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Last week, I was pulled-out to ward due to understaffing. The last time I have my duty to ward was long time ago. From only three patients in ICU, I was back to handling 10 patients. Honestly, I missed having my duty in the ward because there, I am free. I can go to any hospital departments and relate with my co-staff nurses unlike in ICU where I am always locked inside and alone.

During this duty, I had an admission. It was a hypertensive patient with a difficult and demanding watcher/relative. (Nurses, it’s a toxic wife.) The patient’s wife keeps on asking me to come over with lots of questions and requests. I accentuate to her that they are confined in the ward and that I can’t give much attention to her patient. I make cleared that I have plenty of patients and that I have to prioritize them. And still, I told them I will do my best to attend their needs.

On that evening duty, this wife keeps on asking me to bed bath her “ambulatory” husband. I told them I can assist them after I am done with my routines. Watchers here in Philippines usually do the bed bath for their patients and nurses assist them. But this wife, she wanted only me to do it all. And so when his husband purged, she called me and told me to clean him. Though there were caregivers, I did all the cleaning. Good thing the patient is cooperative unlike her wife. I told him to clean his ass while I was assisting him with the soap, water and things. Even though I was wearing a thick mask, his sh*t was very smelly.

And just yesterday, I was pulled out again. And guess what, I handled this patient again. Good thing they are already for discharge. They are not as demanding as before. Yes, Lucky me!

After I gave them the home medication instructions, they thanked me for the service I rendered. They apologized for being too demanding and gave me an endowment. It was a pack of 16 treat size Cadbury Chocolate TimeOut. I refused to receive it but since they insisted, I accepted it. Haha! Happy.

Labels: food, happy, health, life, me, medicine, nursing, sick

After my tiring duty, I hurriedly went on an ATM and cashed out some savings. Being exhausted, I decided to treat my self for an indulging lunch. And when I got my orders, I swiftly remembered that I was supposed to watched “Hancock” in theatre with Jec and Hazel. And so, I called Hazel who I left in the hospital and was looking for me…and Jec who’s at home getting ready to go out. Then, I told them where I was and to come over.

We met and headed to the theatre. Many had come to see the film too. We’re glad that we still found seats. We were just on time when trailers of upcoming movies were being advertised. And what made me excited were these new “Batman” and “007” movie trailers.

5, 4, 3, 2, 1…

The starting scenes of the movie were very entertaining. Seeing a drunk, dirty, miserable and ‘a not so hero’, superhero is unpredictably witty. He is homeless, awful and dejected. He saves lives but causes more property damages. As in, million dollar damages and the public have enough of it. In short, he’s an A-hole. Yes, Hancock is an A-hole. And he hates it when people called him that way. So, better be careful because he competes even with children. Trust me; you would not want to be thrown up in the sky by this heroic idiot.

But when he saved and met this PR spokesperson Ray, he was pushed to change. Ray turned Hancock to an ideal superhero. Hancock changed his bad image to a good one by sending his self into prison, wearing a-more-like superhero suit and by praising LA cops with his catchy line “Good job.”

The entertaining scenes of the movie turned dramatic when Hancock met Mary. (It’s the part where I unconsciously had a short nap.) It was a startling twist that divulged facts about Hancock’s past. I personally think that the movie lost its momentum to that part.

The movie was too fast. First, he was an A-hole, and then he’s an Idol. That’s it. I was expecting more twists other than the not surprising dramatic part. But still, I praised its good visual effects and its success in mixing action and comedy. Fair enough.

Labels: boring, film, happy, me, non-sense, opinion, sad, sentiment

Since I lost my new mobile phone, I have to use my old one. Through SMS, I am connected again with my friends with my new SIM card. That means new mobile number again. I haven’t gathered all my friends’ numbers yet. And I am trying to get them all as soon as possible. That’s my mission impossible for now. How I wish I backed them up before I lost it. But I am not to blame. I never thought I would lose it, anyway.

Good news. I am very happy that my brother, Arcie and my sister, Ariane made it too. Last April, I help them construct a scholarship application to Red Tab Foundation. It’s a scholarship program somewhat similar to the one I had way back when I was on college. Their application was submitted via mail to California. I just tied up their application with few edits on grammar and made use of simple phrases. And just yesterday, after months of waiting, I am very pleased to know that they have been selected to receive a Red Tab Scholars award. A check payable in U.S. dollars will be mailed to them for their respective schools. Now, they can use the amount for tuition, fees, books, supplies, and required equipment. The award is renewable provided that they will maintain satisfactory academic performance in a full-time undergraduate program.

With Feedjit, I can see live traffic on my blog. Most of the time, I see someone searching for their assignment or research studies (maybe) with search engines and end up to my site. I am happy that somehow my site had been their resources. But sometimes, I find my self laughing with the keywords they’ve searched which is not related to my articles.

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I never thought someone would also look over for my name in the internet. Surprisingly, someone just entered my complete name in yahoo search. This is not just the first time, but the third time someone did it. And it appeared to be the same browser, OS and place. I made this post because I am curious about *you. I may know you. You may reply to this post.

Labels: faith, happy, life, me, opinion

Someone I hardly know went our house this afternoon. She’s from the farthest compound of our barangay; very far from our house. She said, she was looking for a nurse and found me. Her purpose for her visit was to ask favor if I can insert an IV line (dextrose) on his sick father. Her father is bedridden and needs vitamin infusion. And so, I said “yes.”

After a very long walk to their house, she introduced me to the patient and gave me the materials needed. I was saddened when I saw the needle I’ll be using. It was a butterfly IV, an old and nearly faced off needle use in IV insertion. I was worried ‘cause I seldom used this kind of needle. Insytes or introcan are the IV canulas commonly use nowadays.

While I was preparing the IV line, I was shocked when she told me to add vitamin c on the dextrose. As nursing standard, I asked if there’s any prescription so I can give the medication. The lady showed me a prescription saying, “Infuse 1 ampule of Vitamin C to D5LR to run for 20gtts/min.” The order was clear. But when the lady gave me the vitamin, I was surprised again. She handed me a bottle of vitamin c capsules, branded “Vital-C”. On a nice manner, I clearly state that I can NOT give that medication. It was not as prescribed by the doctor. So, I refused to give it. But they insisted that the doctor instructed them that if ampule is not available they may use diluted vitamin c capsule instead. That was COMPLETELY strange. I never heard nor learned that an oral medication may be given through IV injection or infusion.

What I did was to explain clearly my side and reasons why I can’t give that medication. I don’t want to take any risks.

Then, she called the doctor who gave the prescription. The doctor clarified the order. “I understand why the nurse wouldn’t give it because it is unusual…but it may be given that way,” the doctor said. I never knew this doctor and this ‘Vital-C’ and so I still refused to give the drug. But they seem so sure. She even told me that the nurse yesterday just did it. Since they insisted, I gave them an option.

The option was that I will insert the IV (since there is an order) but I won’t give the medication. I said, it’s up to them to give the drug and I won’t give any responsibility in it. So, I explained the legality again CLEARLY, and they understand that I have no legal accountability. I successfully inserted a butterfly needle on the patient’s right hand vein, aseptically. And SHE gave/incorporated the said vitamin on the dextrose solution. Not me.

Labels: health, life, me, medicine, nursing, opinion, sick

Love is a problem itself. I know some of you are happily living with your love ones or currently having a meaningful relationship. But others are not. (Clears throat) See, there’s no perfect relationship. You may be in good terms right now but along the way you may encounter trials. Problems exist; as love exists. These may be small or worst, big. So, be careful handling it.

I know some of you are in great deal of heartache or pain right now. Honestly, I have been there too. And I am not going to tell you how painful it is ‘cause I know you know it too well.

Funny, I realized how bitter I was. And I imagined how crazy and psycho I was before. Haha! Good thing my head didn’t gave up.

Before, I have hard time of waking up and rolling out of bed in the morning. I turned off or skipped songs on my music player because every song is painful and reminds me of her. I can’t even bear to eat to the same restaurants I took her to. Sometimes, I binge eating for comfort. I even constantly check my email or mobile phone to see if she has sent me a message, think constantly why she really left, and felt massively depressed. Back then, everything in me had fallen apart. But, I am OK now.

If love failed, please know that this is not our fault. We weren’t thought this in school, right? We weren’t taught by our parents…and there is no “love fails” or “how to cope when love failed?” lessons in any classes.

The real problem about love is that it can never be learn even by the most intelligent men in the planet. This can not be learn by reading books, watching movies, listening to music, sitting in on a lecture or by reading blog entries like this. Love... Love is ONLY learn by heart.

Labels: fall, happy, life, love, me, opinion, sad, sentiment

Being bothered by the noisy wind, I plugged the headset on my mobile phone and listened to music.

I was very worried about the storm yesterday. I was on the hospital; having my 10pm-6am duty. The wind was so strong that the door keeps on wobbling. I saw on the glass window how the wind bends trees and the rain flooded the road.

Many staffs had called and informed the supervisors that they won’t be able to go to work due to the bad weather. I was very anxious because I may work overtime or have straight duty due to understaffing. I’m glad it didn’t happen. The next ICU nurse on duty that day came in spite of the bad weather. After the endorsement, I hurriedly went out and prepare my umbrella. There are seldom jeepneys passing by and so I waited long for a ride.

After long minutes, a jeepney stopped. Because the rain was too heavy, I ran fast under my umbrella so I won’t get awfully wet. But as I was running, my new cell phone slept out of my pocket. Oh no! It fell and was dragged by the outpouring ground. I tried to catch it but the water current was too strong. So quick, it disappeared.

I felt miserable. Who wouldn’t? It was a birthday gift from my mom. I only used that phone for 5 days…and now, it’s gone. I am so STUPID.

Labels: fall, life, me, sad, sentiment

Yup, today is my birthday. And I am getting older. Sigh.

June 19, 2008 is Dr. Jose Rizal’s birthday too, our national hero. And because Rizal was born here in our own town, Calamba (which is now a city), there’s always a big celebration held at his house which is a tourist attraction. I remember last year, we went there; tried to join the big crowd and watched. But our patient was too short that we decided to go to other places because it was too hot and earsplitting.

June 19 is also Laguna Day, our province day. It’s always been a holiday; means, no classes, no works, no offices. That’s why, unlike others, I never celebrated my birthday in school.

Aside from me and Rizal, there are also few friends of mine whose celebrating their birthday today. They are Jonn (my bible study mate), Gene (my co-worker), Jason and Ate Itchy (which are my former classmates). I know there’re many more birthday celebrants out there aside from us. So, happy birthday too!

I thank those who telephoned and sent me SMS, IMs, and emails just to greet me. Thank you for remembering my birthday. How thoughtful and touching.

Thank you God for giving me another fruitful and meaningful year! Thank you for this challenging and yet wonderful life you are conferring. I’ll treasure this gift, life, you gave me and do my best to live the way you wanted.

Labels: faith, happy, life, me, sentiment

After my journey to Bicol, here comes our trip to Batangas.

Because we haven’t been to any beach last summer, we decided to do it this June. I know we might be late for the summer. But at least, the weather these days are still hot. We’ve been preparing for this for a long time. It’s our only chance for this year—before the rainy season comes.

The meeting place was again in front of our dearest alma mater, our former school. I was the last one to come because I wasted my time searching for the camera’s USB port. And I have no cash yet, so, I have to go to an ATM. I thought I’ll be left behind. I am glad I still made it.

Because some of us haven’t seen ourselves for a long time, there were endless chit chats inside the van. The road was clear. It took us more than two hours to get to the beach. We looked for a good-looking beach resort with a good cost too.

We rented a tiny house with a kitchen, dinning table, room and comfort room. The cottage is comfy enough. And we got it for a cheap price of Php700. We also rented a boat bike for us to wander around beaches all day long for a cheap price of Php700 too. Because there’s less expenses for our stay, we have plenty of budgets for foods.

Before doing any beach activities, first, we settled and grab plates. We didn’t prepare any food for this outing; everything was bought at the nearest talipapa or small market.

With our stomach full and recharged bodies, we did the first activity—site seeing. We wandered, felt the fine sand with our feet, relaxed our eyes with the blue horizon and smelled the fresh sea breeze. Of course, there were endless picture takings.

Then, we drove the boat bike. This ride has pedals for two persons and a steer. It can accommodate up to 7 persons. While on the boat, we can see the sea bed and the corals under. The water is so clear.

The next activity was body henna tattooing. There are lots of designs to choose from. I decided to have a tribal tattoo on my nape. A boy, about 10 years old, drew the pattern on my back with a pen. Then, his older brother did the henna tattooing. My other friends have their tattoos at their biceps and on around their ankles.

We have to let the henna dried up first. So, the next activity was sun bathing. We laid and sat on the sand while letting our skins get sunburns and skin cancer. *Joking. We wore sun blocks for our protection. Then, we covered Ric with sands. We buried him alive. Haha! Afterwards, we all got sand body scrubs.

Next, we swam. The water is cool enough and colder below. You can swim well because there are only small waves. The sea bed’s sand is so fine. You can feel it with your feet’s soles. There are some portions that are rough because of the coral reefs under. We played, glide, float and stroked.

Afterward is my favorite part. We rode a fishing boat and sent us to The Little Cave Island. The ride only cost us Php500 back and forth, plus free snorkels for us to use. It took us about 15 minutes to the little cave. We were all stunned by the beauty of that place. The water is very clear—crystal clear. The cave is said to be the nest of fisher birds. It has awesome boulders and bounty fine-looking sea shells. The place is breathtaking…a perfect time for picture taking. Haha!

I caught live sea shells (small creatures called, “I don’t know”) which I brought home. I placed it on my small aquarium with my little soft shelled turtle.

The next best thing we did was snorkeling. We grabbed snorkels and goggles. Then, jump to the sea. Wow! The coral reef is so splendid. There are corals with different colors, shapes and sizes. There are small fishes which seem to be playing around with you. But if you tried to hold them, they would swim away. Some creatures I saw were clown fish, angel fish, sword fish and star fish. (Sigh.) The underwater world is so dazzling. It feels like were on a giant aquarium.

After that underwater adventure, we went back to the resort. We took merienda or snack. Minutes later, we went back to the water for our last swim. About 6pm, we all decided to have our fresh water bath/shower and dressed up.

We saw the spectacular sunset. The sun seems to be a giant orange basket ball. We all hate to leave but we have to say goodbye to beach…and drove way back home.

But, our journey didn’t stop there. Going back home, we decided to have our dinner on an also famous place in Batangas, at Tagaytay. The place is similar to our country’s summer capital city, Baguio. Tagaytay is a high land where you can view the smallest volcano in a middle of a lake called Taal.

We had our dinner at Mushroom Burger. It’s a popular restaurant that uniquely serves cultured mushroom dishes. I ordered mushroom beef and 100% mushroom burger, their specialty. Hmm…yummy! You must taste these burgers. They are not just delicious but nutritious as well. Trust me. (Endorser? Haha!)

We all went home safely with our body tired, hearts filled with joy, and faces painted with smile. This had been another happy and unforgettable bonding moment for us. Actually, on our way home, we are already wondering and planning for when and where will be our next outing. We all can’t wait.

For more photos, click the link below:

Nurses' Day Out at Batangas Multiply Photo Album

Labels: food, happy, life, me, nursing, sentiment, summer, travel

I have been gone for a long while and I am finally back. I had been to Bicol with my family. It took us 13 hours to be there. We traveled by land. But if you travel by a domestic plane, it will just take you few minutes. But, it’s very expensive.

The last time we went to Bicol was few years ago. And Bicol now seems to be just the same as before, for me. Though, some roads are now solid, my favorite hanging bridge is now concrete and the padyak is now motored tricyle. There were few developments, but still Bicol is a bucolic province. It’s a province dominated by rich and fertile rice lands. Aside from its plains, Bicol is generally hilly and mountainous. It also has many rivers, lakes, bays, mountains, volcanoes, waterfalls, caves and spring. I am very lucky to see these beautiful and interesting spots again. One of my favorite spot is the majestic world’s nearly perfect cone Mayon Volcano. I am glad to see Mt. Mayon still with its perfect cone shape after many eruptions.

I was also fascinated by the Philippine’s 2^nd tallest mountain, the Mt. Isarog. It’s an inactive volcano which has a rich diversity of flora and fauna.

I also found out that Bicol has its leaning tower too, similar to The Leaning Tower of Pisa. It’s called Leaning Tower of Milaor. It’s a beautiful and strong stone tower composed of three layers stood. I was curious about what’s inside the tower but I didn’t attempt to go inside. I was scared the tower might fall down.

Naga City is the nearest city where we stayed at. It was said that it is the heart of Bicol. It’s a commercial center and it’s where we often shop and buy foods. Naga is erected with many catholic churches mostly housed with image of Virgin Mary.

What I missed most to Bicol is its spicy dishes, called “Bicol Express”. Due to abundance of chili plants, it’s been a custom that foods in Bicol are generally spicier. Eating them is very challenging for me. But, it will really increase your appetite and will make you eat lusciously. Other famous native foods I ate here are rock n roll (colorful banana chips), Naga’s toasted siopao, pili nuts (found in Pili town) and the famous smallest edible fish, which is the tabios or sinarapan (found in Lake Buhi and Bato).

The people and culture of Bicol never changed. They are still very hospitable and entertaining. They are very joyful and kind. They still live with so many pamanhiin or superstitious beliefs.

I still find hard times of learning its dialect. But, I have learned few words and can understand few phrases when they were talking to me in Bikolano.

My stay at Bicol seems to be living from the past. There were no TV, DVD, music player and internet. But I enjoyed that simple way of living. Eating with my bear hands, sleeping inside the kulambo or mosquito net, and taking bath on farm’s water irrigation are my blissful experience in Bicol. It’s the place I would love to go back to. See you again, Bicolanos!;)

Labels: food, happy, life, me, summer, travel

I am going to a very far land. It will be an extremely long travel. So, I’ll be gone for few days. I hope to connect to this cyber world when I got there.
I am packing my baggage right now…and be leaving early in the morning.

HS friends, sorry I won’t be able to attend our reunion.
Workmates, I’ll miss you all.
To my dog, please safeguard our house.;)

Alright, see you soon, guys!

Labels: life, me, summer

Kapag may sinuksok, may madudukot…
While I was ironing my scrub suit this morning, I noticed a bulky thing on its pocket. I thought it was just a shredded tissue paper which got wet and dried up from washing. I was surprised when I found out that it was a Php100 bill. Haha! My sister, who did the washing didn’t see it.

Kapag may pinukpok, may madudurog…
One of my patients this morning is lethargic and bedridden. She needed an NGT or nasogastric tube feeding . NGT is a tube inserted to the nostril, passing through the esophagus and ends to the stomach. NGT feeding is an artificial way of ingesting food/medicine for those patients who can't swallow. Tablets can’t pass through the NGT. For them to become powder-like or pulverized, you need to pound them first. We, nurses, use mortar and pestle to crush tablets. Unintentionally, I knocked one of my fingers while doing this. Ouch! It’s a good thing my precious nail didn’t die.

Kapag wala ang pusa, nagbubungkal ng pagkain ang mga daga…
Milk powder is commonly use for NGT feeding, which is the source of energy and nutrients for those who are bedridden. While I was preparing milk for my client, I was fascinated by its flavor. The milk’s can labeled, “Vanilla Flavor”. Out of curiosity, I and my co-staff planned to blend milk for ourselves. Haha! I did the mixing while she vigilantly looked for comers. We were so afraid we might get caught. We were just snooping on what it tastes like. And…yuck! We just threw it up.

Kapag may tiyaga, may nilaga…
I end up this day with a mollycoddle dinner with this very delicious bowl nilagang baboy. It’s an easy to cook Filipino food; boiled pork with vegetables. It’s a soupy kind of food dish that is good in any kind of weather. Yummy! I love nilaga.

Labels: food, happy, health, life, me, medicine, nursing

It was fiesta in our Barangay. As usual, there are lots of things to keep myself busy for a day. There are many people to entertain and many errands to go after. It was just like a big family reunion. Every thing was customary, but then…

When the sun was about to set, I got away from home. I went to a cafeteria few kilometers away from the eventful neighborhood. I supposed to meet Kate and her mom there at 6pm. I tried to be there a little bit earlier but I was trapped by a heavy traffic. At least, I came to the place at unerringly 6pm on my watch.

As I was going up on the elevator, my mind constantly thinking why did Kate’s mom invite me for this evening. I looked for a cozy place and settled. Fifteen minutes passed, and still the two haven’t arrived yet. So, I decided to go down and looked for them outside. Then, I saw them; they were looking for me too. When we came in to the elevator, I kindly pressed the button to where floor we’re going to. I pressed number "5". I was shocked when I saw her mom’s reaction. Her face showed an allusion that I pressed the wrong button. Then, she pressed number “2” instead of “5”.

I was taken aback. I thought we were going to a cafeteria but it was not what it looks like. I was kidnapped. I have no idea on where we're going. All of the following activities were not according to plan. I heard someone said, “I was culture shocked.” Honestly, I was too. Not only I was kidnapped; there were many of us.

There’s no need to tell you more about what happened. Just think of it this way; I was kidnapped for 3 ½ hours. Yes. Three and a half hours of no food, no talk, no other movements but just sitting. If you were in my position, you would probably say, "Oh no. What am I doing in this kind of place? Why am I here?" And you want to yell, "Waaaaaah!" But, you just can't. Trust me, it's the place you would never wish to be at...at first. But, you will eventually be a part of the new culture...thereafter. Then, you'll say to yourself, "I am glad I was here."

After I was released, I finally got the chance to eat. We devoured to where we originally planned to go to, at a rooftop cafeteria with plants and fountains landscape (boon with a dazzling bright lights view of the city).

After consuming frappe, shake, juice, clubhouse and presto, we all went home safe and sound.

Addendum:
Since it’s fiesta, there are few programs held at our Barangay’s covered court. At least, I was able to watched the spectacular fireworks display and the winning of my cousin, Nica, in a beauty pageant.

Labels: food, happy, life, me, sad, sentiment, summer

Creative. I love doing things in a completely different way. I always want to do something that is unique. I love inventing.
Friendly. I am fond of collecting friends. I want to be everybody's friend.
Brave and Adventurous. I never give up to any challenges. I love facing my fears. I love traveling and going to places I've never been.
Respectful. I do have respect for elders. I treat them in a good manner.
Sense of Humor. I always crack a joke. I want everybody to laugh with my corny jokes.
Critic. I quickly judge a person. And I often notice faults.
Forgetful. There are times when I was on the middle of a work, I will stop and think..."What will I do next?" It's like when I am in the middle of the stair, I stopped and think, "Am I going upstairs or downstairs?" I am not good in remembering names and birthdays either.
Boastful. Maybe I am just proud of my self especially when I did something that is outstanding.
I have mañana and ningas kugon habit. Sometimes, I skip works. And I am only good at the beginning.
Moody. I quickly change mood.
Greatest Frustration...Are at those times when I felt like I am on a maze. I don't know where to go. I have no idea of what kind of future will I have. I have no proper orientation on what must I do or where must I go.
Greatest Achievement. I somehow helped my clients and my receivers of health care during my duties. It's like doing something good for the welfare of others.
Favorite Part of My Body. I love my ears because I love music. I love to listen to songs. And I love to listen to a friend.
Happy. I am happy when I did something good. It feels good when I passed the exam or accomplished a job/work.
Richest and Powerful Person in the World. If I am the richest and most powerful person in the world, I will promote peace. I want peace in this planet. I want to stop terrorism, crimes and wars.
"Why try to change the world?" A better question is, "Why not?"
Wish. I wish I could travel around the world. I like to go to different places, meet people/culture and have a relaxing day to wonderful sanctuaries.
Now. I feel unease and starting thinking, "What if?"
Next."What should I write?"

Labels: happy, life, me, opinion, sentiment

It's my day off. Many barangays/barios are celebrating their fiestas, birthday of their Patrons, today. I was invited by my workmates to come by their houses, eat foods, and drink. But I was avoiding this kind of gatherings for I know that there'll be inuman, alcoholic drinks. Contraindicated.

Anyway, I already said “yes” for this date to someone before their invites. I already promised Kate to go with her on Icey's crib. They're celebrating fiesta too; and I was invited. The plan was to go there before lunch. But Kate, just took her breakfast by 12 noon; and so, we went there after lunch. She waited for me at the meeting place, BK.

I think it's almost 2pm when we got to Icey's place. We grab some plates. Early bird catches the early worm. Thus, there were only few foods left for us 'cause we're late. There were old time favorite foods for fiesta like hamonado, kaldereta, lumpiang shanghai, phochero...and the popular lechong ulo ng baboy na may mansanas sa bibig, which looks so scary and we didn't pay much attention with.

It's a common senario in a fiesta that you eat on a chair with just your plate, without any table at all. It's like eating with your prominent hand holding a spoon and your other hand holding/supporting your plate. So, it is not advisable for you to get a fork for it will be useless. Trust me. Why?

Commercial:

I was chewing delightfully my food before I swallow it. Making me taste all the sweet juices of the meat. Hmmm...Yummy. And when I was in the climax of my course, when I was about to take another bite, I accidentally knocked my fork. And oh no! My food dropped to my lap. Worse, I don't have napkin on my lap. It's a good thing there were just tiny dish sauce marks on my shirt and that my pants were black. Yes! The stains are hardly visible to naked eye. I felt so embarrassed. Many had seen. Thanks to my seat mate, he gave some tissue papers to clean up my mess.

Back To The Show:

Again, there were endless chit-chats with friends. There was a KTV to keep those bored people entertained.

About 4pm, there was again another serving of foods. Spaghetti, colorful putos, and iced tea. Ok. Spaghetti looks scary. So, this time I carefully managed to eat 'em all without any tiny drop on my lap. Yes. But then, no more iced tea left for me. Kate gave me her ¼ filled glass of tea. After I drunk it, here comes another pitcher of iced tea. It was so annoying.

I grabbed the microphone. I sang twice. First was the song Your Love by Rivermaya. It was just a warm up. Then, I sang You're My You by Nyoy Volante. I think it was good enough. I earned lots of claps/applause.

Next Stop Over:

We went to Celine's crib. There, we met Abie who just got from school for her summer class.

Same thing happened. We ate. But this time it's dessert. Another popular handa was served; buko-fruit-salad. Then, we chewed some fats again (means chat). This time, instead of a KTV, we watch a movie. Although I'd already seen John Tucker Must Die movie, I was still amused. Then I thought, I missed that view...watching movies with Kate.

When we were about to go home, we heard fireworks. So, we looked up at the sky. Wow! There are awesome fireworks display. And so, we keep our attention to it for a period of time. We forgot the idea of going home and stayed for a while.

Before We Separate:

Since this afternoon, Kate and I were craving for ice cream. And so, I didn't let us get away without any before we separate. We stopped by 711, a convenient store where we usually go. Our first delight was double dutch. Hmmm...Yummy! We're not satisfied by just one, so, we got another one. This time it's cheese flavored. I really love eating ice cream especially when you are with someone.

Addendum:

Kate went home with rocky road flavored ice cream.

Labels: film, happy, life, me, sentiment, summer

The government now is same shenanigan, different day.

Local films are mostly unreal garbage.

Salary or Job Satisfaction? Money can't buy me love.

The lady with BIG two front teeth and a BIG mole on her cheek is the most obnoxious of notorious. (Clue: Local Channel)

The lady with BIG two front teeth and a BIG mole on her cheek again is th most ridiculous of the notorious.

How far can I go in life with a college degree? All the way.

Britney Spears is good music, but bad imaging.

Michael Jackson is black and white.

Environment-- We are just a part of it, we have to coexist.

Keanu Reeves was cooler when he was ½ of Bill and Ted.

All religions are acceptable. Just one body, with different parts. Different parts in just one body.

Music is the universal language.

Art is knowledge. Fashion is expression.

Writing...It's for everyone.

Life is life.

Labels: life, me, opinion, sentiment

I was 5 month old, (still) inside my mother's womb, during the EDSA 1.

I spent larger part of my past years by studying.

The best thing I did these past years was passing the board exam for nurses.

I will spend the next years by doing a cool job.

I think the BIG idea for this year is “Flying Cars” (I think it's about time. Right?)

The most important thing I had done before summer was planning for outings.

The thing I do best is cooking. But I am not thinking of pursuing a career in this because I just don't want to.

Do I find myself attractive? I have bad hair days.

Do people other than my immediate family find me attractive? Nope. I don't know. I don't care.

How many girlfriends have I had? Next question please.

I love alternative rock music. Which song? Too many to enumerate.

The oldest foreign TV show I remember watching is Sesame Street.

The oldest local TV show I remember watching is “Ang Manok Ni San Pedro”.

Music channel: MXY

I do believe a local band explosion took place in 1994.

I am a sucker for conspiracy theories.

Traffic, corrupt police officers and girls na feeling piss me off.

A sign that world peace is still possible, my salary and comedy love story movies put a smile on my face.

About 75% of me had revealed me by these statements.

Labels: me, non-sense, sentiment