currently playing>> palagot sa kontra by phylum is playing on smash ryt now.. :D
im feeling>> exhausted. its after midterms and i feel so drained.. :(
this is the part wherein i talk, and you have to read. :p basically, since im blabbing, imMa be talkin bowt me. random things that you might noe already, or dont, or dont want to find out. whatever it is, your choice.ü
[x] lets start with the name. my name is charlene michelle. i dunno where or why my parents gave me that name, but it is in the initials of C and M since everyone of brothers and sisters have names beginning with the same initials.
[x] its pronounced as SHAR-leeeeen (as in, long E sound), and it sucks when people say it as tsar.. murder my name, will you? that's why the nickie "syarlen" was coined so you'd get the idea of how my name is properly bein pronounced.. as for other people calling me "cha-cha", fine. no problem with that. just make sure you get the whole name right.
[x] i am a bonafide nerd.. yep.ü i graduated valedictorian in elementary from the university of san carlos - girls, and i finished eleventh in my graduating class in sci hi. dean's lister in my 1st and 2nd year in college, but i admit that things are getting harder as i am approaching my last year, so most probably, i wont be part of the dean's list anymore.. :( but nevertheless, i still get satisfactory grades. (exactly the reason why my parents allow me to have night outs!ü)
[x] i was, and in some ways, still am, a boyband person. i watched the moffatts concert when i was in grade six. and i have loved the backstreet boys' songs since grade four. hahaha. my taste has improved since then, but that's okei. they're the only boybands that i support. :p to hell with cueshe.
[x] i drink, i smoke, and do rock and roll. i started to drink as early as grade four under the influence of my sisters who would sometimes have drinking sessions with their friends here at home. but i began with mild drinks only, at that time it was only island lime and gin, until it progressed to red horse with high school and college friends.ü occasionally, and when my sisters have money, we have swigs of tequila, vodka or baileys. i started smoking only during 1st year college, and i have youseff to thank for getting me into the habit. but mind you, i only smoke when i drink. and yep, my parents are aware of my drinking habits. its the smoking that they dont know (or know, i know they do), and do not tolerate. rock and roll? its out of the question. sex is good too. *wink*
[x] i am a sucker for chocolates. give me some and il make you my world.ü haha, where the hell did that come from?
[x] i hate tomboys. in my own definition, they're girls, acting like boys, dressing up like them, feeling like them. they have suicidal tendencies, they are insecure. they have low self esteem with a disturbance in body image. i hate them. i have a phobia of them. i have nothing against girl-girl relationships, but dont you think its hotter if two hot, beautiful, sexy girls are into each other? its yucky looking at a couple, one a girl, the other a trying-hard-to-be-a-boy..
[x] i believe that marriage is a waste of time, effort and money. all of my sisters have kids, are with the fathers of their kids, but remain unmarried. i believe in its impracticality. but i am going to get married myself (haha, ironic?). someday. with my one great love: Jan Eric Ylanan.ü we are going to get married someday. in fact, i already have our grand, grand, GRAND wedding planned in mind. and i cant wait. :)
[x] i still sleep in between my parents, in their beds, in their bedroom.
[x] i havent tasted ketchup or mayonnaise yet. ugh. no intentions to. everytime i eat burgers, i make sure that its hot sauce that is placed in it, and not otherwise.
[x] i have a passion for writing. but i only usually write when forced to, like for assignments, etc.
[x] i am a self-confessed flirt. and the best person to flirt with in the whole world is my 3 year old boy, jan2x..ü come to think of it, i miss flirting with him nah.. :( he'll be home on june nah! yey!ü
[x] i heart pink. its the cutest color in the world.ü
[x] i have psoriasis. :( its a non-communicable skin disease that i was born with. its hereditary, meaning, it runs in the genes. my older sister has it too. it has no cure yet, but it can be prevented and maintained. i have two topical applications for it, both steroids, and vitamin E has to be in my diet everyday.
[x] i wanted to be a priest when i was younger. heck, i even wanted to join the knights of the altar (sacristans) organization in my school and in the parish. and i was very disappointed and frustrated when i had to sink in to the truth that only boys can be priests. where the hell is the justice in that?! equal rights for women, hello!!!
[x] mabaw kog kalipay. im easy to please, i easily laugh over the littlest of things and the corniest jokes.
[x] my mom calls me a "retard"..ü haha. they say that it's bcoz i pick fights with my younger nieces and nephews pah. haha.ü
[x] i love to eat. its the next best thing to sleeping.ü and speaking of sleep, i always have a marathon in sleeping most especially during weekends. the longest hours of sleep that i got was 17 hours straight.ü
[x] everytime i go to the mall, i always make sure that i get to buy cotton candy or a thirsty shake. i havent been to a mall if i dont get any for myself. ;p it tickles my fancy.ü
[x] i believe myself to be a well read person, and i have my mom and my eldest sister to thank for that, for exposing me early to the classics. i read my first classic novel when i was 6 years old, that was the wuthering heights. and since then, my preferences of books have changed and improved.
[x] i only had two drunken moments in the past year.ü im funny when im drunk. i prefer to be that than to be miserable.
[x] i am an emo person. though not the hard core type. there's just some times that i choose to go senti.
[x] i love making friends and being in the company of them. they're the next best thing to jan2x and my family.ü
[x] i have crushes on pretty, sexy, "hubag" girls..ü
[x] i already tried smoking weed. once. and i didnt feel any different. was it really weed that i smoked??
[x] i have two piercings on both ears. i plan to have another one by the time i graduate. i want a belly ring too. and perhaps a tattoo on my right shoulder, navel or just above the cleavage of butt. but im not sure yet. there have been speculations that it having tattoos or multiple ear piercings makes it difficult going out of the country.
[x] i am a procrastinator. haha. i have to get rid of this attitude, fast!ü
[x] i dreamed of becoming a pediatrician when i grow up, but after my exposure to the OR of vicente sotto, i realized that being a neurosurgeon is a whole lot cooler and challenging.ü cardio is also another option im looking into.
[x] i shave my pubic hair at least once a month. usually the first day of the month. it's hygiene.ü
to be continued. i'll just post again new things once in a while..
Thursday, January 26, 2006
Sunday, January 15, 2006
obssessing over rico..ü
currently playing>> bye bye nah by rivermaya (im so caught up with the rivermaya spirit..ü)
im feeling>> hmm.. horny (oops, pardon the language. dont freak out, mom!ü) over rico blanco.ü laf2x..
its five am, and i just got home, semi-drunk, but still thinking straight.. came from the saulog concert featuring rivermaya and a few cebuano bands namely phylum, aggressive audio, the ambassadors, urban dub and two other more that i wasnt able to catch. every year, i always look forward to sinulog coz its the only time that i am able to see my hubby rico. lolx.ü if im lucky, they come during jamaican nights.. and i get to see him again. haha. i am in love with rico blanco. i have been following their songs ever since i was in grade 2 or 3, along with the eheads. and i have my sisters to thank for their influence.ü i heart bamboo too, but i just think that rico is a whole lot cuter..
although in the middle of their set, they experienced a technical difficulty (ni buto ang usa sa main equipments nila sa kilid) that caused them to stop for awhile, they came back after a few seconds to rock our world again. haha.
i love rico. we have to get married soon. he is exactly the type of man that my mom is looking for for me. i have to bring him home. lolx.ü
anyway, here's a picture of him from the 2004 sinulog.ü imMa upload some again later of last night's event.ü
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im feeling>> hmm.. horny (oops, pardon the language. dont freak out, mom!ü) over rico blanco.ü laf2x..
its five am, and i just got home, semi-drunk, but still thinking straight.. came from the saulog concert featuring rivermaya and a few cebuano bands namely phylum, aggressive audio, the ambassadors, urban dub and two other more that i wasnt able to catch. every year, i always look forward to sinulog coz its the only time that i am able to see my hubby rico. lolx.ü if im lucky, they come during jamaican nights.. and i get to see him again. haha. i am in love with rico blanco. i have been following their songs ever since i was in grade 2 or 3, along with the eheads. and i have my sisters to thank for their influence.ü i heart bamboo too, but i just think that rico is a whole lot cuter..
although in the middle of their set, they experienced a technical difficulty (ni buto ang usa sa main equipments nila sa kilid) that caused them to stop for awhile, they came back after a few seconds to rock our world again. haha.
i love rico. we have to get married soon. he is exactly the type of man that my mom is looking for for me. i have to bring him home. lolx.ü
anyway, here's a picture of him from the 2004 sinulog.ü imMa upload some again later of last night's event.ü
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Thursday, January 12, 2006
vanity is DEFINITELY not a sin!
currently playing>> blue moon by mxpx
im feeling>> hungry :( shit, how difficult it is when youre dieting..
i was just replying to jan2x earlier with exactly the same subject. i emailed him the vanity thing wherein i got a perfect hundred and he reacted in the way he usually reacts when he teases me bowt being vain. i was just explaining to him that its okei to be vain, and i based it on the following premises (im just going to use me since this is my point of view, im basically talking bout myself, so the use of the first person):
[one] i definitely want to look good all the time. look good - in every sense of the phrase. of course, you would want to check once in a while if there's dirt on any part of your face, if you got food particles stuck in your teeth, if you have "muta" on the inner canthuses of your eyes, if your hair is still in place and your make-up intact (oily noses and shiny foreheads are a big NO-NO!) or if you just plain look good. and yup, having clean shoes and feet is a must! i dont want to look funny to other people, let alone my boyfriend.
[two] being vain gives me the assurance that my boyfriend will pay attention to me and ONLY ME and that he is never going to leave me and trade me for someone else bcoz im already beautiful. why would he find someone new when im already the most beautiful gurl in his life? and he wouldnt have to worry about me being stolen by other guys. being admired by other people (other than the boyfriend) is part of the cheap thrills of looking good, but im not being vain for them, right? he shouldnt be scared of competition bcoz he has already won. i love my boyfriend, and thats exactly the reason why i want to be pretty in the first place. enough said.
[three] it is okei to love yourself! God, through Jesus Christ said: "love thy neighbor as you love thy self". and He said it perfectly Himself! LOVE THY SELF! see? it's okei to love myself. but i should love my neighbors too. heheü and besides, how can i give love and love others if i dont love myself first? that's a rule of nature! you should be able love yourself first before you can be able to give love to the people about you. even whitney houston sang it just right: "learning to love yourself is the greatest love of all.." stated still in the song, loving yourself IS the greatest love all, no questions asked. the best thing about it is that, it is easy to achieve. and i am proud to say that i have already mastered and perfected that lesson.ü *wink*
**okei, that last one was a pretty lame excuse, but still! its justifiable! it supports my point! heheü
i stopped at three. but i noe that i could go on and on and on and on.. but it would still boil down to one point: it is okei to be vain.
and speaking of being vain, take a look at this:
camwhoring + uyab = happy, HAPPY me!ü
now who was he calling vain again?! üüü
im feeling>> hungry :( shit, how difficult it is when youre dieting..
i was just replying to jan2x earlier with exactly the same subject. i emailed him the vanity thing wherein i got a perfect hundred and he reacted in the way he usually reacts when he teases me bowt being vain. i was just explaining to him that its okei to be vain, and i based it on the following premises (im just going to use me since this is my point of view, im basically talking bout myself, so the use of the first person):
[one] i definitely want to look good all the time. look good - in every sense of the phrase. of course, you would want to check once in a while if there's dirt on any part of your face, if you got food particles stuck in your teeth, if you have "muta" on the inner canthuses of your eyes, if your hair is still in place and your make-up intact (oily noses and shiny foreheads are a big NO-NO!) or if you just plain look good. and yup, having clean shoes and feet is a must! i dont want to look funny to other people, let alone my boyfriend.
[two] being vain gives me the assurance that my boyfriend will pay attention to me and ONLY ME and that he is never going to leave me and trade me for someone else bcoz im already beautiful. why would he find someone new when im already the most beautiful gurl in his life? and he wouldnt have to worry about me being stolen by other guys. being admired by other people (other than the boyfriend) is part of the cheap thrills of looking good, but im not being vain for them, right? he shouldnt be scared of competition bcoz he has already won. i love my boyfriend, and thats exactly the reason why i want to be pretty in the first place. enough said.
[three] it is okei to love yourself! God, through Jesus Christ said: "love thy neighbor as you love thy self". and He said it perfectly Himself! LOVE THY SELF! see? it's okei to love myself. but i should love my neighbors too. heheü and besides, how can i give love and love others if i dont love myself first? that's a rule of nature! you should be able love yourself first before you can be able to give love to the people about you. even whitney houston sang it just right: "learning to love yourself is the greatest love of all.." stated still in the song, loving yourself IS the greatest love all, no questions asked. the best thing about it is that, it is easy to achieve. and i am proud to say that i have already mastered and perfected that lesson.ü *wink*
**okei, that last one was a pretty lame excuse, but still! its justifiable! it supports my point! heheü
i stopped at three. but i noe that i could go on and on and on and on.. but it would still boil down to one point: it is okei to be vain.
and speaking of being vain, take a look at this:
camwhoring + uyab = happy, HAPPY me!ü
now who was he calling vain again?! üüü
Tuesday, January 03, 2006
life..ü
currently playing>> huwag kang matakot by the eheads
im feeling>> grr, gurgly. im having my first day of menstruation and i hate it.
one of my attempts at paint. lol :D
im feeling>> grr, gurgly. im having my first day of menstruation and i hate it.
one of my attempts at paint. lol :D
Sunday, January 01, 2006
Year End - Year Start ü
i had a blast last night (slash, dawn?!)!!! me and my college friends: charee, marte, james, lloyd, saul, jan karina, kissy and jack went to MF's christmas party at san carlos heights.. it was a fun experience, getting to meet new people (i have new friends! jimmy the emperador floater tanggero from jimmycycle and ryan from indiephums, so to name a few), hearing good music and bonding with friends. bisrock bands jimmycylce, phylum, blood of stone, mantekilya and indiephums played alongside missing filemon as well.. although most of the crowd were band members and friends, only a few listers from the mf yahoogroup showed up. and okei, i developed a crush on eduard. haha. and its totally his fault coz he made me have that crush on him with his friendliness. *laf2x* cocoy brought his gurl during the early moments of the evening, and nope, it didnt break my heart to see them together. when she left and he came back after bringing her home, well, charee continues to maintain that he keeps on staring at me, wherein i beg to disagree since its totally not true. take note, i already drank two varieties of alcoholic beverages here already, red horse and emperador (ugh! :p)
after the party, we headed to c24 to catch up with my former classmates from high school. and i enjoyed being there as well.. badz was acting bitchy again, but she gave me capris so it makes up the whole thing.. hahaü and she allowed me to apply mascara on her. :p i totally missed being with this guys.. they're my memories of a fun high school life..ü and im glad that we havent outgrown the childish attitudes in us. imagine, we started to have a throwing session?! which i actually started.. heheü while we were there, ron2x texted me to join them in NCR (its a sidewalk convenience store on the way to ayala coming from mango area) and insoy also called me up to join them.
we went there after a while, and at this time, i was a bit drunk already after having drunk a full glass shot of red horse and around 4 to 5 full glasses of island lime and gsm blue. cocoy, eimer, kuya rey (hihi.ü) and a drunk insoy lying on mavick's lap were there. i was given another full shot of red horse by cocoy and i think this was what made me more drunk. ugh. at this time, insoy had to leave, and i tried to stop him (haha, i was really acting weird and funny nah at this time). anyhoo, when he left, we were the ones left there. and dunoe what and how it happened, but me and cocoy started to mess around.. i have pictures of us on my fon! *laf2x* and i started lying on his lap coz i was really drunk na by this time. and i told him i wanted to go puke, and noe what? he helped me puke. aww.. that was really sweet of him.ü and he asked me to rest in eimer's pick up. and what's sweeter is that he sat down there with me. and yeah, we started to kiss again.. and.. i liked it. he. is. a. good. kisser. *laf2x*
in the middle of our resting, drunken moments, i saw kuya rey reading charee's palms so i decided that i wanted to have mine read too! and oh.my.god. i think that what he was saying about me was really true. he said that i have a lot of pretensions daw, like i pretend to be happy, blah2x.. okei, maybe this pretension part is kinda true, but not really. lets just say that i force myself to be strong and happy even when the situation doesnt call for being strong and happy.. and he mentioned love life. he said that there are several guys involved in my life already now, but not one of them is showing or giving back the love that i am giving them. (and oh no. i think this includes jan2x :c) and he said that this year, i am going to finally meet him nah. the guy who's gonna give me back my love and even more than what im showing him. i felt sad bcoz it opened a truth that i have long tried to avoid. ngah dili c jan2x.. pero still, there's a possibility that there cant be truth in it, right? i mean it cant be really accurate.. so when i got back to the pick up, i stayed there with cocoy and did the thing most appropriate to do at that moment: sleep.
at 6am, they finally decided to go home. and omg. 6am? man! thats the latest that ive ever been out (since evening that is.) *laf2x* i slept whole day after arriving home. okei, i woke up for lunch. :p
when i woke up at around 6pm, i started sending out my new year's greetings to the people in my phonebook. i was surprised when marlo (hez also a lister from the mf ygroup) replied to me. and after exchanging a few more text messages, we decided to meet up since we just happen to be neighbors. and when we met, welpz, lets just say that hez not really the man of my dreams, but he is cute, that much i admit. we started texting each other there on after until new year and until he ran out of load. hehe, luoy.ü and he is, erm, sweet.. shit. and it made me think over of what kuya rey read of my palms. could it be true? and is he the one? no!! unsaon nalang naku c jan eric? =(
putting drunken moments, hangovers, unfaithfulness, revelations and prophecies behind, i had a fun new year celebration. well maybe not as fun as the previous years when we were still complete in the family (not that we werent complete now, but my sisters and their kids had to leave early..). things change, and we have to adjust to change and move on..
so thats it. what a way to end and start the year, huh? 2005 has been a great year for me, considering all the events that have happened to me this year. i have a lot to thank and a lot to be happy for..ü and i noe that 2006 will be a good one as well. i hope.ü
after the party, we headed to c24 to catch up with my former classmates from high school. and i enjoyed being there as well.. badz was acting bitchy again, but she gave me capris so it makes up the whole thing.. hahaü and she allowed me to apply mascara on her. :p i totally missed being with this guys.. they're my memories of a fun high school life..ü and im glad that we havent outgrown the childish attitudes in us. imagine, we started to have a throwing session?! which i actually started.. heheü while we were there, ron2x texted me to join them in NCR (its a sidewalk convenience store on the way to ayala coming from mango area) and insoy also called me up to join them.
we went there after a while, and at this time, i was a bit drunk already after having drunk a full glass shot of red horse and around 4 to 5 full glasses of island lime and gsm blue. cocoy, eimer, kuya rey (hihi.ü) and a drunk insoy lying on mavick's lap were there. i was given another full shot of red horse by cocoy and i think this was what made me more drunk. ugh. at this time, insoy had to leave, and i tried to stop him (haha, i was really acting weird and funny nah at this time). anyhoo, when he left, we were the ones left there. and dunoe what and how it happened, but me and cocoy started to mess around.. i have pictures of us on my fon! *laf2x* and i started lying on his lap coz i was really drunk na by this time. and i told him i wanted to go puke, and noe what? he helped me puke. aww.. that was really sweet of him.ü and he asked me to rest in eimer's pick up. and what's sweeter is that he sat down there with me. and yeah, we started to kiss again.. and.. i liked it. he. is. a. good. kisser. *laf2x*
in the middle of our resting, drunken moments, i saw kuya rey reading charee's palms so i decided that i wanted to have mine read too! and oh.my.god. i think that what he was saying about me was really true. he said that i have a lot of pretensions daw, like i pretend to be happy, blah2x.. okei, maybe this pretension part is kinda true, but not really. lets just say that i force myself to be strong and happy even when the situation doesnt call for being strong and happy.. and he mentioned love life. he said that there are several guys involved in my life already now, but not one of them is showing or giving back the love that i am giving them. (and oh no. i think this includes jan2x :c) and he said that this year, i am going to finally meet him nah. the guy who's gonna give me back my love and even more than what im showing him. i felt sad bcoz it opened a truth that i have long tried to avoid. ngah dili c jan2x.. pero still, there's a possibility that there cant be truth in it, right? i mean it cant be really accurate.. so when i got back to the pick up, i stayed there with cocoy and did the thing most appropriate to do at that moment: sleep.
at 6am, they finally decided to go home. and omg. 6am? man! thats the latest that ive ever been out (since evening that is.) *laf2x* i slept whole day after arriving home. okei, i woke up for lunch. :p
when i woke up at around 6pm, i started sending out my new year's greetings to the people in my phonebook. i was surprised when marlo (hez also a lister from the mf ygroup) replied to me. and after exchanging a few more text messages, we decided to meet up since we just happen to be neighbors. and when we met, welpz, lets just say that hez not really the man of my dreams, but he is cute, that much i admit. we started texting each other there on after until new year and until he ran out of load. hehe, luoy.ü and he is, erm, sweet.. shit. and it made me think over of what kuya rey read of my palms. could it be true? and is he the one? no!! unsaon nalang naku c jan eric? =(
putting drunken moments, hangovers, unfaithfulness, revelations and prophecies behind, i had a fun new year celebration. well maybe not as fun as the previous years when we were still complete in the family (not that we werent complete now, but my sisters and their kids had to leave early..). things change, and we have to adjust to change and move on..
so thats it. what a way to end and start the year, huh? 2005 has been a great year for me, considering all the events that have happened to me this year. i have a lot to thank and a lot to be happy for..ü and i noe that 2006 will be a good one as well. i hope.ü
bitch? bitch not?
okeeiii.. i got a 40%! but what does this make me?? lolx ü
once again, thanks to diana for posting this sa bulletin.ü
Start at 100% and take away 1% for each of these you have done in the past or are doing right now.
Smoked.
Drank alcohol.
Cried when someone died.
Been drunk.
Had s3x.
Been to a concert.
Given a handjob/gotten a handjob.
Given a blowjob/gotten a blowjob.
Been verbally s3xually harassed.
Verbally s3xually harassed somebody
Felt someone up and/or been felt up.
Laughed so hard something came out of your nose.
Cheated on a boyfriend/girlfriend before.
Been cheated on by a boyfriend/girlfriend.
Been to prom.
Cried at school.
Gotten lost in a WalMart or a department store.
Went streaking.
Given a lap dance.
Had someone of the opposite s3x in your room.
Had someone of the opposite s3x sleep over.
Slept over at someone of the opposite s3x's house.
Kissed a stranger.
Hugged a stranger.
Went scuba diving.
Driven a car.
Gotten an xray.
Hit by a car.
Had a party.
Done drugs.
Played strip poker.
Got paid to strip for someone.
Ran away from home.
Broken a bone.
Eaten sushi.
Bought p0rn.
Watched p0rn.
Made p0rn.
Had a crush on someone of the same sex.
Been in love.
Frenched kissed.
Laughed so hard you cried.
Cried yourself to sleep.
Laughed yourself to sleep.
Stabbed yourself.
Shot a gun.
Trash talked someone and then acted like their best friend the next day.
Watched TV for 9 consecutive hours.
Been online for 9 consecutive hours.
Watched an animal die.
Watched a person die.
Had s3x and/or messed around somewhere with at least 1 other person present.
Pranked somebody.
Put somebody in the hospital.
Snuck into someone's room and/or your own room after being out.
Kissed somebody of the same s3x.
Dressed punk.
Dressed goth.
Dressed preppy.
Been to a motocross race.
Avoided somebody.
Been stalked.
Stalked someone.
Met a celebrity
Played an instrument.
Ridden a horse.
Cut yourself.
Bungee jumped.
Ding dong ditched somebody.
Been to a wild party.
Got caught stealing something.
Kicked a guy in the balls.
Stolen a boyfriend/girlfriend from a friend.
Went out with your friend's crush.
Got arrested.
Been pregnant.
Babysat.
Been to another country
Started your house on fire.
Donated your hair to cancer patients.
Been asked out by someone that you never though you'd to be asked out by.
Cried over a member of the opposite s3x .
Had a boyfriend/girlfriend for over 3 months.
Sat on your butt all day.
Ate a whole carton of ice cream all by yourself.
Had a job.
Gotten cut from a sports team.
Been called a wh0re.
Danced like a wh0re.
Been mistaken for a celebrity.
Been in a car accident.
Been told you have beautiful eyes.
Been told you have beautiful hair.
Danced in the rain.
Been rejected.
Walked out of a restaurant without paying.
Punched someone/slapped someone in the
face.
once again, thanks to diana for posting this sa bulletin.ü
Start at 100% and take away 1% for each of these you have done in the past or are doing right now.
Smoked.
Drank alcohol.
Cried when someone died.
Been drunk.
Had s3x.
Been to a concert.
Given a handjob/gotten a handjob.
Given a blowjob/gotten a blowjob.
Been verbally s3xually harassed.
Verbally s3xually harassed somebody
Felt someone up and/or been felt up.
Laughed so hard something came out of your nose.
Cheated on a boyfriend/girlfriend before.
Been cheated on by a boyfriend/girlfriend.
Been to prom.
Cried at school.
Gotten lost in a WalMart or a department store.
Went streaking.
Given a lap dance.
Had someone of the opposite s3x in your room.
Had someone of the opposite s3x sleep over.
Slept over at someone of the opposite s3x's house.
Kissed a stranger.
Hugged a stranger.
Went scuba diving.
Driven a car.
Gotten an xray.
Hit by a car.
Had a party.
Done drugs.
Played strip poker.
Got paid to strip for someone.
Ran away from home.
Broken a bone.
Eaten sushi.
Bought p0rn.
Watched p0rn.
Made p0rn.
Had a crush on someone of the same sex.
Been in love.
Frenched kissed.
Laughed so hard you cried.
Cried yourself to sleep.
Laughed yourself to sleep.
Stabbed yourself.
Shot a gun.
Trash talked someone and then acted like their best friend the next day.
Watched TV for 9 consecutive hours.
Been online for 9 consecutive hours.
Watched an animal die.
Watched a person die.
Had s3x and/or messed around somewhere with at least 1 other person present.
Pranked somebody.
Put somebody in the hospital.
Snuck into someone's room and/or your own room after being out.
Kissed somebody of the same s3x.
Dressed punk.
Dressed goth.
Dressed preppy.
Been to a motocross race.
Avoided somebody.
Been stalked.
Stalked someone.
Met a celebrity
Played an instrument.
Ridden a horse.
Cut yourself.
Bungee jumped.
Ding dong ditched somebody.
Been to a wild party.
Got caught stealing something.
Kicked a guy in the balls.
Stolen a boyfriend/girlfriend from a friend.
Went out with your friend's crush.
Got arrested.
Been pregnant.
Babysat.
Been to another country
Started your house on fire.
Donated your hair to cancer patients.
Been asked out by someone that you never though you'd to be asked out by.
Cried over a member of the opposite s3x .
Had a boyfriend/girlfriend for over 3 months.
Sat on your butt all day.
Ate a whole carton of ice cream all by yourself.
Had a job.
Gotten cut from a sports team.
Been called a wh0re.
Danced like a wh0re.
Been mistaken for a celebrity.
Been in a car accident.
Been told you have beautiful eyes.
Been told you have beautiful hair.
Danced in the rain.
Been rejected.
Walked out of a restaurant without paying.
Punched someone/slapped someone in the
face.
Goddess of Vanity
hahaha. i scored a perfect 100!ü damn, i know i am a goddess and i definitely know that i AM vain, but this is too much! its living proof that i exist! lol ü
thanks to gandahlicious diana for posting this on her friendster bulletin.ü
Answer the following YES or NO questions to find out how vain you are! Each number you answer YES corresponds to ten points, while NO gets 5.
1. YOU always have a comb in either your pocket or your bag. Even if you know it's not hygienic, you borrow your friend's comb or brush when you forget to bring yours.
2. INVOLUNTARILY, you touch your hair as if it's not always on top of your head. You check if it's smooth or if your bangs are still tucked behind your ears.
3. PHOTOGENICITY is your goal. Whenever someone takes a group picture, you pose, find an angle, and smile before they say '1, 2, 3.'
4. SELF-PORTRAITS make you busy. You take time, a lot of time, taking pictures of yourself and yourself only. You check the lighting and strike a pose while holding your camera with one hand or putting the timer on. When the pic is not good enough for you, you take it again until it's perfect.
5. MIRRORS are addictive to you. Not even just mirrors, even glass doors, or glass bottles are used to reflect your face. When walking, you stop, take a look at yourself and fix up.
6. ORNAMENTALISM brings out the best in you. From simple, to highly metro-fashionable, you shop and get into style.
7. CELLPHONE CAMERAS become very important to you. You take pictures with your friends, put up your phones high, and smile at an
angle.
8. LIPGLOSS is a need. No questions asked.
9. MULTIPLIES, XANGAS, BLOGSPOTS, PICZOS and many more. You have these to show your vanity in pictures or words.
10. YOU WILLINGLY ANSWERED THIS TEST. Answering this proves that YOU are interested in knowing of YOU are vain, and therefore YOU are.
50-59 = Fashion Advocate
60-69 = Fashion Mistress
70-79 = Just Plain Vain
80-89 = Vanity Queen
90-99 = Vanity Princess
100 = Goddess of Vanity
thanks to gandahlicious diana for posting this on her friendster bulletin.ü
Answer the following YES or NO questions to find out how vain you are! Each number you answer YES corresponds to ten points, while NO gets 5.
1. YOU always have a comb in either your pocket or your bag. Even if you know it's not hygienic, you borrow your friend's comb or brush when you forget to bring yours.
2. INVOLUNTARILY, you touch your hair as if it's not always on top of your head. You check if it's smooth or if your bangs are still tucked behind your ears.
3. PHOTOGENICITY is your goal. Whenever someone takes a group picture, you pose, find an angle, and smile before they say '1, 2, 3.'
4. SELF-PORTRAITS make you busy. You take time, a lot of time, taking pictures of yourself and yourself only. You check the lighting and strike a pose while holding your camera with one hand or putting the timer on. When the pic is not good enough for you, you take it again until it's perfect.
5. MIRRORS are addictive to you. Not even just mirrors, even glass doors, or glass bottles are used to reflect your face. When walking, you stop, take a look at yourself and fix up.
6. ORNAMENTALISM brings out the best in you. From simple, to highly metro-fashionable, you shop and get into style.
7. CELLPHONE CAMERAS become very important to you. You take pictures with your friends, put up your phones high, and smile at an
angle.
8. LIPGLOSS is a need. No questions asked.
9. MULTIPLIES, XANGAS, BLOGSPOTS, PICZOS and many more. You have these to show your vanity in pictures or words.
10. YOU WILLINGLY ANSWERED THIS TEST. Answering this proves that YOU are interested in knowing of YOU are vain, and therefore YOU are.
50-59 = Fashion Advocate
60-69 = Fashion Mistress
70-79 = Just Plain Vain
80-89 = Vanity Queen
90-99 = Vanity Princess
100 = Goddess of Vanity
Monday, December 05, 2005
Ideals For A Better Future
second assignment for my english class ;p
***
These are indeed trying times for the Filipino but more so for the Filipino youth. It is not just a time of economic difficulties that can be remedied with enough effort backed up by determination, but also a time that tries the very moral fiber of our people. This is the real challenge of our times.
But how can the Filipino youth rise above the reality of moral decay when everywhere they look, there seems to be no one whom they can look up to? While we still have our heroes from Jose Rizal to Andres Bonifacio and their contemporaries down to Ninoy Aquino and the other unsung heroes of our generation – we, the youth want living examples of heroism. This is the kind of heroism that will lead us out of our present difficulties.
This is the heroism that we expect in our leaders who should lead us with patriotic models by upholding the national interest above personal ones. But the current reality is far from this ideal and definitely is a source of confusion for the Filipino youth. In the face of this confusion – should we sacrifice our youthful idealism on the altar of reality for it seems to be the practical way out?
For me, there is no need to do that because ideals – our noble aspirations for the betterment of our people, can be our guiding light through the dismal landscape of our present; a landscape peopled by an older generation who surrendered their own ideals for personal gain. Hopefully, the landscape of our future will be brighter – our ideals nourishing our youthful dreams into adult realities.
***
These are indeed trying times for the Filipino but more so for the Filipino youth. It is not just a time of economic difficulties that can be remedied with enough effort backed up by determination, but also a time that tries the very moral fiber of our people. This is the real challenge of our times.
But how can the Filipino youth rise above the reality of moral decay when everywhere they look, there seems to be no one whom they can look up to? While we still have our heroes from Jose Rizal to Andres Bonifacio and their contemporaries down to Ninoy Aquino and the other unsung heroes of our generation – we, the youth want living examples of heroism. This is the kind of heroism that will lead us out of our present difficulties.
This is the heroism that we expect in our leaders who should lead us with patriotic models by upholding the national interest above personal ones. But the current reality is far from this ideal and definitely is a source of confusion for the Filipino youth. In the face of this confusion – should we sacrifice our youthful idealism on the altar of reality for it seems to be the practical way out?
For me, there is no need to do that because ideals – our noble aspirations for the betterment of our people, can be our guiding light through the dismal landscape of our present; a landscape peopled by an older generation who surrendered their own ideals for personal gain. Hopefully, the landscape of our future will be brighter – our ideals nourishing our youthful dreams into adult realities.
Sunday, December 04, 2005
memory two
haha! i found another one! god, i love clearing out my files..ü this one's from fourth year high school. hehe. pathetic me.
***
october 17, 2002
You know how you say you're completely over a person and you promise yourself that you'll never fall for that person again? You know how you break yourself to pieces just hearing the sounds that bring back the memories of the person you vowed to never love again? You know how difficult it is to forget about that person because you know deep inside of you, you always will remember? I do.
Being in love with a person for almost two years is no joke. I must admit, it would probably be pale in comparison with other people who have loved but for me, he was my first and only love. I was so caught up in the thought of us and of being together for the rest of our lives. It seemed like I had found myself in him and that I would never have to let go. It was a dream come true for me, a girl who never actually thought about falling in love. I was fine in a world of friends and family. I was scared of boys, frightened that they might bite. I kept my distance from them.
But all that changed when I met him. He was different. Well, maybe he wasn't - it just seemed like he was. He stood out from the rest, probably because I already liked him that much. I never thought we'd talk like we knew each other since we were children. I never thought I'd open up to a boy as I did with him. He had my heart in his hands.
The short text messages would stay saved on my cellphone for times I needed his comfort. I would read them and I would automatically feel better. There’s no mentioning the times when I’d read them over and over again. The times we’d walk together to class was sweeter than ice cream. The short visits he'd make would almost be like a grand event - even worthy of a countdown. The times he’d walk me home every after school let out was like heaven. Every moment with him mattered and I was happy. I was truly happy. It was bliss… sweet eternal bliss. It was almost unreal.
My life seemed like a fairy tale when he came into my life but I had to learn that not all fairy tales end up happy – and I learned that the hard way. He seemed distant a few weeks into the relationship. The walks to class with me became walks to class with his friends. The free periods spent together with me became free periods spent together with friends. The visits became less frequent. The after-school-walks-to-home became extinct. And I was starting to feel lost and alone. It went on for a couple of weeks. We didn't talk and we didn't see each other. I felt both devastated and angry. Devastated because I felt I had lost my source of happiness and inspiration. Angry because I hated him for making me feel that way. I didn't want to call him and talk to him for fear that the once amazing relationship we had might get cut short.
But somebody always has to make the first move. I had to know what was wrong and what went wrong. I had to muster up the courage to do so. And I did. I was scared. My heart was beating so fast that I couldn't catch up with it. I knew there had to be a reason for me to feel that way. And my fear became reality when it became obvious that this wasn't what he wanted. The relationship seemed to be the most important thing for him before but not anymore. He got tired. I was broken. I wanted to cry but the tears would not fall. I wanted to hit him to make him feel the pain in my heart but on the other hand, I wanted to hug him and keep him close in the hopes of making him stay with me. But I knew I couldn't. He didn't want me - not as much as I wanted him. It felt like a thousand blades piercing me all at one time.
It was hard to let go of the thought of him wanting me back. I held on to it because I had nothing else to hold on to. I never thought the day would come when I would finally tell myself that I am over him and that I don't need him anymore. I never thought that he would forget about me as easily as he decided of letting go. I never thought he'd be as mean as he is now to the one person who he said he loved. Call it sourgraping, but I never thought I would regret even loving someone as much as I loved him. I never thought I would hate him, as I never thought I would fall in love. But I love him. Yeah. I still do.
***
october 17, 2002
You know how you say you're completely over a person and you promise yourself that you'll never fall for that person again? You know how you break yourself to pieces just hearing the sounds that bring back the memories of the person you vowed to never love again? You know how difficult it is to forget about that person because you know deep inside of you, you always will remember? I do.
Being in love with a person for almost two years is no joke. I must admit, it would probably be pale in comparison with other people who have loved but for me, he was my first and only love. I was so caught up in the thought of us and of being together for the rest of our lives. It seemed like I had found myself in him and that I would never have to let go. It was a dream come true for me, a girl who never actually thought about falling in love. I was fine in a world of friends and family. I was scared of boys, frightened that they might bite. I kept my distance from them.
But all that changed when I met him. He was different. Well, maybe he wasn't - it just seemed like he was. He stood out from the rest, probably because I already liked him that much. I never thought we'd talk like we knew each other since we were children. I never thought I'd open up to a boy as I did with him. He had my heart in his hands.
The short text messages would stay saved on my cellphone for times I needed his comfort. I would read them and I would automatically feel better. There’s no mentioning the times when I’d read them over and over again. The times we’d walk together to class was sweeter than ice cream. The short visits he'd make would almost be like a grand event - even worthy of a countdown. The times he’d walk me home every after school let out was like heaven. Every moment with him mattered and I was happy. I was truly happy. It was bliss… sweet eternal bliss. It was almost unreal.
My life seemed like a fairy tale when he came into my life but I had to learn that not all fairy tales end up happy – and I learned that the hard way. He seemed distant a few weeks into the relationship. The walks to class with me became walks to class with his friends. The free periods spent together with me became free periods spent together with friends. The visits became less frequent. The after-school-walks-to-home became extinct. And I was starting to feel lost and alone. It went on for a couple of weeks. We didn't talk and we didn't see each other. I felt both devastated and angry. Devastated because I felt I had lost my source of happiness and inspiration. Angry because I hated him for making me feel that way. I didn't want to call him and talk to him for fear that the once amazing relationship we had might get cut short.
But somebody always has to make the first move. I had to know what was wrong and what went wrong. I had to muster up the courage to do so. And I did. I was scared. My heart was beating so fast that I couldn't catch up with it. I knew there had to be a reason for me to feel that way. And my fear became reality when it became obvious that this wasn't what he wanted. The relationship seemed to be the most important thing for him before but not anymore. He got tired. I was broken. I wanted to cry but the tears would not fall. I wanted to hit him to make him feel the pain in my heart but on the other hand, I wanted to hug him and keep him close in the hopes of making him stay with me. But I knew I couldn't. He didn't want me - not as much as I wanted him. It felt like a thousand blades piercing me all at one time.
It was hard to let go of the thought of him wanting me back. I held on to it because I had nothing else to hold on to. I never thought the day would come when I would finally tell myself that I am over him and that I don't need him anymore. I never thought that he would forget about me as easily as he decided of letting go. I never thought he'd be as mean as he is now to the one person who he said he loved. Call it sourgraping, but I never thought I would regret even loving someone as much as I loved him. I never thought I would hate him, as I never thought I would fall in love. But I love him. Yeah. I still do.
memory one
i found some old notes in my computer. here's one i wrote in 3rd year high school, after nagbuwag meh ni jan2x.. hehe. i found myself smiling when i read this. haha. i wuz so high school!ü
in some ways, i think i still am. hehe.
***
Dear Diary 01:26 AM, 11 march 2002
This is so pathetic. They said that love could cause unbelievable pain. Only, I didn’t think that it would be this unbearable. I see him everyday and it hurts so bad to know that he’s happily moving on with his life, while I’m still here… holding on to the past. Holding on to “what was” and “what had been”. Being near him and feeling him close never ceases to make me remember the way just one simple smile from him was enough to take away all the hate I felt for the world. In a way, it still does. But it’s not just the same for his smiles are no longer for me. It has never been the same and it may never be the same again.
He was my protector. My confidant. My friend. The very reason for my whole being. I remember he used to tell me words of love and devotion and of tender admiration. He promised me forever and eternity. I felt so secure in his arms. I felt so loved, needed, wanted, and so tenderly cared for. No one had ever made me feel that way before. Yet he betrayed me with all his lies. He told me that it would be better if I just let him go. He told me that he wasn’t worth my love and that someone else deserves it more than he did. But what if things would only get worse if I would let him go? What if he was truly worth my love and that he was the one who deserved it and much more? He told me it would be better if we were just friends. FRIENDS?! But I don’t want to be just friends! He told me to just forget about him. He told me to find someone new. And I tried that. Believe me, I did. Find someone new? I’d only end up hurting the person much more than myself for I would always run back to him, at least to the memory of his love. But that was what he wanted. He hurt me and he caused me so much pain. But then guess what… just one look at him would already be enough to erase all those pain.
I know I should move on with my life already. But what if he was the only one I ever loved? The only one I ever did, and probably the only one I ever will do? It’s true what they say that you don’t know what you’ve got till it’s gone. Maybe I’m the one to blame. If only I hadn’t given up too soon. If only I didn’t let go that fast. If only I held on just a little bit longer, then maybe things wouldn’t have turned out this way and maybe I wouldn’t be sourgraping this badly. But it’s too late for all those regrets now. What more could they do? They wouldn’t even be enough to be able to bring him back.
If only they could…
in some ways, i think i still am. hehe.
***
Dear Diary 01:26 AM, 11 march 2002
This is so pathetic. They said that love could cause unbelievable pain. Only, I didn’t think that it would be this unbearable. I see him everyday and it hurts so bad to know that he’s happily moving on with his life, while I’m still here… holding on to the past. Holding on to “what was” and “what had been”. Being near him and feeling him close never ceases to make me remember the way just one simple smile from him was enough to take away all the hate I felt for the world. In a way, it still does. But it’s not just the same for his smiles are no longer for me. It has never been the same and it may never be the same again.
He was my protector. My confidant. My friend. The very reason for my whole being. I remember he used to tell me words of love and devotion and of tender admiration. He promised me forever and eternity. I felt so secure in his arms. I felt so loved, needed, wanted, and so tenderly cared for. No one had ever made me feel that way before. Yet he betrayed me with all his lies. He told me that it would be better if I just let him go. He told me that he wasn’t worth my love and that someone else deserves it more than he did. But what if things would only get worse if I would let him go? What if he was truly worth my love and that he was the one who deserved it and much more? He told me it would be better if we were just friends. FRIENDS?! But I don’t want to be just friends! He told me to just forget about him. He told me to find someone new. And I tried that. Believe me, I did. Find someone new? I’d only end up hurting the person much more than myself for I would always run back to him, at least to the memory of his love. But that was what he wanted. He hurt me and he caused me so much pain. But then guess what… just one look at him would already be enough to erase all those pain.
I know I should move on with my life already. But what if he was the only one I ever loved? The only one I ever did, and probably the only one I ever will do? It’s true what they say that you don’t know what you’ve got till it’s gone. Maybe I’m the one to blame. If only I hadn’t given up too soon. If only I didn’t let go that fast. If only I held on just a little bit longer, then maybe things wouldn’t have turned out this way and maybe I wouldn’t be sourgraping this badly. But it’s too late for all those regrets now. What more could they do? They wouldn’t even be enough to be able to bring him back.
If only they could…
Tuesday, November 22, 2005
Misconceptions on Nursing Students
my first ever assignment for my effective writing class..
***
A lot of people judge nursing students, immediately regarding us as “green pasture” seekers, because of the number of opportunities that supposedly await us upon graduation. There is some truth to this, of course, because the recruitment of Philippine nurses for posting in overseas positions has been escalating in recent years, and in the midst of our present gloomy economic scenario, young professionals can hardly be blamed for heeding the call of the almighty dollar. This seeming materialistic pursuit of those enrolled in the nursing course has also led to the further misconception that nursing students are a swellheaded lot.
These are just some of the prejudices that people have on high school graduates, second coursers, doctors and other professionals who are taking up nursing. It is most unfair for them to think so, because nursing is one of the noblest professions since it is the unselfish rendering of service to humanity. If it has become an economically rewarding one now, the monetary value of nursing services is but the icing on the cake and not the substance of it. Even as nursing students, we can truthfully declare that the smile on our patients’ faces when we have even in a small measure alleviated their pain and anxieties is more than reward in itself.
It is not easy being a nursing student since we have more than our share of hardships - from high tuition, expensive paraphernalia, sleepless nights, cramming, failures, and rigid school requirements not to mention doing away with weekend gimmicks. Whatever reasons we have for pursuing this course – be it the lure of the greener pastures or the chance of going abroad, or just the supreme gratification of being of service to others, people should understand and clear themselves of all these misconceptions.
I, for one, am taking up nursing, although it was never my choice. I too, had misconceptions of the nursing profession, but here I am, enjoying every single experience of it, and realizing that my parents had made the right decision after all.
***
A lot of people judge nursing students, immediately regarding us as “green pasture” seekers, because of the number of opportunities that supposedly await us upon graduation. There is some truth to this, of course, because the recruitment of Philippine nurses for posting in overseas positions has been escalating in recent years, and in the midst of our present gloomy economic scenario, young professionals can hardly be blamed for heeding the call of the almighty dollar. This seeming materialistic pursuit of those enrolled in the nursing course has also led to the further misconception that nursing students are a swellheaded lot.
These are just some of the prejudices that people have on high school graduates, second coursers, doctors and other professionals who are taking up nursing. It is most unfair for them to think so, because nursing is one of the noblest professions since it is the unselfish rendering of service to humanity. If it has become an economically rewarding one now, the monetary value of nursing services is but the icing on the cake and not the substance of it. Even as nursing students, we can truthfully declare that the smile on our patients’ faces when we have even in a small measure alleviated their pain and anxieties is more than reward in itself.
It is not easy being a nursing student since we have more than our share of hardships - from high tuition, expensive paraphernalia, sleepless nights, cramming, failures, and rigid school requirements not to mention doing away with weekend gimmicks. Whatever reasons we have for pursuing this course – be it the lure of the greener pastures or the chance of going abroad, or just the supreme gratification of being of service to others, people should understand and clear themselves of all these misconceptions.
I, for one, am taking up nursing, although it was never my choice. I too, had misconceptions of the nursing profession, but here I am, enjoying every single experience of it, and realizing that my parents had made the right decision after all.
Tuesday, October 25, 2005
sentiments of a cockroach-hater..
wait! befor i finally log off and shut down my pc and rest my super tired brain cells, i must share first a few sentiments on cockroaches..
earlier, while i was watching kuba, i had to charge my fon kai lowbat nmn. pag padong naku ug plug sa charger bah, naa btaw nai pisti na uk uk na hapit na gyud mucrawl saku hand kai naa cya sa may outlet dapit. kayatzz na labay gyud nako ang akong fon bungkag na pod, hehe yawa ning mga uk uk sa kalibutan ui.. nya c sam, my dog, ka kita man cya sa uk uk, na lingaw pud cya, nakig duwa pud cya intawn sa uk uk ug gi itsa2x niya. and i have a feeling na gi kaon toh niya kai the next hing i knew, wa na nako nakita ug balik ang uk uk. hehe :D so sam is definitely not going to sleep with me on my bed tonight. hhe luoy au naa ra cya sa floor karon. hehe. ugma nlng cya sleep with me again after his bath kai he definitely needs to brush his teeth :D
what is the problem with cockroaches?! i hate them. they're the most yuck creatures alive. this is not my first encounter with mga uk2x. believe me, there are plenty more, and some are even funnier than what happened tonight, but that is not my point. nagkadaghan na jud ang mga uk2x sa kalibutan, and i just wish they be scrapped out from the face of the earth.
wahh katugon na gyud ko. wahhh
earlier, while i was watching kuba, i had to charge my fon kai lowbat nmn. pag padong naku ug plug sa charger bah, naa btaw nai pisti na uk uk na hapit na gyud mucrawl saku hand kai naa cya sa may outlet dapit. kayatzz na labay gyud nako ang akong fon bungkag na pod, hehe yawa ning mga uk uk sa kalibutan ui.. nya c sam, my dog, ka kita man cya sa uk uk, na lingaw pud cya, nakig duwa pud cya intawn sa uk uk ug gi itsa2x niya. and i have a feeling na gi kaon toh niya kai the next hing i knew, wa na nako nakita ug balik ang uk uk. hehe :D so sam is definitely not going to sleep with me on my bed tonight. hhe luoy au naa ra cya sa floor karon. hehe. ugma nlng cya sleep with me again after his bath kai he definitely needs to brush his teeth :D
what is the problem with cockroaches?! i hate them. they're the most yuck creatures alive. this is not my first encounter with mga uk2x. believe me, there are plenty more, and some are even funnier than what happened tonight, but that is not my point. nagkadaghan na jud ang mga uk2x sa kalibutan, and i just wish they be scrapped out from the face of the earth.
wahh katugon na gyud ko. wahhh
hospital blues
i spent the entire afternoon in the hospital today to look after my mommy, and talk abowt major boredom, meeehhn! thank god for cable tv gyud. although sometimes i dont get it with this cable channels bcoz just when you are really, really bored nah, they dont have anything nice to show. so i just slept. well, i did wake up once in a qhile whenever my mom has a request or whenever someone came in to check on her, be it nurses or her doctors. xempweh, being the usyusera gurl that i am, which has proved very useful in the course that im taking, naminaw gyud ko to whatever they say / ask / or instruct my mom. eh di thats added knowledge nah for me!ü
anyway, my mommy's doin okei nah.. shez a lot more stable now, compared to last night when everything still came as a shock for her. she cant wait to have her operation, since the sooner shez operated, the lesser the gastos.. we were thinking that she could be operated nah tomorrow pero di pa diay pede kai lah pa xa na cleared on a few exams. so it was postponed to wednesday.
the total cost of her hospitalization sums up to about 80 thou, give or take a few more expenditures. but we were assured that the 80 thousand covers everything nah, from hospital fees, the physicians' professional fees, xrays, lab tests, and even the rehabilitative therapy after the surgery. wooohh! that's some kinda big amount hah.. we're not worried mn on how to pay it, pero fo course, its ANUGON =( the money could be used for a lot more things pa untah.. but sometimes, things like these can never be avoided. sometimes, there really are incidents that cant be prevented. accidents do happen, and they happen to anyone at anytime. the sad thing lang bowt it is the fact that there are certain situations that we totally have no control of. and welpz, that's life..
okei i have to stop. i have the feeling that im running in circles nah. im not making sense anymore with what im sayuing. heehü call it a hangover. im tired. and i need sleep. tomorrow is another day. i hope i never wake up. okei. i take it back. i wish i never have to wake up early.
anyway, my mommy's doin okei nah.. shez a lot more stable now, compared to last night when everything still came as a shock for her. she cant wait to have her operation, since the sooner shez operated, the lesser the gastos.. we were thinking that she could be operated nah tomorrow pero di pa diay pede kai lah pa xa na cleared on a few exams. so it was postponed to wednesday.
the total cost of her hospitalization sums up to about 80 thou, give or take a few more expenditures. but we were assured that the 80 thousand covers everything nah, from hospital fees, the physicians' professional fees, xrays, lab tests, and even the rehabilitative therapy after the surgery. wooohh! that's some kinda big amount hah.. we're not worried mn on how to pay it, pero fo course, its ANUGON =( the money could be used for a lot more things pa untah.. but sometimes, things like these can never be avoided. sometimes, there really are incidents that cant be prevented. accidents do happen, and they happen to anyone at anytime. the sad thing lang bowt it is the fact that there are certain situations that we totally have no control of. and welpz, that's life..
okei i have to stop. i have the feeling that im running in circles nah. im not making sense anymore with what im sayuing. heehü call it a hangover. im tired. and i need sleep. tomorrow is another day. i hope i never wake up. okei. i take it back. i wish i never have to wake up early.
Monday, October 24, 2005
death, dying, and hospitalizations..
i watched armaggedon on star movies earlier this evening, and i once again caught myself in tears.. sad kai someone had to die to save the world and in order for the happiness of someone. im sure u noe the story of bruce willis giving up his life, in place of ben affleck's para sa happiness nilasa iyang daughter.. which was sweet bya gyud.. gawd, i am such a sap for these dramas..
anyhow, speaking of death and of dramas of my own, death totally DOES scare the living shit outta me. im not ready to die yet since i still have a lot of things to prove to other people, most especially to my family and to myself. and im not ready sad for any of my loved ones to die, labi na gyud akong parents. its not because i still depend on them financially. im the youngest in a family of six children where every one of my siblings are working nah, so basically, im still going to be well provided for, should any of them die. but i dont want either of my parents die yet because i still would want them to see me grow up. to be there with me on my graduation day, to encourage me when i apply for my first job, to teach me driving lessons when i buy my first car, to help me select a house when i would like to live on my own, to give me away on my wedding day, to be with me as i give birth to my first child, and to spend christmas with me and my children.. i dont want them to die yet because they still have to help me and to see me become successful and even better than what my other siblings have become. they just cant die yet. i still have dreams for them. they have to be there with me!
what happened earlier gave me a really big scare. we were in my sister's new house where my mommy was putting up new curtains. we were about to go home nah, i wuz even waiting for a taxi nah. i wasnt even there when it happened. it so happens na mommy had to make tarong just a tiny fold sa curtain when na off balance ang chair that she was stepping on. pag tukod nya, nag they heard a crack daw. the next thing i knew when i came back inside the house was my mom on the floor nah, grimacing in pain. being the wanna-be nurse that i am, i did what first came into mind. to splint the leg. then came my prescriptions of ibuprofen (which was the only medication present) to temporarily relieve the pain. then my dad came over after we called him, and he got us an ambulance. i didnt go with them to the hospital since i had to go home pah to get mommy's atm card and a few clothes. when i got to the hospital around 30 minutes later, i started to busy myself with mommy nah. good thing we have this family friend na doctor so she easily got things speeded up for us..
the xray results showed two broken bones in the left lower leg. both tibia and fibula had cracked. good thing daw it didnt get dislocated yet, coz had it been, it would have been more painful. spriral fracture lng daw ang nahitabo and bcoz of good handling and transportation, it didnt complicate much to be a sever fracture yet. wala pang results as to what intervention is to be taken but we have a feeling that it defintely is going to be a surgical procedure. but there are still high hopes for a cast - which would cost less and would need less rehabilitative therapy.
what happened tonight showed me how mature and more responsible i am nah now. imagine, i withdrew 10 thou in cash and around 6 thou is still in my shorts pocket pah right now. basically, i wuz the one who did first aid and while we were there in the emergency room, i wuz the one asking questions to the doctor, and while were already roomed in, i wuz the one who changed mommy's clothes, and other nursing stuff..
my dad and i agreed that he would stay for the night and i come back in the morning bringing other things that they might need, and to make asikaso my mommy. so here i am blogging my first blog. its not much yet and there's still a lot of work to be done with the layout and everything, but i promiss to get back to it as soon as i have the time. as of the moment, i need to get some sleep and energy for i have nursing duties to do tomorrow. *sigh* and here i wuz thinking that this would be a stress-free sembreak. lolx. :D but its okei, it will be a learning experience man for me, and it sure is making me feel important..ü
anyhow, speaking of death and of dramas of my own, death totally DOES scare the living shit outta me. im not ready to die yet since i still have a lot of things to prove to other people, most especially to my family and to myself. and im not ready sad for any of my loved ones to die, labi na gyud akong parents. its not because i still depend on them financially. im the youngest in a family of six children where every one of my siblings are working nah, so basically, im still going to be well provided for, should any of them die. but i dont want either of my parents die yet because i still would want them to see me grow up. to be there with me on my graduation day, to encourage me when i apply for my first job, to teach me driving lessons when i buy my first car, to help me select a house when i would like to live on my own, to give me away on my wedding day, to be with me as i give birth to my first child, and to spend christmas with me and my children.. i dont want them to die yet because they still have to help me and to see me become successful and even better than what my other siblings have become. they just cant die yet. i still have dreams for them. they have to be there with me!
what happened earlier gave me a really big scare. we were in my sister's new house where my mommy was putting up new curtains. we were about to go home nah, i wuz even waiting for a taxi nah. i wasnt even there when it happened. it so happens na mommy had to make tarong just a tiny fold sa curtain when na off balance ang chair that she was stepping on. pag tukod nya, nag they heard a crack daw. the next thing i knew when i came back inside the house was my mom on the floor nah, grimacing in pain. being the wanna-be nurse that i am, i did what first came into mind. to splint the leg. then came my prescriptions of ibuprofen (which was the only medication present) to temporarily relieve the pain. then my dad came over after we called him, and he got us an ambulance. i didnt go with them to the hospital since i had to go home pah to get mommy's atm card and a few clothes. when i got to the hospital around 30 minutes later, i started to busy myself with mommy nah. good thing we have this family friend na doctor so she easily got things speeded up for us..
the xray results showed two broken bones in the left lower leg. both tibia and fibula had cracked. good thing daw it didnt get dislocated yet, coz had it been, it would have been more painful. spriral fracture lng daw ang nahitabo and bcoz of good handling and transportation, it didnt complicate much to be a sever fracture yet. wala pang results as to what intervention is to be taken but we have a feeling that it defintely is going to be a surgical procedure. but there are still high hopes for a cast - which would cost less and would need less rehabilitative therapy.
what happened tonight showed me how mature and more responsible i am nah now. imagine, i withdrew 10 thou in cash and around 6 thou is still in my shorts pocket pah right now. basically, i wuz the one who did first aid and while we were there in the emergency room, i wuz the one asking questions to the doctor, and while were already roomed in, i wuz the one who changed mommy's clothes, and other nursing stuff..
my dad and i agreed that he would stay for the night and i come back in the morning bringing other things that they might need, and to make asikaso my mommy. so here i am blogging my first blog. its not much yet and there's still a lot of work to be done with the layout and everything, but i promiss to get back to it as soon as i have the time. as of the moment, i need to get some sleep and energy for i have nursing duties to do tomorrow. *sigh* and here i wuz thinking that this would be a stress-free sembreak. lolx. :D but its okei, it will be a learning experience man for me, and it sure is making me feel important..ü
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