at last!!

at last..ive managed to catch high school musical on disney last saturday..after waiting for it to be shown again..i was not disappointed..my excitement was worth it..hahaha..and im so hooked up to it..watch niyo din...

sitcome LIVE!

TGIS..thank god its saturday and i was able to rest from my weeks toxicity...
kuya emil's (my late bro in law) relative wanted to go to sitcom live at las pinas, hesitant at first but i decided to go with them with my cousin....as expected, lots of laughters flooded the house, mature dialogues and lots of singing and dancing from the performers....special guest was beverly salviejas...before we left, i managed to ask beverly s. to take a pose with us...

the sitcom stamp, still on my wrist

mom, beverly and me..

when i see you smile...

........."Sometimes I wanna give up

I wanna give in,

I wanna quit the fight

And then I see you, baby

And everything's alright,

Everything's alright".....

these are lines from kris lawrence's song...i find it very interesting..i really can relate on what those lines mean...its when you fight with someone..your friend..or your love one.and in the middle of it he/she smiles...and it ends up eveything...a smile so powerful...so magical...but sometimes hard to do...

RLE

it was my first duty on the hospital ward, my previous rotation was in the OR and community....excited from my classmates' ward stories i was really looking forward in interacting with the patients and making use of still tiny nursing skills...

these are some of what i already did:

-regulated a non-dripping IV..hahaha..i never thought that what i did was the right way.i taped the infusion chamber so it would be high enough to flow...i learnedlaetr that day that i was really supposed to be that way

-i shaved the perineal area of a male patient, a pre op procedure for cholecystectomy...hahahaha..imagine me infront of the standing guy in the bathroom only inches away from his genitals and only gloves preventing us from skin2skin contact..hahaha..

-watched a urinary catherization on a LOLA...now this is funny..as my CI and classmate find her urethral opening, LOLA said "ito yun oh" while she attempted to touch her pussy and point it..we were laughing secretively and was joking that what if LOLA would come to the ER and tell the people there that shes in labor with her FIRST BABY..PRIMI LOLA....

-removed an IV of a patient...cool...simple...but the interesting part was when we saw that blood was oozing out of the wound...his hand was really soaking in blood..i called our CI fast running...hahaha..

more ward tales nxt post...cheers everyone..

happiness for themm

my friend just got attached..im so happy for himm/
my other friend celebrated her monthsary with her bf today...
my other friend would be celebrating her 1st anniv with her partner.....
im happy for my friends.....

at ako??!!! wla..
..although i got into relationships, it didnt last long..

i always assess wether the problem is with me or to the other person..
but i hope maging long lasting din ang susunod kong rel
mga bloggers..what can you say?

bsn38, reco '06

recollection is a time for gathering of your spiritual thoughts...
formation of budding friendships...
strengthening of your friendships....
changing ways....
revealing oneself...
and most importantly, talking with GOD......

ako..nakatingin sa kawalan ng batangas..


majei, jot and tin..

bsn38...

jot

"WE DONT GET WHAT WE OFTEN EXPECT"

jot.

OUCH!!!it hurts...

"ouch...stop..nasasaktan na ako sa mga sinasabi mo.."

weekends...

just so disappointed last weekend....i hope something good would happen on the 28th...our 1st monthsary.... so this is the result of disappointment...pictures from my webcam..

invisble love

All throughout my life, I’m legal now; I’ve witnessed people tying the knot, couples getting engaged, and friends getting attached. All these people are bonded by the mysterious thing called love. Love seems to over rule the world, it seems to show itself to people, they say it makes them happy; like a drug that causes unconditional and indifferent feeling of cloud nine but I came to believe that this love has never shown itself to me.
I daresay believe that I have not met love, seen, felt or by the use of my physiologic senses sensed it. I have met different people, some I thought I loved but eventually I come to realize that it is just a faint overwhelming and self assuming feeling that it is love. But why have love forsaken me? Why did love forget to pass by my street? Why haven’t it manifested to any of my sensitive senses? Or is it just me being so naïve, insensitive and repulsive to the feeling that people show me? Should I blame it on my past life; that I have done something to be treated like this?
On my scientific observation on the behaviors of people who said they’re under love’s spell, it shows that love is simply these things. Love is when two people liked to eat together sweetly. When the other helps the other eat and offers his or her drink. Love is when you hold hands along the mall, the over crowded street and on the jeepney ride. Love is when you smooch around whenever you can even on public places and on the risk of being ridiculed. It is when you exchange your oral juices with each other, thinking that this is a sign of your love. It is when you date; catch a romantic flick and try to snatch a smooch over the movie. It is when you lay your head on each other’s shoulder, expecting it to be there always. It is when you shower each other simple gifts to lavish ones, spoiling each other to the most unreasonable desire. It is love, when you publicly fight, professing your love while the other narrates what you have done and trying to appear to be on a movie. It is when you text each other all day long quotes of love and personalized affection messages. It is when you can’t seem to be contented asking if you have eaten but to ask all the minute details instead. It is when you cry over petty things, and thought it was the end of your damn world. It is when you celebrate monthly and count how long have you been together. But, again because of my doubting and insecure ego, I tried to decipher what love really is, being unknown to others.
Unknown to many, I believe that love is not about the shallowness of human actions but the formation of an eternal mystery that seems to hide itself from me but is believed to be ubiquitous in this damn world. Love is when we learn to sacrifice for others without expecting anything in return. The unconditional love for someone is immeasurable, not by money, by neither time spent nor any selfish satisfaction we know, for to give up something we are soulfully attached is not easy but for the genuine love for another, this difficulty would nonetheless be easy. Love is when hostility is absent, but rather a selfless, caring and compassionate attitude is seen. It is clearly obvious to a mother’s love for her child, a dad’s care for his gentle treasure. It is when you try your best not to cause harm, to give your love one your care by all means. It is when you understand his or her most shallow reasons, unlike attitude and childish tantrums. It is when your ears are always ready to hear his or her thoughts, without the fear of being condemned. It is love when you trust your life to the other. It is when doubts are set free and your hearts are pure. It is when negative thoughts vanished and you learn to appreciate every futile thing, no matter what it is that he or she does. It is when you realize that you are now connected to each other by an invisible silver cord that grips your hearts fully.
Love is not when you think of the other always, it is when you realize that you are the other and the other is you, making you one that whatever you do to him or her is also doing it to yourself. I am writing this for the reason that I can’t seem to digest the fact that love has not come my way. I think this would make me realized what I’ve been missing just in case or what I should look into and not expect something cheesy that the world is telling us.


JT. Abordo 2006

post fathers day entry..

This is dedicated to all fathers especially to my dad. This is not bias, I’m focusing on a father’s perspective.
Men, starting the age when they could think critically would somehow imagine how they can be a great dad. Children would usually say that they wanted to be like their own dad’s, teenagers sees the greatness their dad’s made and would put into their mind that one day, they would be like that, late adolescents would have a picture perfect view on how their fatherhood career would be. Before we go into fatherhood, we could imagine how we are going to be the best dad but nevertheless, when we are in the fatherhood career per se we would realize how difficult it is to be one, contrary to our belief that it is one easy task.
Tying the knot is a hard decision to make, for the both parties of course, but I would focus on being a dad. I surmise that even before the wedding, men would painstakingly save for future expenses, expecting that they would contribute more financially. From the moment they say “I do”, it would commence their official fatherhood duties. Sexually, most of the time, I think that men does most of the work, sweat most and exhaust most after the coitus. When their wives get pregnant, who endures the side effects of pregnancies? Men! They are expected to carry their wife’s stuff. They can’t do anything when their wife craves for this and that; otherwise they have to deal with their conscience of not giving what their spouse wants. They tirelessly wait until their baby is born, worrying for their wife and child. Then if the mother is still incapable of doing things, men do it. They watch their babies and make sure that they are safe and well fed, sleepless of course. They would do anything to provide their family life’s necessities, do this and that, enduring hard works, hunger and homesickness. They would sacrifice their family’s presence to work abroad, so they could give more. They always want the best for their family.
But our fathers are not forced to do this, I would assume. Nor I would be forced to do everything for my family, because fatherhood is all about being selfless. The fact that you can give your family the best that they can have is enough to replace those sweat and blood into satisfaction and happiness. The smiles and sweetness of your children and wife are an overwhelming sight. The hugs and kisses of their family make them a million times happier.

I am thanking my father for giving us the best that we can have in this world. From the moment you made us until our very last breath, our never ending gratitude would be yours. We would love you always like you loved us.
HAPPY FATHER’S DAY TO ALL FATHERS OUT THERE.

gosh..

what happened??!! i thought ive already installed haloscan then wala na ulit...hay....anyway, yup russ, ive watched xmen na.....

anyway....

may the people who died in indonesia rest in peace..another tragedy na naman for them..kawawa naman sila...after nung killer tsunami yung lindol...but we cant blame anyone, their location is really risky...being on the ring of fire..theyre prone to those events....

Haloscan commenting and trackback have been added to this blog.

Haloscan commenting and trackback have been added to this blog.

si leonardo da vinci talaga oh...

this would be comments that i heard from people about the da vinci code.
- da vinci had himself condemned and praised by people at the same time..half, thinks its a blasphemy (its based from a fiction book in the first place isnt it?) including my mom, a die hard catholic and half thinks its true including my uncle...

-a banner was displayed at the entrance gate of ayala alabang village saying they dont approve the movie

-it was rated 18, kahit na hindi siya porn but because of its sensitive issue..

kayo, what do you think of it?? true or not??

for me, kasi, if you would look at it, it seems to be very possible..all the details are from facts..sabi ko nga sa mommy ko, fiction always come from reality...diba??parang lalagyan lang ng twist or iibahin, but the story is still based from facts..para kasing, its really possible, my faith is not affected, though.

ps.ive installed haloscan na..hehehe..na bobo ako nung una..

Haloscan commenting and trackback have been added to this blog.

the last stand

as we all predicted, JEAN GREY's powers flourished to a dangerous one, one that could break you into dust......professor X died so as cylops and jean....many mutants queued for the cure including rougue...to stop magneto, the group injected magneto with the cure, and mysique who was shot also half way of the film...anyway im not contented with the film, i thought the mutants would unite to fight the government like what they did on X2..hhhmmm..ano pa ba??? wala na eh..kayo, have you watched x3???

the return from an unexpected blog-hibernation

yes, at last im blogging again after 3 months of not visting my blog and not updating im back!!!....i got so busy that i cant even type my post..school got me so occupied..anyway..ill be blogging again and im so happy about that..just keeping my blog simple with B and W..im having problems with inserting haloscan, though..so im gonna used the blogger's instead muna..anyway...im really excited..

whats wrong with respecting people's discretion??

you know what i dont like most?? is when people try to criticize others based on their freedom to decide...hhhm,mm...did i say it right?? let me further explain..we decide on things personally..sometimes with or without considering others..its our own decision anyway..but when people get mad at you because others are favored and not them thats where the problem starts..i so so get irritated when they starts to bug you on questions and inarte tactics..what i did?? i shut up and asked them "ano sinusumbat niyo itong mga ito sakin??? huh???ehdi sa inyo na lang!!"..hay naku..when will people grow up and be mature enough to think of it, that they just have to respect other's decision and that they should not expect everything even though they think etc etc etc....



ps...i pray for the soul of those who died in ultra...

isang pagpugay sa mga nagdadamit.

Retrospectively speaking, I have suffered being a goldfish in an aquarium meticulously being criticized by acclaimed chauvinist and being extolled upon by fashion victims. It is two semesters of once a week fashion dilemma where I need to decide what to wear, what accessory to use to accentuate my outfit and what hairstyle would suite my that day fashion statement. For all the college students out there, I would assume that you all know what I'm talking about, the so called "wash day" as what our university calls it.

The wash day of every school is every stylish persons dream day. It is their only time to show how trendy they are, how flamboyant they could get and how stylish they could get. As a college sophie, who belongs to a strict and uniform-loving college, I have the privilege of being a fashion critic to all those pretentious people who feels like they were walking in the catwalk, legs are crossing, soles are barely touching the ground and has the irritating chauvinist aura. They are everywhere, the fashionistas and the acclaimed ones. The former, being elegant, simple yet stylish, the so called chic, sublime, well fitted, and was lucky they came up with an impressive outfit and the later being super confident in flaunting there mismatched tops and bottoms. I'm not being so critical and projecting my fashion flaws to them but is so happen that I don’t get to wear civilian clothes during Wednesdays, uniforms are worn whenever we go to school, even during Saturdays, that’s what health sciences student do. So, there we are, just being the usual uniform wearers, enjoying the criticism-free outfit and just enjoying the fashion scene of our school.

Pedals plus sketchers rubber shoes?? Not a good idea…So freshie as they call it…What about those that wear elephant pants??? Duh!!..During the time when it became a fad among teenagers, I never dreamed of having one. I never had one. I always stick to the usual ones. But I admit, there is this time of my life where I thought that big shirts are cool..Now I'm regretting why I wore those…is it really part of your life to suffer those?? Then there's this girl in PE class that we saw last time. PE class plus dangling earrings?? Yeah, it looks good I your ears but hello??!! Do you want your ears lacerated? Maybe. Bohemian looks or whatever they call it...Cool, free flowing long or short skirts with cool designs paired with simple spandex blouse accentuated with beads on your neck or wrists..I find it very conservative yet trendy but what dismays me is their footwear. You have to be very careful in choosing what slippers or sandals to match your outfit otherwise it may ruin the total package. I can't describe how they look like but I just don’t find it very pleasing.

Fashion requires money, regardless of what amount, small or big. Admit it, we all use money to buy our clothes and accessories. We buy from the tiangges and boutiques, rue d'vie or malls, wherever we shop we all need money. Spending money for fashion is everyone's gusto but sometimes we spend so much that we are being victims of it. How do we look at someone? A walking price tag? Or a perfect combination of economic buys? It is not always right to think that those expensive clothes are better, sometimes those that we can buy in a cheaper price proves to be more fashionable and versatile. Fashion drains our ability to participate in the world market. It disables us to buy necessary goods but who doesn’t want a new shirt?

The bottom line is, fashion is a broad spectrum of diversities that makes of breaks a person. We all are fashion victims sometime in our life, but everyday we always think that we are one of the most gorgeous people alive. Long live jologs! Long live the fashionistas at feeling fashionistas! Mabuhay ang mga manang at tatang! Mabuhay tayong lahat na nagdadamit!