My Life has a Purpose

Yay me.
I am a volunteer nurse. I'm not sure if I am allowed to say the name of the hospital since I'll be writing some things about my experiences there for the next six months. I've been going on duty exactly a week now. The first three days, I was a nervous wreck since it has been more than a year since I was in the hospital. And those first three days, we were just supposed to observe our staff and some volunteers since January and March. The past couple of days, I was on PM shift and I've been assigned OB-GYN duty. Dang. I have no freakin' experience except assist the doctors. But in the ER, the nurses have to do almost everything, even wheel the patient to their respective ward/room. I was able to do some things that I haven't tried while I was still studying.
I was a nervous wreck. I get nervous still since I don't know what will be the cases of our patients in the next days to come. but in a way I am confident enough to approach my patients and do my thing.

Being a volunteer is tiring, if not exhausting (especially if you think about not being paid). But I am just happy that at the end of each day, in my own little way, I was able to help and make the lives of other people easier. Sure there were times that I just got piss at them for being inattentive and stupid but hey, it's not entirely their fault that they're poor and they lack the proper knowledge. Sometimes they are just life's victims. At least they have the sense to go to the hospital and seek treatment, right?

And there are those patients that are just arrogant and "hambug". YOu know those patients who were brought to the ER because they were in a fight or was drunk and got in a fight and accidents. And still so "hambug" even if their blood is dripping from their heads or their stabwounds. I just wanna apply more pressure than necessary on their wounds till they scream in pain. Sometimes SOME people deserve to get hurt. I THINK. hehe

Anyway, I am liking what I am doing. In a way. I am liking it for a lot of reasons. A of all, I am not idle. I am actually working (without pay nga lang and its not exactly the best hospital but at least it's a gov't hospital.) B of all, I'm learning and relearning a lot of things job-related and otherwise.C of all, I'm meeting new people and making friends. D of all, my family are supportive of what I'm doing (since they were the ones who wanted me to be a volunteer). It's a win-win situation. E of all, I don't have to be home when school starts. I don't have to be in a constant war with my mother. This is like the main reason why I decided to be a volunteer.

I gotta go. I still need to prepare for my PM duty..

TA-TA.

Bye....

I know its a bit late.. okay its like 2weeks late na jud.. but here are some of our
Burauen photos.



Anyway, Mari has left for NZ...im sure gonna miss her.. wala nay muh gunit nako.. :'(

Anyway, I applied for volunteer duty in ODH. Dang.. no pay.. for 6months..but its better than staying at home.. i really love the ako mismo dogtags.. ive already ingquired about it.. hmmm. please...
not working right now..
out of sight..
out of mind..
watev...

On MUM's day

This was like the first time that I went almost all out on Mother's day. i made sure that I showed my appreciation for my Nanay on that special day. So I decided to prepare some things for her. And besides I dont want a Deja Vu of last year when she was so mad that she left for Ormoc and went back late in the evening and bought 3 mops, for her, my father and me. Anyway, here are the photos of last Sunday.








To The Bravest Woman I Know:
Written on the 8th of May, 2009

Thank you for everything that you've done for me, the sacrifices you've given in exchange for the better lives we have now. Though in the past we never really got along, now we seem to almost understand and accept each other for who we were, who we are and who we will become. i am truly grateful to you for believing in me and understanding my shortcomings.
Despite our differences, I would never exchange you for some cool mum. Being who you are made me who I am today. You taught me to be sensitive of others' needs and feelings. you made me aware about the people around me. You taught me how to appreciate the simple and great things in life and LIFE itself.
Thank you so much for everything!
charness and happiness!
This photo was taken 20-something years ago...

Boyfriend = Happiness?

Not entirely true.
There are/were instances in life that we are happy, even without someone to call a boyfriend or girlfriend. Having someone to call my own or just merely dating someone is not my oxygen or my water. I do not depend my happiness on other people. I am perfectly capable of making myself happy.
Yes, people have seen me extremely happy when I used to have someone. And people have seen me happy without someone to call my own.
A friend once texted me that he/she is dating someone. This is the flow of our conversation:

Loida (LC): I am hapi 4 u.

Friend (F): thnkz mam. hope kaw pod naa na para happy ta tanan.

LC: I am happy mam. I dnt nid a guy to be happy.

F: Ako gani mam. Happy ko na single pero mas happy ko karon. ahahahahaha

LC: Happiness is variable. its up to u if u chus to be happy with what u hav.

F: mas happy jud mam basta naa.

LC: Thats twisted. be realistic.

F: Kakita ko nmo na happy na naa ka karelasyon ahahaha

LC: happiness is a choice. u can be happy with or without someone. I dont dpend my happiness on oder ppl.

~ I am happy with what I have and where I am right now. Sure there are times that I feel a certain degree of unhappiness but it doesnt mean that I am completely unhappy all the time. For me, being happy is being contented and satisfied with what you have and dont have. Life isn't perfect.
Being single made me think about a lot of things. It made me appreciate what I missed when I was in a relationship. It's giving me time to think about what I want and my dreams. Being single means having ME time. and a lot more.
And I will not deny the fact that there are times too that I wanted to be with someone. But I still haven't found the guy who's worth risking almost everything for. I am not one to play around. I don't like hurting other people because I know how it felt to be hurt, lied to and taken advantage of. It's not a great place to be in, especially if everyone's in on you. And all you could do was cry yourself to sleep every bloody night hoping that each tear you cried would lessen the pain in your heart. And don't get me wrong, I have gotten over the last serious relationship I ever had. But Im still not ready to plunge into that world again.

ON THE LIGHTER SIDE OF THINGS:
I found these hilarious photos of the people's champ, BTW congratulations to him for winning last sunday. It was the first time that I ever watched his game. And to my dismay, I wasn't able to enjoy it since it ended on round 2! And i happen to watch his after winning interview. He uhmmm speaks acceptable english now. A bit shaky but acceptable and understandable nonetheless. But I still think BOXING is stupid. hehe

Proud to be pinoy yaddi-yaddi-yadda. Mind you, I got goosebumps while watching Pacman beat the hell out of Hatton. Was it a right hook that introduced him to the floor and sent him to LOSERVILLE? What I admire most about PAcman is that he really studied How to speak BEtter English(better than before hehehe) I hope he would continue what he is doing. Maybe some joke messages have gotten through him and he realized that he ought to learn how to speak english better. hehe I can't believe im posting this but KUDOS PACMAN for winning and for the speech.. hehehehe

ciao!

if it rains, it pours

Happy labor Day y'all!

it's a 3-day weekend so rest up and enjoy all you working peeps out there.

Anyway, it felt like ages since I last posted here. And as usual, a lot has happened during my absence in cyberspace.

• A couple of Wednesdays ago, we went to Cebu from Manila. Five of us boarded on the 1pm flight and another five on the 3pm flight. The 1pm peeps had no idea that their baggage was boarded on the Cotabato flight. there was a minor mixed up at the check-in counter due to an arrogant mayor. So when we were all in Cebu, we waited for more than 24hrs and with a lot of pestering to get their luggage. Thank goodness we didnt lose ours.


• i had my hair cut, BTW. Right now, my nickname is:

• i went to tacloban to take care of a few things. After they were taken care of, Diane and I went to Burauen. We were pretty much on the road that day. I felt like my butt would disappear anytime from all the sitting we did. Finally, we arrived to our destination. We were giggling like schoolgirls the whole time we were there. We immediately adapted to the place that's why when we left, we felt a tinge of separation anxiety. I wanted to hold on to the nearest electric post so as not to leave. but then again, I had to for we ran out of underwear already. :D
• What happend there was something new for me. usually my mother doesnt allow me to sleepover. But then again it's not just anybody's home. Inspite of the mundanity of the place, pretty much like albuera but less in some things, e.g. streetlights, we managed to enjoy ourselves. We were welcomed with open arms and I wish we didnt have to leave so soon. The only Waray words I learned were:

-MAhagkot- cold

-Mapaso- hot

-bogto- im not even sure if its friends or brother.

And of course this funny reminder:

"Dire poyde maglabay ha basura"

----if you're Cebuano, You would have understood this as :

"YOu can throw your garbage here"

But if you're Waray, DIRE means NO.

• We went home via Tacloban last WEd. The people around us were amused because the whole time that we were conscious, we were giggling. A couple of people from the back of the vhire tooke pictures of us already.
• ---- A lot has happened to us in Waray. But i cannot disclose it here. it's not really personal but it involves other people. soooo...

April is over. They said summer has officially ended. Why? I wonder.

May has just begun. And it's time omce again for Fiestas. I can not wait.

ciao!