apprehension

sem break's almost over (classes resume 04 nov.)... and this time, it's 4th yr - 2nd sem for me... yeah baby! GRADUATION HERE I COME! but....

is it really that great?

all this time i've been so excited for graduation as it means i'm done with my pre-med (BSN) and I'm one step closer to gaining my MD.... that's all i really wanted since i was a child actually.

however...

... re-visiting Chicago last year made me realize that i ought to use my RN as a stepping stone. Use it to get me to the US, work for a couple of years, save up, and support myself through med school. that way, i could actually practice med there... cos otherwise, it's gonna be hard to take up med in 'pinas and try to get in the US... hardly unlikely.

.... now, i honestly can't imagine me having to work as a nurse. makes me scorn.

.... i found some "meanwhile studies" to gradually pursue my med. Nurse Practitioner (NP) vs. Physician's Assistant (PA). both have their pros and cons, and are more or less equal in terms of financial matters. i did my research. as of now i'm leaning more unto the PA side... but before i actually can take that, i need about 4 years (2000 hours of patient-related medical and/or volunteer experience)... but hold on, before you think 'then just go for NP', there is another catch to that. before you can take the course in NP, you first have to have not just a bachelor's degree in nursing but a MASTERAL degree. oh, good luck... and by 2015, they're going to change the pre-requisite to a DOCTORATE (of nursing of course). so, bleck. BESIDES, NPs are not allowed to do surgery (NOOOOOO! for those who don't know me, i'm sorta surgery happy - wanting to be a cardiovascular surgeon)... they are allowed to operate on their own tho, they can open their own clinics but they're trained still more on the nursing aspect...
and that differs greatly from how doctors are wired to think, the way PAs are being trained... PAs are allowed to do surgery but are not allowed to operate their own clinics tho,... they have to fxn under an actual MD. aside from those major differences, both have more or less the same "privilege" of determining Dx, Tx, writing prescriptions (in most states, that is... there are a few which prohibits NPs from giving out prescriptions)...


SO....

right now, I'm absolutely clueless as to what to do.... HELP!!!

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getting me by right now, as i wrote this thing, is the music of Fresh 105.9 (my fave radio station in Chicago)... and the whiff of my Lacoste perfume, which i'm wearing right now... i've almost forgotten how much i love the scent of Lacoste perfumes, my ultimate fave (esp the simple, original pour femme version)

sleep deprivation secondary to a pre-exam rant

I can take being professional but there’s NO WAY I can fake being friendly with her. Especially after that confrontation that we (Cheska, Jhingle, Phogie, Yanyan, and I) had with her which eventually evolved into a “cyber war”. She even involved her mom into the issue and her aunt as well who actually THREATENED TO SUE US on the grounds of child abuse, I think. Haha. Ooooh, I’m so scared! Oh, please! Pfft.

ADHD AIN’T A VALID REASON TO INTRUDE OTHER PEOPLE’S PERSONAL LIVES AND TAKE MUCH OF THEIR PRECIOUS TIME!

I’ve completely dismissed the whole incident already since she started to lie low. But that lasted only a few months. It’s been barely even a year. Now, friends and I begin to notice she’s starting to get to us again, starting to “climb the social ladder” again, thinking we’re uberly-close and everything.

Wrong step, kid. With your attitude and behavior, NONE OF US ARE WILLING TO LET OUR GUARDS DOWN. Plus, call it discrimination if you want but I only interact with SMART, MATURE people.

I mean, c’mon… one time, Nicole said Niña called Nicole’s dad through his CP and he said she wasn’t around. FINE. But guess what. It seems Niña wanted an explanation pa as to why Nicole wasn’t with him. C’mon! If I remember right, he was at work then. Haaay… pathetic!

Anyway, fast forward to the present… last night. Wednesday. 07 Oct 2009. Kuya Carlo asked her to read (to see if she was qualified to read for the children’s mass on Nov). ok, fine. It was really ok for me to actually interact with her on a “business level” as she was practicing but she had to go and take things to the next level and started making kwento, asking stuff about my life, school to be exact. Not really personal but I didn’t want to have anything to do with her na kasi.

I felt my blood rise up to my head in rage, vomit coming all the way up to the esophagus in disgust. I ttok a deep breath. I had to harness all my strength just to answer her damn questions. PA-TIENCE… I had to repeat it in my mind. SORRY BUT I JUST CAN’T BE A PLASTIC.

I ain’t holding a grudge but I can’t exactly forget the past, can I? that would be REPRESSION (tama ba? Or DISSOCIATION? SUPPRESSION? Point is it’s a defense mechanism. Shucks. I can’t remember Psych Nsg. and it’s included in later’s exam – considering it’s 4AM of Thursday, 08 Oct.)

And, to top it all off, she had to ask for my number! ARGH!
I WAS ABOUT TO SNAP TILL I REMEMBERED I WAS INSIDE THE CHURCH.
I wanted to say I don’t memorize it but my CP was right there… DAMN IT!
So I looked around then pretended to scrimmage through my phonebook, trying to buy myself extra time to decide whether to give it or not. I felt like I had to ‘cos what if something impt. comes up and she needed to contact me (i.e. something regarding her reading for the children’s mass). I wanted not to give it… I wanted that badly. I was very much tempted to change some of the numbers as I was giving it to her…grrr…

The instant she turned around & started to leave, I couldn’t hold myself any longer. I turned to Kuya Carlo & blurted out loud to him: I’M DEAD.
She may have been a stone’s throw away, and she definitely could have heard that ‘cos I said it aloud. But I DON’T CARE. I wanted to cry (and I’m the type who rarely cries). I wanted to bang my head against the wall. I needed my best friend there.
Then again, I hope she heard that comment I made earlier ‘cos then at least she’d know I wasn’t willing to befriend her yet. I swear, if she gets incessantly annoying, I may not be as nice as I tried to be in the first confrontation where I had chosen my words carefully (and yet she still got offended). I wouldn’t waste my efforts doing that ‘cos it seems she just doesn’t get it. Instead, I’ll be true to myself this time around… I’ll be me,... the brutally frank & straightforward person who tells it as it is.

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One thing made me forget about the incident for a while tho… Kuya Carlo suggesting I should have changed the number I gave out. Hahaha. I was so shocked to hear something like that from him, nakakatuwa. Haha. Thanks for that kuya (and all the advices you mentioned to calm me down) =)

Immediately told my mom after and she suggested that I should have said I’ll just send my number to her. And also to just ignore all the texts and calls, hanggang magsawa un. As if that would happen.

Getting in touch with my bestfriend, she told me she’d pray for my patience and peace of mind when I start getting bombarded with all her texts. I also told her: I know I don’t really drink but I feel like I need a drinking buddy right now. She replied telling me to wait a few more days when she’s finally the legal age of 18. haha.

NOTE: see my previous blog entry, "the heat is on", dated 14 January 2009 to read the commentary i sent to Niña during that confrontation.

Touched by a Patient

A little bit of kindness can go a long way.

Yesterday was the last day of our duty rotation at the ICU/Rehab with Dr. Jun.. how sad :( i love having him as our CI, he's my ultimate fave! naks! haha

anyway, since I had already been assigned at the ICU the previous day, I was stationed at the rehab yesterday, where we had nothing to do so carlann and i just ended up doing some exercises (haha... i just had to mention that, didn't I? :P)

as we were fooling around, someone suddenly passed by and called out "FEM!" i turned around to get a better look (yes, all those mirrors weren't enough for me to have a good look at the face value of that person). unfortunately, i only caught a glimpse of the said person. I was so shocked and kept asking carlann if she knew who that was but unfortunately she didn't... she was telling me it might be someone from church (cos some people i know in that hospital happen to be some friends of mine from church) but it seemed pretty unlikely... if she was from the church, i would have recognized the face immediately... then i was trying to think of people from the lecs (which might be possible cos im only a newbie there, so im not really well acquainted with people yet)... but no, it's highly unlikely... i don't know why i thought such but i just had a gut feeling.

I tried to wait for that girl to pass by again and she did.... i was staring at her trying hard to recognize the face... sat down, SQUEEZED what's left of my brain (WHICH was already pureed thanks to all of Doc Jun's questioning during the ICU stay - I couldn't remember all the meds he asked... hahaha!) then i remembered one particular patient of mine....

of the years I've been having hospital rotations, only 3 patients have managed to stick unto my mind (and it's shocking to find out now they were my clients in one common station):

1. my patient from the graveyard shift with Sir Val: a former police... so sweeet and charming, both her and her son... they were both sooo kind and pleasing to attend to...
2. a patient I encountered under Ms. Delia: stuck to me cos she loved me toooo much. always wanted me there at the bedside, asked me to do tons of stuff... TOXIC! made even more so because (i reiterate the fact) Ms. Delia was our CI then... amazing how toxic i could be even when we weren't allowed to give meds and do charting...ask my RLE groupmates and they'll probably remember how i barely was seen at the nurses' station during those days due to my patient and Ms Delia as well, who always stayed with my patient as well, chatting... turns out this patient of mine was the wife of a very famous Philippine artist accdg to Ms. Delia... but as for me, i never heard of him... don't get me wrong, i didn't hate this patient totally tho, her being extra appreciative made things much better for me...
3. the patient i referred to in the previous paragraphs, the one i bumped into at the rehab.. she was my patient during summer with Dr. Jun (amazing it's also with the same CI that I bumped into her, ain't it?!) ... on the very first day, she was quite a terror patient to me, along with her guardians (demanding, namamahiya, quite rude in fact)... even the nurses didn't really like them, they were telling me of how hard it was to please this client and the company. the next day, I managed to tell all the incidents that happened to me from the previous day to Doc Jun... i didn't want her na nga sana as my patient again eh...but who would want to take her... so fine. surprisingly, everything was much better the second time around and on the days that followed... they turned out to be unusually nice to me all of a sudden. it was so weird. and, not only that... on our last day of duty, the client's mother kept trying to get our contact numbers (that of Doc Jun's and mine)... which we refused to give out (discreetly)... i just got their contacts instead but never did dare to actually contact them...so that brings me to the here and now...

OH, NAKAKAHIYA!!!! hahahaha now that i bumped into her again. i was thinking i'd never see them again any longer eh... hahaha shish! they were really nice, and the patient herself was really such a sweetie to me... her mom (and tita) as well, came to be friends in my opinion during those days, gave me advices... and they were even pairing me up with someone... hmmmm... i don't want to say who it is na, i don't want him to know about it... haha

anyway, nice as they were, i don't wanna give my number to them, to these people i don't know.

although, it was really nice to have bumped into this former patient of mine and have her call out my name... i was so touched that she actually still remembered me, my name! i'm so amazed and really touched... although she did show me how grateful she was during the time that i had been her student nurse, her actions yesterday showed me much more... it showed me that she was genuine of those expressions of long ago and i felt like i really did manage to give her good care somehow... :)

life anew

Last night’s discussion during our choir’s formation session was interesting yet scary… it so happened to be about the second coming of our Lord… a.k.a. the end of the world.

It all started with us discussing an article from the July 2004 issue of Totus Tuus Maria. The article was written by our very own choir moderator, and it was about the story of Bro. Stanley Villavicencio.

The highlight of the article (at least for my part, being a BSN student) was the fact that Bro. Stanley had been clinically dead for three days and yet was “raised from the dead” after those three days. That was not the astonishing part for me. I do not doubt whatsoever that part, that was the miracle in itself. The thing that bothers me is the fact that despite being clinically dead, he still had his IV inserted, an ET tube, etc. he was still being cared for by his doctors! Here’s the excerpt to show that part (I’m too lazy to type the whole article in):
“… A man by the name of Stanley Villavicencio, who had been clinically dead for three days, 'rose from the dead', took of his dextrose and the endotracheal tube stuck in his nose – and walked away like any normal person. Three days ago, his heart had stopped, he had turned blue from head to foot and vital organs showed no more signs of life…”

Being in the healthcare field, I had been asked to give my opinion as we discussed the article’s beginning and I just had to point out that ironic fact. As far as I know, upon announcing a person’s death, everything was removed from him (IV, ET tube, cath, etc…) and his body was prepped and, eventually, placed in the morgue. I couldn’t believe the fact that they actually “continued his care” just because his relatives requested (as had been mentioned to us). I mean, seriously! If requests like these were given into, everyone would be requesting that same degree of care. There’s no point for me in continuing this kind of care since it’s totally hopeless to be able to save this client. That basically means the end of medical science.

Ate Anna and Kuya Tutut (okay fine, hold up… Kuya Arthur) clarified this to me by saying that on that first day, he was actually having seizure attacks, and vomiting up blood, gallons and gallons of blood… this made his relatives rush him to the hospital (Chong Hua Hospital, Cebu City).

Okay, so for me, that wasn’t death. He couldn’t have been clinically dead. He was still having seizure, which means there’s still some brain conduction going on. I was asked what the basis for being clinically dead was… so I did try to explain it simply… all that electrical activity of the brain, and such… but found myself talking too scientifically still that I felt as though I was being looked at with blank faces… so I tried to clarify myself, and tried my best to make things simpler still…
“when there’s no more detectable heart beat that no more blood is being pumped throughout the entire body, the lungs no longer give out respirations….”
“Is that all? Are you already dead when that happens?”
“well, no, not really, it actually depends as well on the brain activity… but basically, to make things simple enough, then let’s just say so…”

Moving on, here’s the thing that caught my attention and made my eyes open wide and my mouth gasped… since his coming back to life, Bro. Stanley had been receiving messages from our Lord through dreams and interior locutions. One of the messages of the Lord to him was: “My son, you will witness My final coming.”
Upon the reading of that statement, I felt a shiver travel down my spine. We’ve been told numerous times that the Second Coming would happen during our generation… but I found comfort in the thought that nobody really knows, so people may just be making a wrong estimate of the “signs of the times” but this confirms it. Bro. Stanley was about 50 y/o during this interview, so I’m thinking he must be the age of my parents, our choir moderators, etc… SCARY. I somehow envy Michael Jackson now (yes, I feel sad – and shocked - that he passed away already. I grew up to his music. He’s such a terrible loss to the music industry). Anyway, going back, at least those who’ve already passed away won’t have the hardships of the Second Coming as mentioned in the Book of the Revelations.

After all that, the discussion went to some show (on NGC, I think) which Tito Poyen saw. They did a study on what would happen if a comet were to strike our planet. I wouldn’t explain it here any longer as it’s too complicated and would entail too much details. Bottomline is that during those times, no electrical appliances would work (as mentioned in the Bible) and only the blessed candle could provide light during those days of darkness, which result from the asteroid/comet plunging into Earth. The impact would be so great that the Earth would be tilted out of its axis, there would be earthquakes, tsunamis, and the land would react as it would to an atomic bomb, particles of land would shoot up to the heavens covering the sky and shielding it from any light, thus causing complete darkness where neither the sun, nor the moon, nor the stars in the sky would share its light.

As I said, SCARY. Kayla was even starting to tear up already. It made me feel so bothered. I’m not afraid to die but I can't commit suicide (as my cousin did for reasons unknown... may the Lord bless her soul, her 2nd death anniversary's coming up)... anyway, going back, to do that would be a grave mortal sin. But I also don’t want to see these days where they say all the evil will be released into the world. And it be best that you stay in your homes when this happens, close all windows, and don’t look out. People will be knocking at your houses, people you know, don’t open the door for them. These are the evil spirits fooling you….

YIKES. That’s it. I’m ending here. I think I’m starting to get paranoid… but hey, I’m just sharing what I know.

a letter

actually written 17 March 2009 but only posted now for personal reasons, which i feel is needless to explain. for someone very special and dear to me (i hope you get to know who you are)...

It still isn't easy
Letting you go
No matter how much it's forced
It's something I can't bring myself to do.

Setting things aside
That's fine
But things never seem to come to an end
Somehow it seems you still thrive within me
A part of me still holds on
A part still seems to stay reserved, reserved for you
For no matter how I think it's over
No matter how I think I've moved on
I'm still reminded of the past
And I still do hurt from losing you
And I still do fear losing you forever.

Music and songs that we both shared
They still speak to me, telling me of the stories we made together.
Music and songs, places and events, faces and friends
They are all part of you, of me, of us
Now and then they remind me of you and me
But I wonder if they haunt you in the same way
Or have you left me alone for good?

Forgive me for holding on
But just how do you let go of the best things in your life
And that's all that you are to me
I love how I am with you
And I regret not letting that be known to you.

Without any need for words
Being with you gave me intense joy
Seeing you smile, it never failed to melt my heart
Just gazing at you gave me the deepest sense of serenity
You were one of the few I've always trusted in
I also knew I could count on you for anything
You to me were someone I could lean on
You were someone I wanted to share my life with
But I'm sorry for not letting you into every detail
I had reasons of my own back then
Reasons that are now unclear to me
For all I want right now
Is that we start from where we left off.
I don't want to need you that much
But I do.

the heat is on

last ER duty for the week tonight! woopee! haha (i just really had to say that)
loved having Dr. Dino as a CI (well, not really for his looks... as that's jai's high already haha)... at least kasi he really teaches us how to make our NCPs (Nursing Care Plans). he was the only one who ever showed us our results and the corrections we need to make. yes! i got a 29 and a 28.75 respectively for the past two nights... that's out of 30 ha! wooo! and tonight's NCP grade is still to be revealed :P

anyway, that's already FAR from my SUPPOSED topic.

there's this kid @ choir who practically everyone (if not already everyone) finds so infuriating. and since time immemorial, she's been bugging cheska and i (thankfully, not much of me now)... only to find out, she's been bugging everyone na pala... including with phone calls at 6am! (thankfully ours didn't get that far so as to ruin our private lives:P)... but with what i've seen with Cheska's case, it's just... *gasp* she's been asking that they go out just the two of them. that's ok if you guys were at least friends... but from a complete stranger?! MY GAWHD!!! she's even been asking jhingle, phogie, and company to include her in their sleep-overs/"lakads". haha! and, she so refers us (yes, all of us) as her BESTFRIENDS! eeeew! social climber! :P

anyway, it's amazing how cheska, jhingle, phogi and i collaborated with each other to "eradicate" this "road block" in our lives :P

it all started Saturday evening during the 6pm mass (she even asked me during the mass if she could join us ha... haha, well, that's not really a big deal, but i just had to mention)... and she was bugging me as the priest was talking with questions like where's ate cheska? why isn't she here? is she busy? blahblahblah... i can't remember her exact questions as i wasn't really paying attention to what she was saying... whoops! bad me. just for the purpose of a fact, tho, let me just reiterate the fact that she did mention the following:

1. cheska's her favorite ate
2. she has only us as her friends
3. she refers to us as her best friends
4. she's got no other friends but us
5. she's got no friends at school
6. she eats lunch alone @ school (just wanted to make sure you get the point)
7. she cries (i don't know why she has to mention this every time we apparently do something wrong to her... how shallow! how sensitive! how pathetic!)

anyway, that night, we didn't have any choir practice so i went home and decided to go turn on the net to watch some movies online (bedtime stories sucked, mind you! i didn't have the guts to finish it... the hamster whatchamacallit was kinda cute tho)... somewhere at the start of the movie, i receive a msg from her at multiply telling me na galit daw si cheska and asking me why...blahblahbalh... iyak na daw siya ng iyak. pweh! i was trying to prolong the agony :P and just replied "how'd you tell" haha pang-asar?! so, then, already consulted ches as well as to whether or not i should go all frank with her (sobrang sensitive kasi eh, nakakainis, i don't wanna waste my words on her... so in the end, tried to be nice pa rin... bata pa kasi eh, baka maging traumatic sa kanya:P)

ate nicole was online that night, working... she messaged me with something like enjoy your movies... and i just had to tell her that i couldn't enjoy it cos of someone... haha. she eventually started giving some advices (well, lots of em actually).. and they were pretty good! hilarious! haha! wonder why i didn't think of those :P

in the end,somewhere between that night and today, the kid still insisted we admit that we don't like her... haha. so we did, each of us replied to her multiply as to why we didn't like her... haha... this was my reply (as cautiously worded as possible hehehe):

don't get me wrong ha... you just wanted answers so im gonna try to give them to
you. and just a warning, im a brutally frank and straightforward person. i say
things as they are. im not really good in sugar-coating stuff,... although i am
gonna try to make this as easy as possible for you to digest... but i cant
guarantee that you're not gonna be disappointed/hurt with what i say.

tho, for the record, let me say, cheska's right. not everything we say is about
you. we weren't referring to you when we mentioned L. that's another business.

there's nothing wrong in trying to be friends, but just in our point of view,
its your manner of making friends that's wrong. you're only pushing them farther
away. alam mo na pala na makulit ka eh, why didn't you go easy on that then?
kung sabihin, para na siguro kami nasasakal or something.. it's like you were
being way too pushy/assertive of yourself on us. you can't just be close to
anyone you like, you can't just make friends with someone simply by saying that
you like them, or that you're close,or that you wanna be friends with them.
that's not how simple friendship is. acquiantance maybe, but not friendship. it
takes time to be considered close, to be bestbuds, to be in a barkada. its not
only a matter of sharing common interests or points of view. all us in the choir
have known each other for several years now, that's how we came to know each
other. take my following relations between people as example: with your ate
cheska we didn't become bestfriends the instant we met, the instant we first
joined choir, it took us years. then, lets say, with your ate jingle and ate
phogi... we've also known each other since we were kids (noting that i've been
in the choir since i was in 6th grade). i think now, you could somehow consider
us friends, but we're not really bestfriends. we're not really that close. it's
not that i don't like them, it's just that i never really had the opportunity to
get to know them that much. so, now, they have their own circle of friends, and
so do i. that's as of the moment. i'm not saying that our groups are rivals,
competing against each other but just that we "function" under seperate
barkadas.... but we're basically friends... we generally get along. it's just
that in their barkada, they make their own plans, their own gimmicks... they
don't invite cheska & i but do we feel bad? no. it's their choice. no hard
feelings. that's because we accept reality and we respect their decision to do
things on their own. we accept the fact that we aren't really that close to them
to be doing stuff together. we don't push ourselves to them saying "oh please,
let us go with you the next time you do this, do that.. blahblahblah". that's
their thing, they wouldn't want to let "strangers" suddenly into the barkada
hang-outs, just like me and my barkada in school.

you mention not having friends at school, then why don't you reflect on that?
honestly, if it makes you feel better, i was partly also that way during my
freshman year in HS, i also ate lunch alone... but c'mon! that didn't make me
crave attention from others. i didn't go around telling people how sad my life
is. i tried to look what must be wrong.

think of it this way, if you can't get friends at school, friends who are the
same age as you, what makes you think you'd be able to get friends outside
school, especially those older than you... do you think that because we're
older, we'll understand and we'll accept you in our clan just like that? well,
that may be true but is that what you really want? a life of pity from others?
STOP SELF-PITY! and don't expect others to pity you as well. that's another
thing dragging you down,y'know. it's annoying. so you eat lunch alone, SO WHAT?!
who cares? that doesn't necessarily mean you're a loser. just be yourself. by
you're being self-pitiful, you may just as well be trying to be someone you're
not which may also be another point. you may say otherwise but others would have
a gut feeling. they may not exactly be able to pinpoint that fact but they'll
have a sense that you're just trying to be someone you're not.

just be yourself. and learn to respect other people's decision/reaction. respect
their privacy, their time, their lives. matuto kang makiramdam sa kapwa. kung
ayaw nila, di huwag, don't force it. YOU CAN'T FORCE EVERYBODY TO LIKE YOU.

and now, she's saying things like: okay i'll just wait for how many years... but is there a possibility that you'll still consider me a friend? pffft! DON'T YOU JUST GET IT KID?! for the record, may i just mention that we (at least cheska and i) mentioned that she better try looking for people her own age. i mean, she aint smart enough for us! :P and i mean, seriously, she's gotta mature A LOT for me to at least like her. c'mon! y'know how i like dealing with mature people as i've grown up with older people! cheska's probably the only exception to the mature people rule i have going on in my life hahaha :P

Happy Birthday to me :)

Yesterday was my birthday and I had a real blast! original plan i had was to hold some get-together with my 'GossipGirl' clan :) unfortunately, i decided to do against that as this was the day that we (in the choir) decided to schedule our Christmas party... so this, is what happened on that day:

upon midnight of my bday, as i was putting myself to sleep thinking of my celeb crushie (Mark Wahlberg *wink*), my best friend (Cheska) texted me to greet me.... we ended up texting each other until about 2AM. i couldn't hold my sleepiness any longer so i decided to go and sleep and i ended waking up before 8AM. man! (and to think i'd been sooo puyat from the previous days, esp. new year!) thinking i could just sleep later in the afternoon, i got up.

lunch time: my brothers unexpectedly invited themselves over for lunch. the whole family was here. it was nice and fun till i got incredibly sleepy! but i couldn't sleep... except for probably half an hour...

at about 4, i started preparing myself for our usual 6pm Saturday mass... after the mass, it was party time. ..but i had to get home to cut up the chickens (13 of em) we had roasted for the party... it was a potluck party. we (mom & i) were in such hurry.

got to Tita Lulu's place, the party was to be held in their rooftop. thankfully, upon arriving, Cheska and ate Christine were there to help me bring up the 2 bilaos of chicken and some gravy.

After saying the grace before meals (led by Ella), Tita Lulu immediately led everyone to sing "happy birthday" to me. awww.. kakahiya!!!! man! attention was on me! hehehe *blush* imagine this happening numerous times in the night! haha! they kept singing to me, esp the guys! pauso! lakas mang-trip! :P

after eating, had some games prepared by kuya tutut and ate anna. super fun! there were 3 games. we were divided into 3 groups, each group consisted of some ARCHCONs, some KMIs, some niñas.
1st game: the 'CHRISTMAS' game? not sure of the title eh... but it was some spelling game.
2nd game: charades. super fun! we even asked that there be more! ^_^
3rd game: (for the kids) hephep-hooray!

after the last game, we played another round of charades, as by request. it was supposed to be ARCHCON vs KMI vs niñas but the niñas didn't want to join so it was just basically ARCHCON vs KMI (+2priests - Fr. Rolly and Fr. Jeff).. aka boys vs girls. the girls won!!! woooo!!!


after, had some pictorials :P and some time after that, the guys even asked if they could get a picture with me, the bday girl. haay... parang debut! and then after, as i was getting my camera from Cheska (I left it with her during those "debut pics" so she could take some photos of it for me), the guys called me back again! "keat and femi!!! keat and femi!!!" they were saying... pfft. haha! set-up!!! :P


by the time the kids left, the booze started to pour...kuya raf mixed up some alcoholic beverage and distributed it to people... the magic sing was set up and we had some jamming sessions. we even had some contest. those who were willing to "donate" pitched in php50 each... and we were able to gather php1000! that was what we made as our "cash prize" for the winner of the singing contest, which kuya raf won! congratz! =) somewhere in the middle of the contest, kuya czeben asked me if it was okay for me to have a duet with him... i don't really like singing in public... but fine, for their sake, i agreed. i didn't want to be a KJ. i specifically told him to pick a song that wasn't high and he said ok... but what did he pick? endless love. GAWHD! ang taas nun! i don't care if i sounded terrible (which i knew i definitely did) but hey, it was TOO HIGH! haha! INIS! :P


but, this was the most fun i've had for quite some time now. I didn't want to go home yet actually but i had to, wala na ko masasabayan pauwi eh :P went home with ate joj and ate quez at about 230AM the next day na... and i still haven't slept since. literally. so, spent the time uploading photos. hehe must be i'm dreading having to back to school that much. yes, unfortunately, tomorrow, it's back to duty :(

man, i wish how that night hadn't ended so soon! FUNFUNFUN! ^_^