just like new!

*smiling like a fool*

i got my new porcelain jacket... weee... now i'm not afraid to smile, laugh or show my grin when talking to anybody. and my boo is as happy as me!

the problem doesn't end here. i still have lots of teeth to be pastahan. and that means, lots of money needed... then if i have lots and lots of money in my bank, i'll go for my braces....

right now, it aches a lil bit but it's tolerable...


geez, im starting to getting used to it now that it is filled with new one. however, i missed playing the empty space with my tongue. it's like i got a tooth pulled out and a new one sprouted.

maybe i can still have loads of chocolates and ice creams if my wallet permits me. donations are very much accepted.

when inside the jeep...

to my fellow "pasahero":

♥if you're so itching to tell something, please don't whisper in front of the other "pasahero"; he/she might get the feeling that he/she is being backstabbed.

♥if you can't find other way of telling whatever you want to say, text it, pretend to text or not. And please don't look at any person inside the jeep.

♥wag kayo magtagalog-tagalog kung mga bisaya kayong daku! hahaha... you sound funny!

♥don't talk like you're shouting. please be considerate to the other passengers. you're not the only passengers in the jeep!

♥if you're mad at something while you're in the jeep, please settle down first and wait till you got off. then you can start to freak out.

♥if you have "putok", again, please be considerate. have mercy on us. we still have lives to live and we don't want to die due to shortness of breath. :D



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inevitable paraphernalia losses

i bought a new paraphernalia (para) kit equipped with nursing para's.

i 'fessed up to my lola that my old para kit needs to be replaced and i need it NOW!
she was in the verge of freaking out but she remained calm-yet-worried-where-she's-going-to-get-the-money-to-buy-me-that-f/cking-para. that's her human nature... *natural*

she gave me a thousand peso. there. i rushed my way to school and stopped by SYDALG (coined by many as the 'push-and-pull' store) and bought a new para.

when i went home, hinanap ng lola ko ang para, and tried almost all of it. (i have to change the sphygmo~ good thing there's a week warranty)

she searched for my old bandage scissors, and i told her that i accidentally left it in the ER.
again, she went freaking mad and scolded me for being irresponsible. she was almst screaming and began to ask where are the other para's. then, i talked back and reasoned out that it is an emergency room. you don't expect people to laze around doing nothing. again, IT IS AN EMERGENCY ROOM~~~EMERGENCY! then, i stopped talking back because it do no good. she hates me when i talk back because she's always right.

staff nurses and student nurses would accidentally forget where their bandage scissors and penlights went or whoever borrowed them. even doctors forgot their own stethoscopes (a doctor borrowed a steth from my groupmate that time).

if professionals are able to forget~~ mind you, PROFESSIONAL na na sila--- unsa nalang kaha ang estudyante pa lang?!

i only need my lola to understand my needs. and i'm sorry for being irresponsible. you put me in this course, so i need your consideration.

i'm not FAT!

fat is beauty... ehem!

i admit i sound heavy because i weighed 57 kilos and i'm too short for my weight, but i tell you...
I AM NOT FAT!

why? simply because:

♥ my BMI tells me that i'm just overweight, but i'm not obese/ fat
(ht.=5'2"; wt.= 57 kg.; BMI= overweight)
♥ i still have my curves
♥ my size is still available in store
♥ i am still conscious with what i eat
♥ i took a medication which has a side effect of weight gain
♥ i can still see my ribs every time i *hiyak*
♥ my boobs looks larger kung mag-side view ko.
♥ my housefolks are not mentioning the liposuction or any fat reduction procedure.
♥ i don't look REALLY large in the mirror.




what dyou think? am i really fat? even if you call me chubby, it spells the same way.
now i realized that i'm close to being one (the super FAT kind)... :C









*@janely: kabalo na ko unsaon ang hearty bullets... weeeh!
**photo source:http://coldsunshine.deviantart.com/art/Fat-6375880

almost lost a tooth

i just had my tooth root canaled and nakakahiyang tignan...*see? ulaw!*

asa ang hustisya? haha... sige lang... this is for my good anyway. according to paolo coelho's book, as Maria stated, "if you want to achieve your objectives, you have to be prepared for a daily dose of pain and discomfort. At first, it's unpleasant and demotivating, but in time you come to realize that it's part of the process of feeling good..."

i will take all the shame and teases and all the daily doses of humiliation, albeit if my other half will do these... So what?! as if dili siya ganahan na mugwapa ko, hmpf!

anyway, i'm excited for my new tooth! as the song goes, *all i want for christmas is my two front teeth*. Except for the season, dili na ko maghulat ug christmas and i'm not wishing for two, only one tooth. i only wanted my two front teeth to be braced... Hulat nalang ko na mahimo kong RN.







***as i am typing this post, i am using my dialect to avoid epistaxis.

@followers: sorry for my pic, it's kinda obscene... HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

the 21st month

it feels like another ordinary day today but a P15 load gave me a special 5 minutes in my 24 hours of my life.

today is our 21st monthsary but we're not in each other's arms, holding hands, getting mushy and eat meals together like what the other couples usually do. but i prepared a monthsary card for him which i bought few months ago. i just failed to give it to him the last time so i wrote additional messages last night and i'll give it to him as soon as we see each other again. i don't care how many days had passed. consider it as my post monthsary gift/letter for him. what's important is that he read it.

and i sent a time capsule e-mail to him when we were in manila. it was an advance greeting for him and only be sent on the date when i wanted to-- and it's today.

so going back to that short but momentous 5-minute conversation this morning, i greeted him and told him i missed him soooooooooo much *sniffles*. sadly, he forgot to load up and greet me (that's so obncxious) but he missed me, too, and he wanna go home soon and see me *whew, a relief*

i can't wait to see him beaming on me and hug me tight and kiss me.... nyahaha! booyah!

demotivating sem

i was shocked when i learned from reliable sources that i belong to a blocked section. i dunno how to react but then i preferred crying. Yeah! i cried... i'm not happy but i don't want to be sad. it's so hard to accept the fact that i can't be in the same class with my beau and i'll be hanging out with those what i coined as nerdies and geekies. i don't belong in a hell where higher expectations and great responsibilities are considered BIG DEAL! i can't handle this but i have to. i am here and i can't turn my back anymore. i dunno wat to do next time: to continue or not to continue.

FOURTH YEAR 1ST SEM OF S.Y. 2009-2010, give me reason to love you...

boorish text mate!

don't ask for my asl please...
ikaw una nagtext sa ako.
shit!
maka-irita...