Direct quote

"[T]here is a logical contradiction once again - it's funny how a person 'liberated' by free thought has become as dogmatic and narrow minded as the religion he professes to loathe"
-Ttalk's Pach

Parang engot lang

So I was looking for the copyright year of my assessment book written by Jarvis. Tas bigla akong napunta sa dedication page... Nakalagay dun,

To Paul,
Still and always.

Weird, pero kinilig ako. Feeling ko either asawa nya yun, or someone from her past na mahal pa din nya. Ay grabe kaloka. Bakit pati author ng libro ginagawan ko ng love story? :))

Libra: The Scales

Balance.

It was then that I realized I wanted both: I longed for one and desired for the other.

It was more painful when I did not get what I desired because I had to do something about the longing.

This is not the time to return to my old self. Not yet.

But I will, soon...

I promise.

Salvador Dali - The Dream

Daniel Radcliffe

It's amazing how much change time can bring upon a man.

Cutenesses

My desktop wallpaper:

The Philippine Eagle

Do you love it? :D

The Philippine Eagle, also known as the Monkey-Eating Eagle, is the largest eagle in the whole world. It is also the most gwapo eagle. XD

I mean, lookie:

Fierce! :D

And oh, our school mascot was chosen to be one of the 12 finalists in the 2009 Capital One All-America Mascot Team. Yiiieee! Go Jack Rabbit! Go South Dakota State University!


So adorable and cuddly astig diba?

Take note of the ears. XD

Food for thought

We are afflicted in every way, but not constrained;
perplexed, but not driven to despair;
persecuted, but not abandoned;
struck down, but not destroyed;

2 Corinthians 4:8-9

Introducing: The GRACI font

Walang magawa sa buhay, so I made a font. Wala lang siya, handwriting lang, handwriting ko. XD

*This is smoother, thus replacing the "Gracey" font, which was done before I discovered the ZOOM function (engot kase XD)*

Kung gusto nyo magdownload (kapal ko o XD), eto sha:

http://rapidshare.com/files/253283663/Graci.ttf.html

FED WON!!!

Roger Federer won his 15th Grand Slam title a while ago at Wimbledon 2009.

Roger Federer beat Andy Roddick 7-5, 6-7, 6-7, 6-3, 14-16

*image from here.

Blades of Fadonkles

Don't know why I'm surviving every lonely day
When there's got to be no chance for me
My life would end and it doesn't matter how I cry
My tears of love are a waste of time

Can't let go and it doesn't matter how I try
I gave it all so easily to you my love
To dreams that never will come true

If I turn away am I strong enough to see it through
Go crazy is what I will do

♥

__________________________

In other news, I got into an accident yesterday. A woman backed up into my car, scratching the board and denting the hood. We went to the mechanic a while ago and he said it's going to take $500 to fix it ($#!+!!!!). Mom and I were not hurt but I was dumbfounded. We were supposed to go to the mall but I decided it's best to go home after the incident. I cried. I have no idea why, but I cried. I guess what happened scared the s*** out of me, and I didn't want to drive again. It's been a while since I drove a car and the last time we went out (which was last Friday), I was nearly hit by a speeding van. So much for being an addition to last week's deaths.

RIP Ed McMahon, Farrah Fawcett, Michael Jackson, and Billy Mays

I'm dying to see HP6 (a.k.a. Harry Potter and the Prince / Harry Potter and the Blood of Prince-lol).

squeeeeeeeeeeeee!

It's 3 in the morning and I'm craving for bacon. Help? XD

I'm crushing on Stanislas Wawrinka. lol

Federer and Wawrinka. I love them both.

After almost 3 years, I therefore conclude...

...that Asians are more handsome than Caucasians. XD

Mga puti kasi yung tipong pag nakita mo for the first time, gwapo pero pag tumatagal, nagiging ordinary na lang ang hitsura. Asians naman, so-so lang ang kagwapuhan sa una, pero pag matagal mo ng nakikita, parang lalong mas gumugwapo. HAHA! Ang random, grabe. Kasi naman, more than 2 years akong nag-aral sa isang engineering school at maraming football players na rin akong naging kaklase, at in fairview halos lahat sila gwapo pero hindi yung tipong pag nakabangga mo, o kaya natignan mo sa mga mata eh buo na yung araw mo. XD

Ayun. :D

BOF

I just finished watching Boys Over Flowers. Yes, the entire series. Thanks to Ben who gave me the link for all the episodes. :D

It's been years since I've watched anything similar to this, so it's like being in high school all over again...cheesy and crazy as before. XD It's like having a portal for me to escape from a hard reality, even just for a while.

I'm going to miss Jun Pyo.

I would DIE if I see this face in the campus (or just about anywhere in this place). ;D

Who wants to be cursed?

When I was in high school, my friend and I made a bet: if Ryan kisses Juday on the show Krystala, I will either protest in front of ABS-CBN or give her 40 pesos. Note: I watched Krystala ONLY because of Ryan. I lost, but I didn't do any of those stupid consequences I set. lol

Not that I hate Juday, but I thought Ryan should go out with someone else (pakielamera talaga ako nung high school), and I even wished that they would never be together EVER again. And look at them now, they're already married! Haha! XD

I wish them all the best. :)

Don't worry, nagbago na ako, di na ako pakielamera...sort of.

Wishie

Sana may real-life counterparts sina Seravy at Dorothy. :]

Heart defects super simplified memory guide

*Tetralogy of Fallot-yung sobrang gulo ng buhay
explanation: apat ba naman ang defects, kundi ba naman magkagulo-gulo ang puso nito

*Tricuspid Atresia-kinulang kaya nagkahalo-halo
explanation: failure of the tricuspid valve to develop kaya naghalo ang oxygenated at deoxygenated blood

*Transposition of the Great Arteries-yung mukhang maayos pero hindi
explanation: right ventricle nakakabit sa aorta, left ventricle naman sa pulmonary artery--kung titignan sa litrato, mukha siyang mas maayos kaysa sa normal heart

*Total Anomalous Pulmonary Venous Connection-yung parang may tulay sa taas, or yung "binalikan ang una"
explanation: failure of the pulmonary vein to join left atrium, instead bumalik ang PV sa first chamber of the heart, yung right atrium

*Truncus Arteriosus-kinulang kaya naligaw
explanation: failure of aorta and pulmonary artery to develop, nagkahalo ang dugo, bumalik sa RA, tapos shunted from right to left (ano ba talaga, kuya?)

*Hypoplastic Left Heart Syndrome-kinulang kaya kulang
explanation: underdevelopment of the left side of the heart, nagdudulot ng kulang na CO


Grabe, no wonder bumabagsak ako. lol Marami pa nito. XD

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And oh...

HAPPY EASTER!

I hope I get "resurrected" too. I've been dead for quite some time now.

Blizzard na naman

The blizzard started at about 2pm, and ganito na agad ang epekto:

Yes, that's snow. My window has 3 rows of (fiber) glass. That's how strong the wind is, napasok nya yung singit ng wood and lodged between the glasses. So ngayon, wala na akong makita. Actually, 0 rin talaga ang visibility. This afternoon, we can't even see the tree in front of our house sa kapal ng paghipan ng snow. The interstate (highway) was closed, classes were suspended, and even our doors were blocked by the snow.

Haynaku. And they said first day of spring daw nung linggo. Yeahrightwhatever. :p

Awwww

Congratulations sa mga graduates! Dun sa mga nakakuha ng honors, you can now lend me your brains. lol

Ang tanda na natin ninyo. XD Next step nyan after graduation ang maghanap ng trabaho, tapos magkapamilya, tapos magpalaki ng anak, maging lolo at lola, tapos mamatay..Ay erase that last part na muna. Matagal pa yun. XD

Basta kudos to the graduates! Aim high in the sky as you fly and sigh while looking at a guy (ano daw?!).

:D

THIS IS CREEPY

I AM ON GOOGLE EARTH. SERIOUSLY. Look at this!

I'm thinking na nung September 2008 pa ito kinuhanan kasi green pa yung damo and I'm wearing a hoodie, so medyo palamig na.

Sana man lang, pina-wave nila ako para naman sikat. HAHA!

Click to enlarge

Wallflower

do you see?
standing there in the corner
I was alone, I always am at these big parties
watching you watching everybody
wishing I was more outgoing
wishing I was just a pretty wallflower

I'm not here, no one sees me -- wallflower
I'm by myself, please excuse me

but there you were, standing in your own corner
your eyes were wide, tired, fading just like mine
we could be the best of friends i'm sure of it
but i'm too shy to cross this crowded room besides

wallflower
I'm not here, no one sees me -- wallflower
I'm by myself, please excuse me

help me leave this corner of the room
I'm reaching out to you
cause i've got things i could talk to you about
we could be wallflower friends
to the end -- wallflower friends
to the end, I'm sure of it

wallflowers
we're not here, no one sees us -- wallflowers
we're together please excuse us

______________________________

I am loving Priscilla Ahn.

Lent

Jesucristo, vives en mí,
aleluya, aleluya.
Jesucristo, vives en mí,
vives en mí, aleluya.

____________

Cuando sufro persecución
por proclamar tu nombre,
hallo fuerza al ir con mi cruz
junto a ti, O Cristo.

To arr is pirate

I think I am starting to get acquainted with nursing school right after the Health Fair experience. My procrastination has lessened and I am proud to say that I'm nearly done with the first page of my 3-page study guide. Of course, I would stay awake until I can to finish all three just so I can move on to the next subject tomorrow (or later, considering it's already 12:21am). So far, I have learned that pulling is easier than pushing, and that catheters are very helpful, but are very painful to look at. I was studying perineal care a while ago, and the sight of the urinary catheter in Sim Man's penis popped into my mind and gave me the creeps.

I will be taking the CAAP (Collegiate Assessment of Academic Proficiency) on the 20th of March, which also coincides with our 2nd clinical, where we have to go to a day care and do a Denver II test on the children. I'm a little anxious about that exam, because it will test what I have learned in college so far. While my grades are acceptable, I don't think I remember much of what I have truly learned. I'm particularly nervous about the math and science reasoning parts. I have only seen math in my algebra and chemistry classes, that a simple question about the area of a trapezoid would easily put me off-guard. I just hope CAAP would be just like the COMPASS placement exam, or the TOEFL, but since this is a college-level exam, I expect that this would be a lot harder.

I STILL have no topic on the IPR for our Professional Communication class. Some of my classmates have told us that some of the higher-level students just went on and wrote stuff without doing an actual interview. That would be easier, of course, but that would be cheating, and I can NEVER cheat again. Besides, with college, cheating will not get me anywhere, especially in this field.

I feel a lot better when I achieve something because of my own efforts. In my younger years, I cheated in quizzes and even had the guts to cheat on one of my exams. SHAME ON ME. I got Cs on those subjects, and I think I could have done better than that--WITHOUT CHEATING. I have trashed my concerns about academics the moment I got into high school because most of my classmates graduated with honors and I have convinced myself that I can never measure up to them. If in elementary, the thought of not being included in the top 10 scared the living shenaniganz out of me, in high school, not even the sight of a 75 in a report card startled me. The same thing happened in my first year at SLU. The prospect of independence diverted my attention from the more important stuff, and I spent a whole year in there without learning anything (in academics, I mean.. I learned a lot about socializing, I suppose) and not caring that I haven't been learning. Being included in the "best" block there is in the college did not exactly help me (no offense guys, you are still the best blockmates I've had) because being with the brightest students is high school all over again. Having consistently low grades paired with zero motivation from most of our instructors convinced me that that's all I can ever be--a mediocre.

Now, I am struggling to prove this wrong.

* * *

I felt so sad when I learned that Jean Webster, the author of Daddy-Long-Legs, died after she gave birth to her daughter--only a year after she got married.

* * *

I'm still perturbed about the incident of the forgotten nametag during the Health Fair.

Usapang Poopie

Prof. Delzer gave these words as part of the handouts for our lesson about elimination. Laughtrip to the max! XD

GHOST POOPIE: The kind where you feel the poopie come out, but there is no poopie in the toilet.

CLEAN POOPIE: The kind where you poopie it out, see it in the toilet, but there is nothing on the toilet paper.

WET POOPIE: The kind where you wipe your butt 50 times and it still feels unwiped, so you have to put some toilet paper between your butt and your underwear so you won't ruin them with stains.

SECOND WAVE POOPIE: This happens when you're done poopie-ing and you've pulled your pants up to your knees, and you realize that you have to poopie some more.

POP-A VEIN-IN-YOUR-FOREHEAD POOPIE: The kind where you strain so much to get it out, you practically have a stroke.

LINCOLN LOG POOPIE: The kind of poopie that is so huge you're afraid to flush without first breaking it into little pieces with the toilet brush.

GASSY POOPIE: It's so noisy, that everyone within earshot is giggling.

DRINKER'S POOPIE: The kind of poopie you have the morning after a long night of drinking. It's most noticeable trait is the skid marks on the bottom of the toilet.

CORN POOPIE: Self explanatory.

GEE-I-WISH-I-COULD-POOPIE POOPIE: The kind where you want to poopie but all you do is sit on the toilet and fart a few times.

SPINAL TAP POOPIE: That's where it hurts so badly coming out, you'd swear it was leaving you sideways.

WET CHEEKS POOPIE (The Power Dump): The kind that comes out so fast, your butt cheeks get splashed with water.

LIQUID POOPIE: THe kind where yellowish-brown liquid shoots out of your butt and splashes all over the toilet bowl.

MEXICAN POOPIE: It smells so bad your nose burns.

UPPER-CLASS POOPIE: The kind of poopie that doesn't smell.

THE SURPRISE POOPIE: You're not even at the toilet because you are sure you are about to fart, but *oops* --- a poopie!

THE DANCING POOPIE: This poopie refuses to drop into the toilet even when you know you are done poopie-ing it. You just pray that a shake or two will cut it loose.

Looking back

Wey unearthed this from our Yahoo! Group account. It was a message I posted way back in 2006, when I was still in the Philippines, probably contemplating on my possible departure.

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(post was edited for grammatical errors)

ORIGINAL MESSAGE FROM GRACE

SENT LAST: August 25, 2006, Friday, 3:36 PM

"while i was watching high school musical, i remembered my life long
dream of singing,, yah,, don't worry, di ko na ipupursue yun dahil
ayaw ko pang magiba yung mundo..

anyway, i was looking at the ceiling of my dark room the other night..

thoughts flew(?) into my mind..

lost thoughts of high school..

that was around 10pm..

i thought:

"ganitong oras nung high school pa ako, busy ako sa kakaplantsa ng
uniform habang nakikinig sa MOR, ang favorite kong radio station..
i'll be looking forward to another day with my buds (and MOST
UNFORTUNATELY, my pesky teachers.. special mention si BEBS)..hay
naku, siguradong tawanan ever na naman nyan..

so ayun.. gigising ako nga 5:30 at magaalmusal. then my usual
routine na..

6:45 am, nasa terminal na ako..maaga akong sasakay ng bus (kasi
maagang pumapasok sa school si bote..baka makatabi ko ULIT)

pagdating ko sa labskul, ayan, nakakalat na ang mga nangongopya ng
assignments. . hehee,,buti nagawa ko na yung akin.. hehe ulit

diretso na kami nila wey, ben at jaffy sa tindahan para bumili ng
kendi.. ang ever favorite naming MENTOS.

ayan.. nagsisimula na ang klase.. di ko na memorize ang sched natin
kaya diretso na ng lunch.

kumaripas na ng takbo ang ms4 sa takot na baka utusan ng mga
teachers na mga pilay yata at hindi makayang bumili ng sarili nilang
lunch.. napupuno na ng 14s ang driveway dahil nakahilera sila ng 1
linya habang binibiro na naman si lola june o kaya may naimbento na
namang bagong korni na joke..

nakarating na kami sa tindahan at nagtatanggalan na ng takip ng mga
ulam, yung iba naman, dumiretso na sa likod para magsave ng upuan.
after magtawanan sa tindahan habang kumakain (sikat na naman ang
snoopy lunchbox ni wey), punta na nian kami sa CR para mag-TORBASH. .
at laging naghihingian ng TORPASTE..pati na polbo, at laging hindi
pantay ang polbo ko..

walang research siguro nun, or may event sa skul tulad ng quiz bee
na sinalihan namin.. nagkandaloko- loko na naman ang mga recycled
piano projects na ginamit ang likod as TAGBOARDS.. lsians talaga,
mahal ang kalikasan kaya nagrerecycle. .habang nagcocontest eh, sabay
hanap ng tissue pambura..at bago yun ay makikipag agawan pa sa chalk
na ipinamimigay. .

again, di ko na naman kabisado ang sched natin sa hapon kaya diretso
uwian na..

takbuhan na nian sa bus habang nagdedecide ang mga tao kung anong
kakainin sa mcdo.. mcdo day kasi nun..tapos monthsary pa ng
forteens.. siyempre, di rin mawawala ang palitan ng sulat..

tapos, uwi na kami nila jaffy at naths--after ng mahigit 2 hours na
tawanan na naman sa mcdo 1 (na kakarenovate lang).."

napangiti na lang ako habang iniisip yun..

mahirap isipin..

tapos na pala yun.

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I miss high school so much.

If I were a cat...

Albert Einstein: The Younger Years

Shia Labeouf, is that you? XD

LOLdad

We were talking about our most embarrassing moments and Dad just had to share his XD:

Dad: Eto yung pinakahindi ko makakalimutang parte ng buhay ko. (Let me tell you about the most unforgettable moment of my life.)

*pauses*

Uh..ano na kasi yun? (Er..what was that again?)

XD

RIP, John Updike :(

Source

NEW YORK – John Updike, the Pulitzer Prize-winning novelist, prolific man of letters and erudite chronicler of sex, divorce and other adventures in the postwar prime of the American empire, died Tuesday at age 76.

Updike, best known for his four "Rabbit" novels, died of lung cancer at a hospice near his home in Beverly Farms, Mass., according to his longtime publisher, Alfred A. Knopf.

A literary writer who frequently appeared on best-seller lists, the tall, hawk-nosed Updike wrote novels, short stories, poems, criticism, the memoir "Self-Consciousness" and even a famous essay about baseball great Ted Williams.

He released more than 50 books in a career that started in the 1950s, winning virtually every literary prize, including two Pulitzers, for "Rabbit Is Rich" and "Rabbit at Rest," and two National Book Awards.

Although himself deprived of a Nobel, he did bestow it upon one of his fictional characters, Henry Bech, the womanizing, egotistical Jewish novelist who collected the literature prize in 1999.

His settings ranged from the court of "Hamlet" to postcolonial Africa, but his literary home was the American suburb, the great new territory of mid-century fiction.

Born in 1932, Updike spoke for millions of Depression-era readers raised by "penny-pinching parents," united by "the patriotic cohesion of World War II" and blessed by a "disproportionate share of the world's resources," the postwar, suburban boom of "idealistic careers and early marriages."

He captured, and sometimes embodied, a generation's confusion over the civil rights and women's movements, and opposition to the Vietnam War. Updike was called a misogynist, a racist and an apologist for the establishment.

On purely literary grounds, he was attacked by Norman Mailer as the kind of author appreciated by readers who knew nothing about writing. Last year, judges of Britain's Bad Sex in Fiction Prize voted Updike lifetime achievement honors.

But more often he was praised for his flowing, poetic writing style. Describing a man's interrupted quest to make love, Updike likened it "to a small angel to which all afternoon tiny lead weights are attached."

Nothing was too great or too small for Updike to poeticize. He might rhapsodize over the film projector's "chuckling whir" or look to the stars and observe that "the universe is perfectly transparent: we exist as flaws in ancient glass."

Author Joyce Carol Oates, a friend of Updike's, said there was a "luminosity in John's style that was just extraordinary. He also had a wonderful, warm, sympathetic sense of humor which people didn't always noticed.

Yes yes yo

"The U.S. Department of Health and Human Services estimates that by 2020, the U.S. nursing work force could be 800,000 nurses short of the number of nurses needed to serve the rapidly aging population. In the meantime, some employers rely on international nurse recruitment to fill the gap."

Reference:
Teddi Dineley Johnson (2008, November). New ethics code targets recruiters of foreign nurses to United States. The Nation's Health, 38(9), 23. Retrieved January 26, 2009, from ProQuest database.
(ba't may APA dito? XD)

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I have some stuff to share but I am so tired from reviewing for my Pathophysio exam so I'm just gonna leave with this "lesson of the day" which should be helpful for ALL students:

"Do not overstudy while cramming."

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That's all...vavush!

Tarsdee

The Nightingale Pledge

I solemnly pledge myself before God and in the presence of this assembly, to pass my life in purity and to practice my profession faithfully. I will abstain from whatever is deleterious and mischievous, and will not take or knowingly administer any harmful drug. I will do all in my power to maintain and elevate the standard of my profession, and will hold in confidence all personal matters committed to my keeping and all family affairs coming to my knowledge in the practice of my calling. With loyalty will I endeavor to aid the physician, in his work, and devote myself to the welfare of those committed to my care.

from: Professional Nursing: Concepts & Challenges by Chitty & Black

This morning, we watched a video about the history of nursing and the contributions nurses made for the society. It's very inspiring and motivating to know how important nurses are in the community, specifically in healthcare, and I'm glad and proud to have chosen to take this path. As my professor put it, nurses are the backbone of the medical institution. Without them, the institution would collapse.

It is also a relief knowing that the demand for nurses will continue to rise as baby boomers are nearing their retirement.

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I didn't get the chance to watch Obama's inauguration live, but I did catch on the replays and read the news. And here's something which caught my attention: Sensitive Atheists want "So help me God" be removed from oath-takings.


K.

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I have joined Nurses' Christian Fellowship. It is a student support group in our campus where everyone can provide and find--well--support, and encouragement. Not to mention the superb lunch they provided for us this afternoon. :]

Somehow, I think God does want me to be where I am. When I was failing all my classes at SLU, I felt I do not stand a chance against other students who were also aiming to get into the quota. I had my mind made up that if ever we do get to live in the US, I will change my course, determined never to get anything related to the medical field. But the moment I was asked what career path I want to take, nursing was the very first thing that came into my mind and next thing I knew, I was sitting in Carol's office, looking at the nursing pre-requisites I have to take. And here I am.

It's also puzzling how Yahoo! now keeps on including nursing as one of the featured best jobs to have, but when I was still taking my pre-reqs, I don't believe I've ever seen nursing headlined as such. Plus, when did I ever have the courage to join student orgs? I'm even planning to join a second org, the Student Nurses Association of SDSU. When did I ever get the courage to sit down beside a classmate I don't even know the name of and talk about random things? I never did all of that by myself even in the Philippines. I always needed someone to be with me.

This is the currently the most stressful part of my school life. Not even SLU gave me this much workload--and I was taking 27-29 units (I only have 12 units this sem) that time.

But--as Kelli Dunham put it--I can do this. That RN after my name is worth all the tears, blood, and sweat I can and will shed.

First week

One week in nursing school and I'm already exhausted. I am enjoying all of my classes and my professors are all awesome. I also love our new classrooms--gotta love the chairs, they're all cushioned! But struggling to cram tons of information into my brain and walking from the school building to my car carrying a 10lb backpack and an additional 6lb bag are not easy especially right after a month of vacation where I slept for 10 hours or more every single day (or night).

I had all of my laboratory classes today and at NURS 265 (Health Intervention), we got to try on our gloves, gowns, and masks. The class was quite interesting because we got to work with the Sim (simulated?) Man. No, he's not a superhero. He's our mannequin (he's a he because his artificial genital is a penis) and he's probably the creepiest mannequin I've seen because he's breathing, and he's breathing LOUDLY and his chest was rising with every inhalation. Boy, I would hate to go into a dark room with him in there. He also has a pulse and a blood pressure and if I'm not mistaken, I think he can speak too. -_-"

I am currently reading Kelli Dunham's How to Survive and Maybe Even Love Nursing School. This is a very very helpful book for all nursing students. It basically aims to keep me motivated and sane (haha) as I surf through nursing school to get an RN at the end of my name.

We're going to be on a Health Fair at the School of Mines on February 26 and I'm really excited about this because I will get to wear my polo uniform (ang babaw mehn XD) and do BPs and stuff on people. Now I'm thinking what if he goes to our table and I have no choice but to do his VS? HAHA. I will die pare, as in. Anyway, I know that that is a when-pigs-fly thing so I'll just leave that up to my daydreams.

I still have 3 chapters to breeze though so ta-ta for now! :D

Shenaniganz

Today is my last day of work at Shopko. I gave the notice to our manager last Monday. I thought about my decision for a long time. I weighed the reasons for me to stay and for me to leave. I love my job. I like talking to random people. Most of our customers have stories they like sharing and I'm always eager to listen. Most of them are appreciative of my job and are thankful for simple efforts such as putting their purchases in their carts for them. This job gave me courage to explore the opportunities available and thus served as a way for me to get involved in two volunteer activities where I gained a lot of interpersonal experiences essential to my chosen major. The only downside of my job is that it is physically exhausting, but that's nothing compared to what I achieved through it.

I chose to leave because of school. Now that I'm in the major, subjects will get a lot harder and I would need all the time in the world to get through those. I have tried working and studying in the last semester and my life nearly fell apart. I was frustrated with my grades, I did not get enough sleep and worse, my parents and I constantly fought. My aunt convinced me to take a break from work and I did. In two weeks, I was able to pull everything together again.

I was a little sad while I was leaving the establishment a while ago. Who can blame me? I have worked at Shopko for seven months. I was not even planning to work that long--I was just looking for something to do during the summer vacation when I decided to just continue what I have started.

I will miss my job... and my co-workers too, of course.

* * *

Now let's lighten up a bit. I've been reading updates about my friends and high school classmates and I was informed that a number of the are running for honors. I am so proud of them. :D As for me, I'm running too... Running after a decent grade XD.

We will be having our orientation on the 14th of this month (this Wednesday :| ) AND I will be wearing my scrubs uniform. Wahahaha. Feel na feel talaga o.