Wednesday, February 25, 2009
My gawd, I'm head over heels in love with H&M. I have been nurturing a loving relationship with this brand for almost 3 years now. Their current INSPIRATION collections are to die for! It's just so hard to rely on online shopping and ordering from people you know abroad to buy you stuff from this brand.. so PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE H & M... come to the PHILIPPINES! =)
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
When i was seven, i used to dream big of becoming a hot-shot criminal lawyer. I used to imagine myself throwing strong words against puppy-eyed lawyers in my fashionably sensitive corporate attire.
When i was twelve, i practiced "the walk" that's supposed to land me a spot in an airline company as a stewardess drooled and worshiped by passengers. hahaha!
At seventeen, being the obedient daughter that i always am, i took medical technology per parental request. The very unappealing thought of just sitting down and getting to know poo-poo's and microorganisms disgusted me. after my sophomore year, I quit.
Now at twenty-two and still fabulous (bleh!), i’m a few weeks away from my graduation day! There were times that I wanted to quit and just be an OSY but thank God—I didn’t! “kaning cebu doc man gud, lisud-lisuron jud ang estudyante. Daghan kaayong arte!” hehehe.
nothing comes easy in NURSING, especially in CDU. I’ve been in one too many emotional roller-coaster rides in my 4-year stay in this college. Recalling those events made me cringe. How can I be so stupid in choosing a course that’s soooooo not me?! I mean nursing requires passion, dedication, hard work, efficiency and effectiveness—which clearly are not reflective of my being. I have never seriously studied for an exam since freshman year nor have I read a nursing book continuously, not until revalida. You should’ve seen the look of my MedSurg teacher when I only shook my head after being asked about ECG interpretations! Sh*t! Of all MedSurg topic! I never did understand ECG interpretations and I never even cared reading about it. So much for good luck, huh!?
So why do the “jump the queue” in the nursing bandwagon? For the dollars? For the land of milk and honey? For the American dream? HELL, YEAH! J But there’s so much more to nursing than that. There are things in this course that you can never trade for anything. Every once in a while after a hard return demonstration, a never-ending berating of an instructor and giving the wrong medication, you sit down in one corner and just let those hot tears flow down your cheeks. Then you realize that in every complaint of tiredness, every disapproving look and in every painful realization of a mistake, we LEARN. We learn not to complain but be thankful that we’re not experiencing as much difficulty as children in the streets do. We learn that sometimes, disapproval can mean, “go, vindicate yourself!” and we learn to be very vigilant in everything that we do so as not to compromise our future.
Yeah, Im not yet done with my requirements and clearances but I’ll soon be! I want to graduate and take with me everything that I’ve learned in this course be it in the prospectus or not. Hehehe. I may not be the most hardworking, intelligent or CI-friendly lass to ever walk the halls of this college, but I do not care! As long as the CDU-CN education and values are sculpted in my heart and mind, then I guess, I’m good to go!
If only I had known back when I was little that nursing and nurses exist, then I never would've had thoughts of becoming a lawyer and a stewardess. After all, nurses can be anything they want to be…all the other options await!
I am "kayumanggi". I certainly am not white nor fair-skinned. I have been an easy target of name-calling since time immemorial. They call me Ms. ARGEN-tina. If you read the bold letters backward, you would know why.
I don't have problems with my skin color. I am proud of it. Tease me all you like, you'll get a little drama and a little drop in self-image from me. But that's that. Nothing more, nothing less. I love my kayumanggi as much as I love the Earth and its colors.
I have nothing against "White is Beautiful" and "Once you go black, there's no going back". It will all boil down to the confidence-injector proverb, "Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder".
It is, it really is.
Three days more to go and the Vaginas will paint the town red! I am so fired up with the thought of all these vaginas putting up an appalling show. This will be my first time to watch the monologue but previous reviews are driving me nuts! I am way over the top excited! I'm keeping my fingers and toes crossed that I won't be left disappointed. =)
I can't wait to see THE MOANER. So me. Just kidding. =)
Monday, February 23, 2009
After watching the Kate Hudson-Anne Hathaway starrer, Bride Wars, a weird feeling of ambivalence towards the movie took its toll on me.
I was happy because Kate Hudson was so adorable in her "blue" hair and the story, in a way more than the other, tickled my funny bone.
On another note, I got anxious with the thought of it happening in real life. It's not about the bride-to-be best friends turned archenemies but it's about marriages and weddings in general.
Geez, I'm not so sure if I would like to get married in the future! Horrors! =)
Sunday, February 22, 2009
<----- THE LOOK OF A BORED WITCH with her C2 BOTTLE ON
THE BACKGROUND. =)
After I write this, I am heading to the movie house to watch Bride Wars with J. I am soooo bored. I'm keeping my fingers crossed that I'll be entertained! Wish me luck! =)
1. American History X
*A brutal Neo Nazi skinhead named Derek Vinyard is tried and sent to prison for three years for the murder of two black guys who tried to steal his truck. When he returns from prison reformed, his younger brother Daniel Vinyard who idolizes him is on the brink of becoming a Neo Nazi himself. Derek must save his younger brother from a similar fate.
- One of the most realistic movies I have ever seen. Edward Norton was at his acting best in this film. The ending just breaks my heart at the same time, satiates the movie fanatic in me.
2. The Secret Garden
*After losing her self-indulging parents in an earthquake, a bitter young girl named Mary Lennox is sent to live in England with her reclusive Uncle. Eventually she discovers her bedridden cousin and a 'secret garden' that once belonged to her deceased aunt. With the help of her cousin, the kindly Dikon, and a little 'magic', Mary found a way to bring love back to her family.
- First released as a novel, the movie version didn't disappoint. Oh how I wanted to have played with Annie Lennox in that garden the first time I saw this movie sometime in 1993. Lennox's being a brat of a kid in the earlier part was sooo me! =)
- This movie is simply entertaining and inspiring! Billy was so awkwardly cute with his ballerina costume on. But the moment he does the ballet, the world stops to listen to the beat that Billy dance. A movie about doing what you love most when all the others are against it, especially your own family.
4. The Count of Monte Cristo
*A young man, falsely imprisoned by his jealous "friends," escapes and uses a hidden treasure to exact his revenge.
-Originally a novel by Alexander Dumas, this movie, again, didn't disappoint. It has this magnetic power to talk you into watching the film over and over again. Jim Caviezel is a huge bonus as The Count! Love, love, love this! =)
*The population of a small, isolated countryside village believe that their alliance with the mythical creatures that inhabit the forest around them is coming to an end.
-This movie demonstrates how effective terror can be in manipulating at the same time, keeping people under control.
A whole Sunday frenzy with the family left me exhausted. My cerebrum is about to crack. My faculty is in oblivion and my anatomy is defunct. I'm debilitated, sapped, bone-weary..whatever you call it - - - I am not in the best of auras.
I can't help but miss the flowers I used to get during earmarked seasons. The fragrance the flowers give satisfies not only my nasal lust but as well as the yearning of my soul. The bashful naivete it emulates help abates the negative vibe one has for the day. I want to dream of tulips, carnations, lilies and roses falling from the sky and replenish my fervor for life. *sigh*
The glorious scent of the blossoms reminds me of happy childhood memories during the summer month of May. The blithe shouts of children on their way to "Flores de Mayo".. The sound of the sprinkler in my Lola's garden.. Those were the days. *sigh again*
The fruit of the Earth blooms to touch the simplest of hearts, the most primitive of souls. My tuckered-out one, included. For without which, this big blue marble of ours will be boring. This macrocosm will be dispersed with an array of crestfallen and depressed existence.
God bless the flowers!
Cheers! I am finally starting a legit blog! Official Blogger, I am!
The concussion of boredom and hubbub in my everyday life enlivened the neophyte of a writer in me. The entrancing online world somehow managed to finally lure me into typing in my current and yeah, my imminent emo/elan moments.
Enjoy the snippets of my so-called life, huns! =)