Lord, please take care of me, my patient, my groupmates, and all the operating room staff as well. :D
Lord, please take care of me, my patient, my groupmates, and all the operating room staff as well. :D
Today was many things. Like bullets.
We went home tired and sleepy yet happy. Thanks, Dad. :)
And I saw her cry. And in that moment, more than my nose hurt, did my heart. I honestly wished I didn’t let the violent person that I am take over. And I hit her hard enough I wanted to be sick. I wanted to say sorry but I know I wouldn’t mean it if I said it now.
Anger can make you do ugly things. It would only take a blink of an eye before the tears spill over.
I just hurt a bestfriend - my sister.
Awwwe. Just in time sab. I was thinking of all that BV for days now and this really cheered me up. Yes, WE’LL find them one day. :)
Complete with ear to ear smiles, vibrating cheekbones and goosebumps. :)))
We were at the kiosk today, waiting for the time to tick 1PM. When out of the blue between eating his ice candy, Jesnel told Erika and I this:
Nahappy jud ko nga nakigfriends mo nako. And I think kamo ra jud ang friends nako run nga tinood jud. :)
Kathe, he means you too. :)
Thank you, Jes. If you need us, we’ll just be right behind you and your bungisngis smile. HAHA. :D
What a joy.. the feeling of being welcomed into other people’s lives with open arms. :)
It was a book personally signed by the author, Dr. Ting Tiongco that I borrowed from a classmate just to while away the time. And little did I expect to be completely engrossed with it.
It brimmed of stories behind hospital doors. Stories of perseverance, mistakes, getting back up again and the joys that come with saving lives and the poorly fought back tears when you don’t. Because surgeons don’t cry. The bittersweet life of a doctor.
From the stories in the book, I realized how trivial our sufferings are compared to that of theirs. As nursing students in a renowned state college, we complain so much without thinking others have had it worse. And the road to being a physician was never paved smooth and traffic-free. It required your entire self and it pushed you to make great sacrifices.
For for years now, I have been contemplating whether I should proceed to Medicine. My father says I should. My mother says I should just go abroad; work as a nurse. And the rest of the people are in between. If I ask myself, I would most honestly say NO.
I think, I don’t have the enough brain size to survive it. Definitely not the sharpest tack in the box. Neither am I the most diligent, hard working and persistent student you could meet. I’m a bookworm alright, but not a medical bookworm. I could only stand as much.
But still, Dr. Ting Tiongco managed to somehow stir a dream in me. A dream I always said to my friends, would remain just a dream. To be a doctor. I would have wanted to become a pediatrician. Surgery won’t be good for me even if I’m fond of the operating room because my hands shake terribly. I would have preferred it though. Too bad.
I am still contemplating and confused. Jesus, take the wheel.
FINALLY. After forever, I was able to watch the movie. I don’t even know what to say. I’m just too overwhelmed.
That it IS the last book. That us, and all of the magical world of Harry Potter actually, literally, grew up together. Seeing them there in the big screen again, it was like meeting old friends. I got goosebumps from all the nostalgia flooding over me. And I cried for Dobby like I did for Cedric, Sirius and Dumbledore.
Love isn’t the closest thing we have to magic. We have Harry Potter. And for that, I thank J.K. Rowling with all my heart. For all these magical years. She has been our Floo Network, our Portkey to a world entirely different from our own yet still a world we know.
So Harry, see you in Part II. We shall fight with you. ;D
- from Anon in theheartplace
SUPER LOL! ;D
This is definitely NOT a text post. But a PHOTO SPAM! It’s better than actually writing about everything, right? I’d probably just bore you. :P
My Birthday in Photographs:
The only proper picture of me. ;D
With the ‘early’ girls. HAHA
Doris and me.
One of the rare photos of my dad and me. And I like the fact that he came by even for just a while before he went to Toledo. And he walked to the store to buy a cake himself! Woah. Definitely a first for him. And to think it was pretty far. Awwwe~ thanks Dad! :)
And finally they arrive. Yeeyy!
DINNERTIME! No more pictures of us eating because we were too busy having sex with the food - as Emma the big boy(?) on the right wearing white, said. But really, the food was so awesome. My lola’s sister and brother are great cooks. Wohoo~! \m/
Grilled Pork. And Chicken Lollipops which disappeared along with the Choco Chip Cookies before I even got to photograph them. Ohoho~
SISIG! The best we’ve ever tasted. Delicioso!
And of course, Spaghetti! I made this myself. :D
Cybelle came late. Loves, you’re lucky Emma didn’t eat it all and saved some for you. :P
Just look at that huge appetite. Tsk3.
Erika tumblr-in’ the night away. Ohoho~
While we have our ice cream moments. :3
When the food felt like it digested itself a bit, it was DDR time! We all looked pretty wasted afterwards. HAHA
And a little dessert in between. Fruits dipped in chocolate. YUM! As always, Emma hogged it all. RAWR.
The CAAAKE! Scrumptious, yes. Very much.
The finale. Ohoho~ With my family and friends. The best birthday party I’ve had in years. THANK YOU for making this day extra special. ;D
When everyone else went home, EJ and RJ stayed. And we played Amateur Surgeon until sleep crept in. We pretended to be doctors like the ones we always meet during hospital duty and it was awesome. I might consider becoming one someday if I’m inspired enough. God bless me. Hurhur.
NOVEMBER 20, 2010 - It ended with a headache but with a smile on my face. :)
Thank you Lord, for yet another beautiful year. Please don’t give up on me. MWAH! ILY! :*
Last teen year. D;
I went to a mall today to do some grocery with my sister. I passed by a stall with the prettiest bags. I picked one and asked the middle-age saleslady how much was it. While pondering whether to buy it or not, she asked what the groceries were for. I said it’s for my birthday tomorrow. Then I decided to buy the bag and gave her the money.
When she came back, she whispered to me, “Here’s your change. And I put in extra 10 pesos. Consider it my small birthday gift to you.” I thanked her and went home smiling. :)
Absolutely made my day.
Or am I just too hopeless a hopeless romantic?
I was running late for duty today. Mindlessly, I got on the first jeepney I caught my eyes on. Mindlessly I was staring out the windows, watching the passers by go about their own lives. My neck hurt from that and so I turned to see the people getting on the jeep.
It was then that I saw him, probably already seated there way before I did. Incidentally, he also looked my way and we stared at each other. I could tell that his eyes showed recognition even just a wee bit. I couldn’t stand it and looked away immediately.
He was a friend from Center for Pop Music Philippines, when I was taking my voice lessons almost 4 years ago. And he just got handsome-r. /spazz! His hair now looked like Shinee’s Jonghyun and he put on a few pounds so he didn’t look as skinny as he did before.
I felt like I was in an anaphylactic reaction. That’s exaggerated but yeah. Palpitations and labored breathing. I kept sighing heavily the whole time during the ride because my chest felt so constricted. D; Big trouble.
I wanted to say HI but couldn’t because I was scared he wouldn’t respond. And scared that the jeepney people might think me creepy. If stolen glances had price tags, my wallet could go empty. & so I was wishing that he’d get off soon so I could feel better. And he did. /MEGA SIGH.
The sunshine looked prettier today because I saw it shine on your face. :)
No one sits beside me at a dining table. Almost every time.
I really don’t know why though. I’m not such a glutton to snatch away other people’s food or what. I’m not even loud in front of food.
I’m just seriously wondering. Maybe I just pick the wrong seats? Or they pick the better ones? Although, I do like sitting across them. Or there’s just an invisible force that repels them from me?
It makes me feel uncomfortable. And horribly lonely. :(
I’m planning to have a mini dinner party for just my close friends. My sister and I offered to do everything from the preparations, cooking and set-up. But my lola, being the kontrabida that she always is, just complained about having too much dishes to wash and what with. She’s grumpier than normal because the sidekick went home for a month long rest for her arse - just from removal of a tooth. She believes she might die from bughat. D’oh.
/sigh. She can’t even just give me that day and back off. She can’t even consider that it’s my friggin’ birthday. And it’s almost always her that makes me cry, every single year. All I’m asking is just for her to fund me, (it’s not even her money, it’s my mom’s) and nothing else. She could sleep her nose away the whole day for all I care. And still she manages to complain..
So much negative vibes. I am so not feeling this.
These amazing embryonic animal photographs of dolphins, sharks, dogs, penguins, cats and elephants are from a new National Geographic Documentary called “Extraordinary Animals in the Womb”. The show’s producer, Peter Chinn, used a combination of three-dimensional ultrasound scans, computer graphics and tiny cameras to capture the process from conception to birth. They are the most detailed embryonic animal pictures ever seen.
It was one of the rarest of days.
We had a family night out yesterday.
I was asleep then, around 5 PM when my sisters woke me up saying Daddy was picking us up because we were going to SM.
Turns out, he treated us to MAXRIDER! It’s a 4D Reality Simulation Rider. I’ve been wanting to try riding that for so long, but meh, I’m poor like that. And guess what, I rode thrice! Weee~! I was screaming and laughing out loud like a kid the whole time. And to think I was with my younger sisters and brother who were not as loud and seemed more well, civilized. Eh, I think something’s wrong with the family order. :P
Afterwards, we got to eat at Pizza Hut! My first time in a very long time. I ate so much my stomach felt like it’s gonna burst. I think it’s also worth mentioning that all the waiters looked like managers. And they took orders without pen and paper. Isn’t that amazing? I would surely love eating there again.
When we got home, I weighed myself and found out that from yesterday alone, I gained almost 2 kilograms. Oh my. HAHA. You’d still love me won’t you? ♥
We should seriously do this more often. ;D
Lee Min Ho, Y U DO THIS TO ME? ;D
I’m halfway done watching the series, Perfect Match / Personal Taste. Yeah, I’m lame like that - for watching it too late.
The story is really too cute to sit still throughout the episodes. I had to slap my sister’s arm over and over again, grab my hair like a lunatic, roll in bed like a pig does in mud, and scream - with my mouth wide open without a sound coming out. I looked really, really stupid, yeah.
And then there were the sad parts. I cried as if it happened to me too.
Like Park Gae In, I wonder if guys see me as a girl, and not a woman. I wonder if that’s why they take me for granted and hurt me easily for all they care. I wonder if that’s why no one even looks my way. Am I too plain and ordinary to notice? And for that, will I not deserve to be loved?
I miss my heart racing, or skipping a beat. I miss getting goosebumps from all the cheezy-ness. I miss staying up all night, trying to sleep but can’t because my mind is filled with thoughts of him. I miss those warm, fuzzy feelings. I miss falling in love.
And just looking at Gae In and Jin Ho, I’m reminded of how beautiful true love is. I wish mine could come soon. :)