were cursed to do this poetry reading thing in class. great. just great.

that's it for now.

the year that was

the year that was

'04 wasn't a very good year. lots of tragedies. and for me, 300 out of 365.25 days were a little off (80 percent of which were bad hair days :D). LOTS of bad decisions made in 2004, some i regret until now and most i really don't care about. i had more bouts of depression and crying spells this year than i ever had my whole life. and the PMS, man, was worse! the road to self-discovery, was one i took a lot of times this year. i definitely learned a lot more about myself. sometimes you just don't like what you see but oftentimes you do.

resolution for 2005

in no particular order:

1. do more advanced readings on all my majors... (hmmph. like this is gonna happen!)

2. try to prevent the hormones from taking over my social life

3. find a safer, less reactive, less animate target for my rage (kawawa naman kasi si julius e. hehe)

4. be a little more zen -- whatever that is!

5. save save save!

6. (serious 'to) be kind- i can't change the world.

7. never go home past 12mn, what are sleepovers for?

8. as much as i can, avoid pointless arguments with mother dearest. if there's anything i've learned from last year it's that we never win... never!

9. i resolve to be 18 this year. >oh yeah<

10. no more trips to the salon for at least 6 months

11. be more active-- exercise, play sports, whatever! any active thing will do.

12. eat more veggies and fruits- 2 to 5 servings a day

13. watch more movies this year

14. more self-expression- they say it helps lower the risk of getting cancer.

the year ends with a bang...

the year ends with a bang...

i guess by now, you've heard something about tsunamis hitting South Asia and killing like over 150,000 people and counting(and if not, where the hell have you been?). the sight of thousands of corpses is just so depressing not to mention scary. something about it speaks "annihilation of mankind" . imagine, thousands of lives lost just like that. and even almost entire villages destroyed and millions of lives were affected. this incident is just one, but how about the other tragedies, typhoons and flashfloods, that supposedly "darkened" the year?

then i realized how very selfish and shallow i was for fussing and moping about a bad haircut when all hell broke loose and made over 150 thousand people extinct. tsk tsk. with all the tragedies happening so untimely, we could only do so much as to hope that we could learn something from all of this and pray that this will be the last.

nature is not at our mercy. people are at the mercy of nature.

Da Vinci Code

Da Vinci Code

after months of stalling, i finally finished reading da vinci code, magnificently written by dan brown. i wanted to find out why it became such a fad and why it garnered such superb reviews and commentaries and raves from a lot of people i know (Da Vinci Code is so overrated!). and perhaps, to join the bandwagon (oh yeah!). the whole story was movie-ish, nothing short of detail and imagery. the most action-packed story i've ever read next to nancy drew mysteries.and it will certainly make your heart beat faster (in a suspense-thriller kind of way) in all the right (and the not so right) places. but it wasn't what i expected, though. i find some scenes and dialogues too melodramatic, almost taken straight out of a daytime soap. nakakainis lang. just when you're revved for something exciting, the bida will say something like , i don't know, something too corny. masyadong madrama. think harry potter and albus dumbledore in HP1... "it's LOVE Harry.." blehp. whattaloadof C-R-A-P.

i love they way fact and fiction were interwoven tightly to make the plot so intricate yet interesting at the same time. although, the line separating fact from fiction was very thin that, at times, it can be confusing . someone even actually thought the whole story was true. duh! maybe that's what makes DVC worthy of praise, the way it makes you almost forget that it's fiction.

overall, it's a nice read. very informative. it's ok. something i'd spend idle time on. but not for the weak-hearted... hehe. as you might know already, some data are quite shocking and for the devout it might be really offensive. but watdahel it's nice, really. read it even if you do just so you won't be left out when everybody talks about da vinci code. just like i did.

how i spent christmas eve...

how i spent christmas eve...
it was pretty much the same as last year's. nag-bisperas ako sa harap ng computer. for noche buena, i just ate cake >yum<. i think, we all just ate cake. may booze sana kaya lang sabi ni mother sa new year na lang daw. we do not want to get wasted on christmas... sayang! hehe. pagkatapos kumain, videoke galore naman. sumakit yung lalamunan ko tapos mga alas-tres natulog na kami.

actually, mas masaya pala yung pasko ngayon kaysa last year. kasi dati tinulugan lang nila ako tapos yung block namin sobrang tahimik. wala pang on-line sa YM. parang natulog lang lahat ng tao nun. for some reason, this year, e gising ang mga tao.

Merry Christmas everyone!!!

elegy for my lost precious

elegy for my lost precious

arrgh... i hate my hair!!! i look like a freakin' high school student, dammit! i asked for a stupid trim and here's what i got. stupid hair left me no choice but to:

1. wear a cap or something of that sort to hide my hideous hair do for a couple of months.

2. withdraw any connection to the outside world and live like a hermit, yes, for a couple of months.

3. erase memories of the past and create a new identity

4. transfer schools (hehehe)

5. kill the stylist and risk going to jail. (at least i would be withdrawn from society).

grrr...i'm engraged, horrified and on the verge of having a serious breakdown.

why of all people, does it always have to happen to me? why?

Christmas Wishlist

Christmas Wishlist
i'm through procastinating. since only 4 days remain before the 25th and by now i have had sufficient time to deliberate on the things (material and otherwise) i hope to have, i am finally writing my wish list. don't get the idea that i'm probably posting this to make-parinig (excuse the utter conio-ness of that). you're smart. you get the thought >wink wink<. here goes:

1. pair of black Chuck Taylors-- finally got this!
2. another pair of Chucks preferrably of a different color (canvas or fuschia pink)-- (gawd all i can think about now are Chucks!)

3. albums galore! -- not photo album, dimwit! (spongecola, urbandub, bamboo, mayonnaise mostly local artists) suportahan ang Pinoy music scene!

4. cake-- i really don't know why i wrote this. it's a spur of the moment kind of thought. I WANT CAKE!

5. late night at Macahora-- kain (konting inom... ng juice! hehe) tapos makikinig ng acoustic. i could have done this a long time ago, wala nga lang akong kasama. maliit lang na place yung Macahora, intimate kaya masaya siguro.

6. Fday reunion-- sana matuloy sa 27. miss ko na sila... huhuhu. matagal-tagal ko na rin silang di nakikita.

yun lang. ang konti lang pala ng gusto ko ngayong Pasko... but do you know what i want most

world peace. hehe. joke. feeling beauty-queen.
sa totoo lang, (walang halong plastik 'to promise) simple lang ang ultimate wish ko ngayong pasko...

SUN SIM. ;)
ps: nakakainggit kasi mga friends ko halos lahat may sun sim na. hehe. 24/7 unlimited. walang kinalaman si Jay-R dito 'no.

A Walk to Remember

A Walk to Remember

you know how romance novels make you go "awww..." all the time and kind of make you wish you just had a more colorful, more interesting love life? of course you do. maybe even once in your life you did hope for a romantic intervention. i mean, who doesn't?

that's why i hate romance so much (at times). not to sound too cynical or anything. and then you come across a book like A Walk to Remember and suddenly you forget. i guess Filipinos just really are suckers for good romance (soaps and horror flicks) and i am an even greater sucker for a walk to remember, movie or novel, whichever!

Nicholas Sparks sure did know how to write some good love story there. The movie was of course, a lot different but i'm not going into that now. although honestly, its the same old tragic love story. boy falls for girl, girl eventually loves boy, one of them gets sick, dies, the end. and in between, the juicy details. >yum<

it's different for me though because i imagined shane west in all his handsome glory all throughout the novel. hihihi. naaahh. i just like AWTR. one of the greatest love stories ever told. too bad there are too few Landon Carters in the world. that realization just burst my bubble right there. damn those love stories! (*_*)

Lantern Parade

Lantern Parade

sobrang saya ng lantern parade. incredible energy and adrenaline-pumping action. we paraded taft avenue and the streets of Faura and Pedro Gil wearing black UPCN asTig shirts, maong, feathered arm bands and summery buri hats and chanting, shouting and cheering non-stop for the college. we went dancing tribal on the streets. we cheered like crazy. shame had no place.

although i'm quite sure UPM lantern parade was nothing like the one they're having at UPD with all the floats and stuff, it was super fun. there's something about the small population at UPM that made the event such an intimately happy affair that everybody from the maintenance people to the higher-ups, was part of .

we nailed the best in cheering award. yay! and our lantern won third. not bad.

and now my throat hurts like hell... so much for college spirit.

Christmas thing

speaking of spirit, Christmas spirit is one thing i believe in. i just love everything about Christmas although there's no denying the certain level of stress it brings with it. and to get some stress off, me and my college friends started this crazy Christmas tradition involving ourselves, a couple of digital cameras and the college Christmas tree. pictures will be posted soon.

*friends, our Christmas special may be history but we still have the rest of our college lives to do a lot of specials. especially now that i have decided to become more spontaneous.

patikim

patikim

andami kong kwento. wala naman akong panahong magkwento. konting tiis na lang bakasyon na naman at malamang magkaron na ko ng mas mahabang oras na makipag-one-on-one sa computer at sa blogger. saya. lapit na nga pala ng lantern parade. hooray! abangan niyo yun.

hindi totoong mga taga-Diliman lang ang may kick-ass Lantern Parade! >no offense meant<

SayawMANILA pics just as i promised

SayawMANILA pics just as i promised

Saliwan

syempre dapat kasama ako

Saliwan in action

donna and osang

si julius naka-sando

mimi

3 exams coming up next week!

3 exams coming up next week!

mainit-mainit pa. fresh from the mimeographing machine. yum yum. parang sinakluban ng langit at lupa ang susunod na linggo. sadyang isinumpa na magdala ng pasakit. ang pinakamasaklap pa nito, dalawang araw na walang pasok pero ni hindi ko man lang nabuklat ang mga notes ko at ang sangkatutak na readings at handouts na xerox. talk about major ka-ipokritahan.

ano ba yan, magpapasko pa naman. now i know... christmas is about giving... giving exams! harhar. funny because it's sad, sad because it's true.

umph! mukhang madedelay pa ang christmas break dahil sa dami ng suspended classes ngayong sem. tapos, hindi pa ako nakakapag-christmas shopping. at ang pinaka masamang balita wala pang christmas dough. meaning, i'm broke until god knows how long. christmases were a lot happier when i was younger.

btw, marunong na ko mag-injection! :D

wishful thinking

wishful thinking

if a genie came to me and agreed to grant me a wish (just one, i don't really need three), i'd wish it rains until early morning tomorrow so that the streets of Manila all get flooded and our classes will be cancelled.

and just when i ended that paragraph above, the rain was reduced into a soft drizzle, which I could have sworn good as not raining at all. bummer! come to think of it, usually, it's when we wish too hard, that things don't actually happen. parang nang-aasar na ewan. i guess, it's nature's way of check-and-balance-ing things. reminding us of that "we don't always get what we want" load of bull*.

just this morning i wished (i even prayed for crying out loud!), that the lab exam would be

easy and that i won't get too many errors doing procedures blah blah. pero pucha pag kuha ko ng papel para dun sa written part, nanghina na ako agad question 2 pa lang. who would have thought they'd give computations for the written part? and everyone knows how i suck at Math. numbers make me anxious, my mind goes blank whenever i see too many of them. luckily, the test only had a couple of items you'd need to compute for. i couldn't remember if i answered that question or just left it blank. either way, mali naman pareho. so, why bother?

and then i wished the practical (move system) exam would be easier. but no! it was so darn frustrating. and dare i recall the gruesome events of that hour and a half of my life. i shall not speak of the horror that is our lab exam. way too traumatic!

still unrecovered from the events of the day, some of my groupmates and i headed to BLISS at Guadalupe for a report we're having despite rains and having only one umbrella for all of us. what a nice day for field work. again, i wished the rain would stop. it didn't. i was cold and soaking wet when i got home. i even thought my feet would get frostbite! (exagg)

now i think i'm catching a cold.

there's a reason why they say wishes are hopes not promises. i wish i realized that sooner!

Sayaw MANILA

Sayaw MANILA

my head has been in pain all weekend but despite that i managed to go to the PhilAm Auditorium, saturday night and be the (un)official photographer for Saliwan, my college's own dance club. i managed to get a few decent pictures but everything else was just haze and smoke from all the movement they did (duh! kaya nga dance e! alangan namang hindi sila gumalaw?).

anyway, the backstage and aftershow pics were sweeet... i'll be posting them soon.

type O (-,+) wtf!

type O (-,+) wtf!

tama si bixie sobrang madugo nga ngayong sem. madugo,

sa parehong literal at metaphorical na paraan. ironically, mukhang ako e mauubusan ng dugo sa sobrang katoxican. therefore, malapit ng maging substantial ang pagbaba ng blood volume ko. tsk tsk.

blood shed...

and to think we're in this profession to save lives and prevent a considerable amount of blood loss. but we have yet to learn how to save our asses first from bloody semesters like this.

all blood donors are welcome. type Os will be very much appreciated.

blog miss

blog miss

hindi ko nga pala kayang tiisin tong hinayupak na blog ko. ganun talaga. pag may isang kang bagay o taong minamahal (extra super cheesy nito, alam ko. wag ng kumontra dahil totoo naman...) hindi mo siya kayang tiisin, gaano pa man ang paniniwala mong kaya mo. love precedes faith. this is as much a part of me as carbohydrate is to my diet. :)

second sem ,second year, seconds lost

indefinite blog hiatus

my semester's kinda, no make that, is really, really uber hectic so i'm having an indefinite blog hiatus.

second sem ,second year, seconds lost

sem's just starting, my body is still on sembreak-mode and we haven't been to all our subjects yet but our days (and nights) are already loaded... like hell. riiiight... talk about hell course!

we just started classes last tuesday and we're already having our first long exam on our nursing major on friday! sh*t talaga. ilang araw pa lang kaming pumapasok e parang isang taon na! tapos sa thursday (actually, bukas na yon), kailangan pa namin magdala ng buntis (6 to 7 months) na para bagang thing ang mga babaeng buntis. and mind you, hindi ganon kadaling maghanap ng preggy ngayon. asar nga e, kung kailan naman sila kailangan ngayon naman sila nawawala. at ang hirap magpapayag ng tao (buntis syempre) na magpakapa at magpasalat ng tiyan. kunsimisyon talaga!

at malas na lang ng group namin dahil mukhang aabutin pa ng Mayo ang clinicals. haay... mahaba-habang semestre ito.

goodluck na lang sa 'min!

grades

grades

i finally got all my classcards. end results were only satisfactory and i sure can kiss that CS thing goodbye... for good. :( kahit ganito ako pinangarap ko rin naman minsan ang maging CS 'no. besides, para naman may mai-display akong certificate bukod sa diploma ko nung high school. well, that's just GC me talking.

so far i have this on my second year first sem checklist:

N4 2.0

N10 1.75

Micro 2.25

Para 2.25

Chem 40 2.25

Histo 2 1.25

inuulan ako ng 2 point something ngayong sem. tsk tsk. and my mom would always say "ako nun nung college ako..." blah blah yadda yadda. ma, isa lang ang masasabi ko diyan: whatever!!! oo na lam kong tamad ako! sa susunod medyo sisipagan ko na at hindi ko na tutulugan ang exam. juice ko, sana lang magawa ko lahat 'to diba?

first just let me greet you a proper

Happy Halloween!!!

i thought the orange and black theme would be enough....

blog anniversary

blog anniversary today!!!

i have plans of changing my template too but i can't work without frontpage so the new template would be delayed until i figure out how to work html using notepad. i'm not that skilled, you know...

exactly a year ago, i wrote about how i despised sembreaks, how they kill me with boredom and how they make me too idle. that was a year ago. a year since, i find myself still on sembreak and still bored to death yet thankful nonetheless that i don't have to go to school for a couple of weeks. i mean, it's better this way. i won't have to get my ass off the bed every morning. i won't have to run a flight of stairs to make it to class. i won't have to beat traffic lights to get to class. i won't have to come up with such lame excuses why i came late for class. i won't have to think of where to eat for lunch. i won't have to do anything but waste time and just be my usual lazy self.

almost only a week left before we resume typical school routine. i'm planning on spending the remaining days of happiness on something worthwhile.

1) go to Pangasinan for my aunt's 65th birthday celeb and for halloween na rin. we'll be leaving on sunday. it should be a blast and a helluva good time spent with relatives and adorable nephews and nieces. i'm giving them a bit of halloween scare. can't wait.

2) finish the scrapbook i'm working on. it should be finished by friday. i'm feeling kinda crafty today and my creative juices can't wait to pour out of my nutshell. it should be a nice project. i'm working on high school and college pictures. nostalgia... nostalgia...

3) i know this would be too passe but i made testimonials to some friends on (ahem ahem) friendster. those were long over due but they deserve it. while i was at it, i spent some time reading mine. testimonials can be really uplifting, no matter how baduy or corny or out-dated they may seem now. life is so much easier with testimonials.

4) added some yahoo id's of friends on YM. just to keep the lines of communication open...

5) i'm currently reading a Nancy Drew book. i've had Nancy Drew books since i could remember but i never really read them. it took me this long to finally start reading Nancy Drew. guess, i was too hooked with Sweet Valley then. SV seems so crappy snd superficial now. i think we all go through that "Sweet Valley" stage in our lives when everything's just so bubblegummy (props to Sed for that wonderful adjective). and then we move forth to a stage called "adolescence" and teenager-ism when all the angst sink in. yeah!

6) wadelse? hmm.. stalking some people... bwahaha :D friendster is the perfect stalking tool pare! ;) teenage girl, teenage girl :P

so there you go... i'm really excited about my scrapbook but i'm afraid i'm still short on pictures. wish i could have a printing galore and have all my digital images printed out. there's just too many. :(

wait. photo shops are accepting digital images now, right? wonder how much that would cost...

happy birthday bloggy!!!

never knew i would get this hooked

stressed tress

stressed tress

my locks are in an all time low right now. looked more horrible and wildly disarrayed than usual. ironically enough, it has never been this long, ever. it's dry and tangled all over and i'm in serious need of a hair make over... fairy godmother of hair, help me!

mom heard me whining and came to the rescue. she may not be fairy godmother but she's mother all right. although her ways are yes, questionable even for weird old me, i was made to comply for fear that questioning her methods would be too much for me to handle.

and then, she went on and on about how her hair was long and thick back in the days when she was younger and how her mother (my grandmommy, god bless her soul!) would bathe her hair in coconut milk which was exactly what she did with mine. weird, i know!

after having your hair all covered in gata, you let it stand for about an hour or so and then you rinse it with your fave shampoo. you would really have to rinse it well so you won't get too much oil on your locks and you won't end up looking like you have been dipped on grease. your hair should be shiny and well-moisturized by then.

experts (read as: mother) say the effect would be good for around two days and i wonder if the smell was included in that. the stink of coconut milk would really stick to your hair even after vigorous shampooing.
and i'm not really sure if you should be taking beauty advice from moi! haha :D

a reunion, a wedding and a sucky menu :p

a reunion, a wedding and a sucky menu :p

i can't believe i missed curie reunion for that stupid wedding. the ceremony was in japanese, the food sucked big time (japanese... yuck!) and although there were a lot of familiar faces around, mostly neighbors, i didn't really know any single one of them, except my mom whom i was with that night.

but what really ticked me off was the menu. seriously, i was only in it for the food and the food sucked. i mean, i didn't know anyone there. and i couldn't care less if the groom wanted to marry someone Madam Auring-ish. weno naman ang pakialam ko ano? close ba kami? HINDI. and i guess, wala rin naman silang pakialam kung nandun ako o wala. so i was pretty much... no make that, really, in there for the food. haha. professional P-G na 'to!

and did i say the food sucked? with names i can't even pronounce and arrangements which you'd think were hot off the cook book. the menu was really, really long. about 6 to 7 "entrees" (is that what you call them? feel free to correct me :D )were served. and i'm not really that keen on fine dining. i mean, i still have trouble with all the utensils. and besides, i hate that formal crap. actually, ok sana kung masarap yung food but no! there was this food, japanese i think, it looked real good pero kung gaano siya kaganda, ganun naman kapangit yung lasa. raw salmon and some other fish yeeekkk... nakaka-frustrate nga eh kasi maski yung dessert e hindi masarap. choco-orange parfait something. yung choco part lang yung kinain ko. grrr... kainis. and all the other kids have this kiddie meal (chicken, spaghetti and ice cream) which looked and, i guess, tasted better than adult food. sana yun na lang ang sinerve sa kin. baka umuwi pa akong nakangiti...

even the darn cookies weren't good!
i'll live my whole life hating five star hotels and fine dining restaurants because of that...

actually, i never really liked any of the stuff :D

iced crush

iced crush

you might think this is ultra cheeezy and to tell you quite frankly i never imagined myself saying this, but i am anyway so, live with it.

having a crush is one of the nicest if not the nicest feeling in the world. the natural high is just incredible. everything is incredible. i won't trade it for anything. okay, so maybe not really ANYTHING... that coveted mp3 player would be nice. haha. but still crushing on someone is like the icing on the cake, the cherry on the top, the spice of life... (wherever did that come from?)

it's high school all over again. and i still have vivid memories of racing heartbeats, hot flushed cheeks and dreamy stares everytime i see "him" walk across the quadrangle. suddenly, everything seems to be in slow motion and once again i am transported to cloud cuckoo land. typical high school girl crush if you ask me.
now that i'm more "mature" , it's not any different. the characters definitely have changed but the story's just the same. as always, i still get all tachycardiac and dreamy and stuff. i still can't get that stupid smile off my face everytime i sortuv see/imagine "him". the excitement of it all just takes my breath away. shallow yet totally elating...

ahhh alas! i'm a teenage girl once more. (i'm a girl! wtf. i almost forgot.)

crush ko si _____ :D

never felt better...

went to

went to
osang's dad's wake today. originally, the girls and i were supposed to meet at school but i cancelled after letting them wait for quite a while. i still had to run some things and my mom asked me to meet her at the mall. finally, i did go.
while aboard the jeep at España, i was lucky to see some friends who apparently were also going to the wake so i went down the jeep to go with them. besides, i didn't really want to ride the jeep. i felt metro manila pollution clogging my skin pores. it's so stressful. and yeh, i'd rather go with company, of course. :)
turned out, i didn't know the place and i could get lost if i did go there alone. anyway, we walked from quezon ave to the funeral place thinking it wasn't too far but hell it was! you know how lazy i am. i'm not used to walking distances and i'm not even used to walking. i'm that lazy, i know!
after finally reaching funeraria paz, my hair was in wild disarray, my bladder had to go and i was totally thirsty i even felt my throat go dry. a glass of hydrogen dioxide and a trip to the girl's room after, i felt better.
i don't really know the protocol (if there's such a thing) when going to wakes. i grew up thinking it's a place where people play cards while munching on your standard biskwit at kape. i don't know how i did but i finally mustered the courage to look at the dead man's face. usually, i won't do that, i'm too scared. like i would imagine the dead suddenly open their eyes or that they would squint or that moisture would form on the coffin glass. creepy.
anyway, there's a certain peacefulness when you look at them lying there. it's radiating almost infectious. when you die (depending on how you lived your life), body and soul separate and become two distinct peaceful entities. in time the body wears away but the soul lives on forever.



'nuf said... off to play Need For Speed yahoooo!

random angst

random angst

ugggh hassle! siyet tlaga. punyeta. eto yung mga panahon na gusto mo na lang mag-vanish into thin air. parang nag-conspire ang buong uniberso para bigyan ka ng sakit ng ulo. badtrip.

- nangangati ang buong katawan ko at sa di malamang kadahilanan napupuno ng mga pulang marka na mukhang pantal pero hindi naman. nakakahigh blood!

- may isang nilalang na maaring naka-infiltrate na netong kuta ko. hindi ako sigurado pero malakas ang kutob ko. arrgh. shit yun. ang lawak naman ng internet. kumbakit kelangan pang mapadpad dito... kundi ba naman uminit ang ulo mo.

- gusto ko ng bumalik sa pagiging invisible... >poof!<

- at biglang tumugtog ang With a Smile ng Eheads, mas uminit ang ulo ko. yeh ryt. with a smile mo mukha mo!