masungit

masungit daw ako.

fine.

kaya ako masungit kasi kelangan magsungit.

kapag walang kelangan magsungit, hindi ako nagsusungit.

nakasmile nga ako ngayon eh.

so masungit nga ba ako?

kung masungit ako, e ano naman ngayon?

ton ton

i know he reads but he doesn’t leave comments or even tell me about what i write. he did tell me though that blogs are supposed to be short. i guess i have so many things to say, ton.

he’s one of my best friends. although we went to the same school, we didn’t know each other until we found ourselves as officemates in the company which we consider now as “the lost dream”. at first i thought he’s mayabang. you know… that typical rich and gwapo braggart but then he didn’t brag about anything. i just thought he was unapproachable. well, what can i do? they all knew each other and i was the only girl and the only non-techie person in that office. they too find me very suplada because i never talked to them and i was very contented doing my own stuff. it was a good thing he initiated in inviting me for lunch or coffee because it paved way for us to really know each other well. i know his preference when it comes to girls. he liked it when i go out for my biweekly grocery shopping for our office because he knew i will tolerate all that he picks for himself and not for the whole office. when he says coffee na tayo, that would mean synchronized movement to figaro or starbucks and that would also mean talking about pretty girls, dreaming, orchestrating some conspiracy theories about our situation in the office and a lot of backbiting. i couldn’t remember though if we got to talk about boys.teka, lugi ako dun ah. our trips to dswd, camp crame and wherever else were really time for us to talk about our lovelives and about almost anything else (including my crush to a certain varsity player in our school. LOL!) of course it was non-negotiable when we decided to have our tables placed side by side during the time the big boss chose to have a bigger office.

when i went to manila just this month we went out for a date. no, not that romantic date… just two friends catching up with each other. we both brought our cameras hoping that we will be able to bond again by taking some pictures since we are both into it already. as usual, we ate, had coffee, talked and listened. he showed me his compilation of pictures and we hopped around several shops to look for a suitable bag for his laptop and camera which i actually enjoyed because i couldn’t believe how mindblowing the prices are of bags nowadays. in short, i had a great time with him.

i just realized this. he always has time for me. he always makes it a point to text back, call or answer back in YM whenever i need him. he never ever gave me some headache or heartache about the advices he gives me and oftentimes shows a certain point or view in a such a way that i will be able to think about it but never feel bad about it. i don’t know if he feels obliged or just can’t say no to me but i do appreciate the fact that he tolerates me when i vent and when i do that, he actually listens. don’t you ever get tired or me, ton? actually, i don’t want to know the answer. it’s mainly because i want to stick to the idea that he is a very good friend to me and i hope i am to him also. reasons and rationalizations are beyond me. i just know that i appreciate the friendship more than anything else.

so to you, ton, thank you for being such a good friend to me. see you soon… of course, with our cameras again and never ending kulitan.

PS

girls, take note. gwapo yan. hehehe!

text

friend: hi ifoundme!

ifoundme: hello, friend!

friend: kmusta ka?

ifoundme: eto, sexy pa rin.

friend: syet, wrong send ata ako. hindi to si ifoundme.

ifoundme: #@*@&**#$%^&!! maghanap ka ng kausap mo!

friend: si ifoundme nga to.

good morning, everyone!

in the hospital

everything had to stop for me because i have to take care of my sick brother. he’s in the hospital now and is being observed because the doctors can’t rule out anything yet. anyway, i have been spending a lot of my time in the hospital and i got tired of Dr. House. I had to date Chuck and Sarah Walker (of the tv series Chuck) and Clark Kent and Lana Lang (Smallville) to get me out of boredom.

anyway, going back to the hospital brings back that sort of spark whenever i like something. as you all know i’m a nurse. when we brought my brother to the ER, i can feel the excitement of having to be there. i like ER duties. i like giving care to those who needed it instantly. blood, needles, wounds don’t scare me easily now. i like the idea that i get to ambubag a patient while trying to figure out what to do next. the adrenaline rush… i can’t explain it really… having to apply pressure to a wound… having to insert an IV… to inject medicines… it’s like i’m having my own world when i’m in the emergency room.

what’s more exciting is having to fetch a patient or bring a patient by ambulance. it feels like i’m invincible. now i remember my experience when we were trying to fetch a very toxic patient from another hospital and they didn’t endorse that we need to bring a suction machine because the patient’s secretion had to be suctioned. the doctor who came with us decided to bring the patient even without it. you know what happened? the ambulance stopped in the middle of the road. something was wrong with it and we were stuck with a patient who was really in danger in drowning in her own secretions! and do you know what’s worse? it was raining! even the orderly didn’t understand how i was able to get out of the ambulance holding 2 IVs while ambubaging the patient. that was really an experience!

there’s one thing i hate about hospital duties though. there are really persons who are very hard to get along with. it’s like their favorite past time is to torture other people by saying things that are not supposed to be said. nurses and doctors should be empathic but sometimes they(we) are the one who speaks out of the line. that’s why you get to see patient’s loved ones making a scene because nurses and doctors are not therapeutic in dealing with people.

of course, there is always gossips anywhere and that does not exclude hospitals. and yes, hospitals have its own version of scandals too. it’s between a male doctor and a female nurse or an intern and with a nurse or a doctor… it’s all messed up.

despite of those things, i really like taking care of sick people and even sick, arrogant ones. the sick patients are not really the hardest people to deal with. it’s their loved ones. but then it goes with package. they are affected too and sometimes they don’t know how to deal with the situation. patience and understanding have to be stretched to avoid confrontations.

so there. i’ve blab again without knowing as to where this topic is going. i have to go now to catch up with the attending physician because i was questionning the intern’s prescription. i’m no doctor but i do understand some stuff too.

have a great day everyone while i get myself stuck with Clark Kent and Lana Lang to finish the 7 seasons of smallville. yep, dibidi marathon….

why do people blog?

i was talking to my best friend awhile ago and i told her that i really love reading blogs because it keeps me sane. for some reason, i take comfort in the idea that i am normal because other people go through situations like i get myself involved sometimes too. she is skeptical about having to air what we all go through but i told her that aside from the numerous reasons you all have, for one thing, blogging is very therapeutic. for me, it releases all sorts of emotions and thoughts that i have inside and i become okay after i blog. plus, i gain friends too.

i can’t speak for yourself but i’m giving this space for you to tell her and the rest of the world your reasons. so why do you blog?