I am one independent woman. Am I?
There was a time in college wherein I was assigned in the pediatric ICU alone while all of my groupmates were in the main ward area. I stayed there for 7 solid hours (minus 1 hour break time) and I took care of 6 critical kids - every hour vital signs monitoring, IVs, sponge bath, bedside care, plus a newborn that needs a q 15 heart rate monioring. Not a single minute was spent idly. I looked out through the glass window and I saw my friends sitting down and just chatting with each other. It was a long duty day for me. I was alone with my tasks. I don't have anyone to share my responsibilities with. When it was time for our end duty circle, our clinical instructor asked us to describe each other and one of the things that strucked me most among all the adjectives they've given: she is independent.
I have traveled alone. I was scared to wits and at the same time excited on my first international travel at the age of 20. I know a 3 or 4 year old kid has done the same (and we were on the same plane) but it is a different thing when you are just all alone finding your way through an unknown busy airport, going from one terminal to another, surrounded by foreign sounding people. I was even the only passenger the whole plane is waiting for because I got lost. lol
And now, I'm all alone in the day shift. No one to talk to. No one to share meals with. No one to keep me company. So emo, I know, but I ain't complaining! hehe
I actually don't know where this post is heading. Maybe I'm just bored with work stuff so I decided to blog instead. Maybe I just want to cheer myself up. Maybe I just need some ice cream. Yeah, I think that's it. I want some ice cream. ICE CREAM!!!
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24.7.12
Birthday Note to Self
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I hope that in this year to come, you make mistakes.
Because if you are making mistakes, then you are making new things, trying new things, learning, living, pushing yourself, changing yourself, changing your world. You're doing things you've never done before, and more importantly, you're doing something.
So that's my wish for you, and all of us, and my wish for myself. Make new mistakes. Make glorious, amazing mistakes. Make mistakes nobody's ever made before. Don't freeze, don't worry that it isn't good enough, or it isn't perfect, whatever it is: art, or love, or work or family or life.
Whatever it is you're scared of doing, DO IT.
Make your mistakes, next year and forever.
~Neil Gaiman~
18.7.12
summer in july
I know this post is kinda late for such an awesome weekend stress-buster break from work. Though the activity was a mixture of joy and sadness - sadness because it was Teody's last day of work and Doc Chin isn't with the team anymore - but also joy, knowing that both of them will be in a new environment where they can feel genuine happiness and appreciation. Cheers to the EHR team! =)
4.7.12
Firework
It's the fourth of July in America and I'm stuck here at work doing nothing. As in, nothing. I surfed the net and found a couple of interesting sites that I would probably visit once in a while, created a twitter account for the first time, and even read sites about serial killers and psychopaths.
Is this work?
Well, maybe not.
:P
29.1.12
23.1.12
the mardi gras
I haven’t been to a Sinulog Grand Parade before even if I was born and raised in Cebu. Really. Well not really. I remember having a few glimpse of the dancers’ colorful costumes and towering props when I was a lil kid and even having a few pictures but that is all there is to my Sinulog experience. My parents don’t like the idea of walking the entire day and getting soaked with sweat under the heat of the sun.
I finally had my first real Sinulog experience this year at the age of 22. haha. Crazy. But you are never too old to join a street party, eh?
My boyf and I met at around 9am near his old school and we were running a bit late for the holy mass at Sacred Heart Parish. We literally had to walk like New Yorkers which he would tell me when he wants me to walk fast to keep up with his pace. After the mass, we ate lunch and watched a few street dance presentations. The heat was becoming unbearable though so we decided to take the afternoon off chilling at his home.
At around 4pm we went out again and because he wanted me to really experience Sinulog, he dragged me towards the Fuente rotunda where the bottleneck of people were. Well, his ‘evil’ plan backfired because it started to rain so we made a quick detour to Ayala passing by the Baseline area where we saw lots of tipsy-drunk people dancing and having fun like crazy! I’d be damned if mum sees me drunk like that. haha!
We had dinner at a cozy burger restaurant he loves then watched Ayala and SM’s Grand Sinulog Fireworks Display simultaneously from their rooftop. What a great way to end my Sinulog experience!
p.s. Thank you for making this day possible, dude.
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