Pantabangan.

Daddy: *knocks* gising ka na. mag exercise tau *knocks*
Melissa: *pretends not to hear
Daddy: *knocks some more.. now more loudly that it can reach the neighbors*
Melissa: POOOOO?!
Daddy: Anak antaba mo naaaaaa.! gising ka na..

In the end.. we end up going to pantabangan, 2 hour ride for my.. anti-fattening program.

ntabang town hall.

meet my uhmm convoy. ahaha.

downhill.. weeee

weeeeeee.

awwww.. he's getting old..lurv u dad. :)

hearts everywhere..

peaaace.! ahaha he's gonna joine ms. earth some time in the future. haha

no rubber shoes. forgot 'em in the dorm. :)

amusing how ice cream vendors reach forests...

there he is.. the ice cream vendor.. haha (not my dad.. he's on his left)

beautiful.

i have an inborn ginormous calves plus biking = manly legs.

ugly scenery + haggard faces + fatness = father-daughter picture of the year

my convoy and my camera man..

i could get used to this anti-fattening program once in a while :)

narsing week..

Nursing week over.. back to reality. Back to duties, to long frakin lectures, to stacks of books, to quizzes eveery single day, and back to my "beloved" seatmate who doesn't fail to irritate me every now and then. >.<
Like they say.. enjoy these while you can. Look whose talking. I bet they've been saying the same things back then. Anyway..

It still pisses me off how I messed up our routine earlier in the dance. It's like the stupidest thing ever. Like kea had said "super effort tau dito". We've been practicing the whole week (starting from last thursday or something)... using almost all the free time we have..missing out other activities in the nursing week.. staying up late at the grandstand.. using all energy to get the routine.. at first tolerating the stares we get at the grandstand from a mass of P.E. people, to other people dancing from other colleges, or those who just happen to pass by (but eventually got used to it).. getting muscle aches in eveeery muscle there is.. which is at its worst during the morning when you're gonna get up and just can't lift yourself up because you feel it's not even moving... nanigas na. I also believe that after every practice, all of us still practice the routine at our home.. at our rooms... during shower.. while brushing our teeth... while watching tv... and the like..

They were doing great in the ballroom. Until... until... the folk-folk (that's fok fok) dance came. *grinds teeth* I can just remember the whole thing. It wasn't their fault. They lacked the time to change clothes. When the music started *tan tan na na na*, I went by the stage.. started dancing.. leaving undressed ate riza behind. Other members from our groups were like cheering us up "go.!". But eventually probably decided to stop upon seeing those unsychronized steps we were doing.. ruining our chance to win. It was finally over. Next challenge.. change from the folk-folk costume to jazz costume and run to the other side of the stage. But before that, I blew off the candle from the pandanngo and pieces of the candle came flying into my face and eyes. And I can still remember the quizzical looks members of the other groups were giving me while running barefoot while carrying my rubber shoes, wearing just chemise and from the folk dance, brushing the pieces of the candle off my face, running from one side of the stage to the other. When I was already at the right side of the stage, I heard the music that I was supposed to dance with already playing. "Puta.!" I wore the shirt for the dance anyway and still went out of stage to join them. And gawd.! I can still see bits of the candle on my eyelids! The worst.

After that.. I went into hiding behind the seats at the upper part of the medicine auditorium together with Cheysel. Wala kaming mukhang ihaharap to the rest of the group especially to Kea who gave the most effort and who was probably the most dissapointed among the group.

Girls' night out.

Late post regarding plain insanity brought about by.. booze. :)
I had nothing else to do. Finally through with finals. It was like.. "Wooo.! XD sem break..!.. Now what.." T.T It was running late and I can't get my lazy butt back home.. as in 5 good frakin' hours of butt sores. And I was ranting about if I should go to Nic's party.. "I have no one to go with..".. "I don't have decent clothes". The dorm mates' solution: Balay. It was supposed to be a fun, friendly girls night out of 3. Well it was.. until ate Astrid began throwing my camera (aaagh.!!)...throwing me soaked tissues with booze... started talking to random people ..the two elderly (ate Astrid and ate Hanah) lying on the roads on the way back home.. running like mad people inside the UST campus.. and stopped running, dumbfounded, staring for a couple of seconds blankly into space upon hearing a long blow from a whistle which turned out to be coming from one of the 2 UST guards, appearing from the darkness on two opposite directions. It was a fight or flight situation. "Wag kau magpapahalata".  Good thing no ID's or reports to 3 different colleges were involved.. except for some flirtations coming from the kindly pervs. Love u guys.! (not to the guards..but to ate Star and ate Hanny)

just 64 shots.

a doctor... a businesswoman.. and a nurse.

forks can be great tools..

Close na sila.. ayeee. hahaha

 

i should've known..

 

Melissa: anu nang mangyayari..! 'tong matatanda na toh.!

okei.. natumba ung signage matapus nila pagdiskitahan

 

now what..

huli.! haha

Ate Star, Ate Hanny: Labas ulit tau.!

Melissa: *panic*

Sem break.. week 1

Riding back home.. I was able to take a few glimpse to some banners on the road..

"Free bone transfer... old bones new home"

The first thing that came to my mind was.. "Is this some kind of bone transplant thingy". Weird. Old bones transfered to ..a new body..? Ugh. It took me some time before looking up. It turned out to be an advertisement from a cemetery.

"Intercollegiate nursing quiz bee" (hanged in front of a hospital)

Cool.. haha. Never heard of such thing before.

• *video flashed on the screen* Facilitator: Is the child experiencing stridor? (IMCI)
• *another video is being flashed* Facilitator: Is the child fast breathing? How many breaths per minute? *contestants then browse their IMCI booklets and post-its* *scan* *scan*
• *pregnant mommies march towards the stage* Facilitator: Determine the position of the fetus. Contestants: *leopolds* *leopolds*

or probably sumthin like that..

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Nothing's happening with my precious semesteral beereak.. except for some visits to some relatives. Thanks to that I get to know more about my mom.

Settings: Night before All Soul's Day hanging around my grandma's bed

1. Alkansya

Lola: Nako. Pagminsan nag aaway sila ng daddy mo.. Kuripot yung isa.. gastadora ung isa (pertaining to my mom)

Melissa: *I can only imagine*

Lola: Eh may alkansya yung daddy mu dati.. Shine-share ng mommy mo na sinusungkit niya yun. Andami niya daw nakukuha. *laughs*

2. Alopecia

Lola: Dati.. bago yung daddy mo... may naging boyfriend yung mommy mo..Willie yung pangalan. Kaya lang ayaw ng lolo mo sa kanya kasi may sakit na nga yung mommy mo.. tapus pati siya may sakit din siya sa utak. Nakakalbo siya.

Melissa: lola ndi po utak...nakakalbo lng ung tao ayaw niu na.

3. School

Lola: Di ba may sakit yung mommy mo sa dugo. Kaya ayun.. itrinasfer ko siya sa Liwag (baryo school) para hindi siya mahirapan.. hindi magpuyat. Tapos nung college sa Araullo kasi bulakbol din dun. Top notcher siya dun.

Melissa: *blank look*

4. Lasinggera

Lola: 12 years old siya nung inatake siya. Parang nangingisay na bilasang isda.

Melissa: nangingisay.. na bilasang isda...? *keeping her laughs.. ansamaaaaa koooo*

Lola: Andaming nasalin na dugo sa kanya. Hindi kasi kami qualified ng lolo mo kasi nag ha-high blood kami pag kinukunan ng dugo. Kaya kumuha kami ng dugo sa ka officemate ng lolo mo atsaka sa mga preso sa kulungan (grand grand father was an official or sumthin). Kaya ayun. Sama-sama yung dugo niya..may dugong kriminal at lasenggero. (the officemate)

Melissa: Thinks to herself "lasinggero..? that explains it. napasa sakin"

On being a poodle..

Due to a series of unrequitted love for a bunch of heartless individuals who can't seem to notice that.. uhmm.. I'm actually existing.. I was thrown into another depressive cycle as a bipolar, the day before the final exams. I was finding ways to start my life all over again. And I was planning to start on the easiest - the hair.

I was reviewing for Obstetrics on wednesday afternoon when a sudden impulse came.. And voila. "the poodle hair". Shock. That's what I initially felt when they were removing the curlers (or whatever they are called) from my hair. "I'm so dead meat." I was cursing the people from the salon over and over again. I said.. "big curls" not.. poodle curls.. I waited for 3 frakin' hours.. listening to some gay guy on the salon talk incessantly. "Alam mu ba nagbabasketball aq.." (great).. "Kapitbahay namin si Francis M. Ha.! Pakaway-kaway pa siya sa mga fans kunwari.. Naku. Hindi yun umuubra sa min" (I wonder if he's really gay..). Tapus nakakalaro namin ung anak niya.. naku gwaaaaapo.! tisoy! kaso pagnakakalaro namin sa basketball parang palaging meh dalang sibuyas sa kili-kili, naiiwan yung amoy pag tumatakbo" (now what..?).
"Anung course mu... ah nursing.. naku.. alam mu bang yung sikreto pag may namamatay kang pasyente..?" Melissa: "Anu po?" .. "Bulungan mu lng ng "malapit na ang oras mu!.. tapus babangon na siya" Melissa: "ah..*blank look*"  "Ikaw ba ineng yung kausap ko kanina? Bakit ang pangit mo pag basa yung buhok mo"

Great.

Good thing my dorm mates know how to console "individuals with hairs that have gone all wrong". They were saying.. "Ang cute" Melissa: *blank stare* Same goes for my blockmates. "Ang cute.." Except for my RLE groupmates..and some person named yaoi-chan

Maricar: "from cat to pooooodle.!!"... "wala na ung tigidig..!"
Camille: "akala ko meh poodle na dumadating kanina nung exam"
Megan: *pat on the head*
Luigi: "medusa-chan!"
Pat: "hahahaha".. *strokes my eyelashes* then says "ang galing ang tigas.. hawakan niyo rin.!"
Jez: "magpakulot na tayong lahat sa RLE"


Oh well.. Gotta find ways to distract myself from the "the person".. *nod* *nod* since I'm on "bagong buhay" with this poodle hair..*nod* *nod*  I wonder how my father is going to react with this? hmmm...

RLE 2 with Miss Nursing year 19_ _ unknown...

wooo.. the lips. hahaha XD

mel.. gelo.. rog..

at dahil mahal naman c mam... dahil bnigyan niya kami ng on the spot NCP for evaluation exam..

at dahil binigyan niya ako ng 9 hours make up...

at dahil meh nakakalat na diary ng "lalaki"..

3rd shift with mam manuel.. was probably the most memorable shift in my first semester of clinical exposure..  due to the fact that...

1. nabatukan ako ng professor..

2 wulang make up sa late.. pero

3. nag make up duty ng 9 hours dahil hindi nagpaalam ng lumabas ako ng room for approximately 5 minutes T.T

4. plus make up ng mga natutulog.

Detoxifying with Sir Hibek.

... triple Ph.D... all finished with title.. "suma cum laude"


It had been drizzling for some time and had just finished lapping up corn flowing with margarine and tokneneng (haha.)..when a poster that reads "Detoxifying with Sir Hibek.. September 23... 5-7 pm in the Nursing auditorium" popped up into my mind. I have a paper in English tomorrow and a quiz in micro-para lined-up in my head. I looked at my watch... 5:37 pm. And it takes about forever to walk from my dormitory in P.Noval to the Med building. I don't even know the professor personally... just a couple of hints from my 4th year room mate... "lit class professor..".. "personal preference of hot, young guy students"... "triple Ph.D. finished with title suma laude"...

For some reason, I felt an energy..pushing me to change clothes - nursing shirt, black pants. It was still drizzling outside, but was fortunate enough to have an umbrella that keeps on closing every second. I looked at my watch 5:50 pm. Great. I'm just late for an hour. Taking a deep breath, I opened the doors of the auditorium. The room was a quarter filled with students scattered on the left side of the room... just as my room mate had predicted. Not a single familiar face in sight, I sat  at the farthest  seat at the back. I ran my eyes around the room. A cutie was seated 2 chairs away at my right and a clinical instructor (didn't even know he was until Sir Hibek acknowledged his presence) at my back.

I peeked inside my white sling bag. I was looking for a notebook, a pad of paper, or any paper there is, to write the power point lecture being flashed. Alas. I found a receipt stapled on an SM plastic bag from one of my purchase last Monday..."glass frame... "P250.00". "This would do the trick"... then started writing scanty letters at the back. I started with.. "2. ..."

Note: This entry has been in my draft for like a month.. And I can't seem to finish... since I unfortunately lost the "receipt" T.T *sigh* And sooo.. the following are... uhmm. just a few that I was able to remember from Sir Hibek's discussion.

• Pressure starts within you. If every single member of your RLE group is pressured... nothing gets done. (or something like that)
•  Give yourself a break... go to the botanical garden for example during your lunch.. or go to other class' room. What's important is... stay away from people from you section, especially from members of your RLE group. It's like you're with them 5 days a week... morning.. afternoon.. and will be with them for the rest of your stay in the college. Don't you ever get tired of the faces? 
• Meditate...when you're about to start studying for quizzes... or have a short break.. close your eyes and think you're someplace else.. boracay watching the sunset...sand on your feet...backpacking abroad with your special someone...drinking booze...road trips with friends (melissa: hmmm... bed)
• And when you're reviewing.. review with your books and notes closed most of the time. Read your notes. Then close them.. and recall everything. Then open your notes again.. and look for the things you missed. This will be easier for you have already exerted effort.. "that's what I did during my student days.." (melissa: the day after.. I tried it.. I failed.. as an eternal bird brain)

But what really struck me the most was when he said.. "Stop trying to be dean listers (to NASA students).." It was ironic.. hearing such words from an academic epitome. There was silence.. Then he added, "It's one of the things I regret in my life."

intruiging.. lolz

FIX U.

When you try your best but you don't succeed
When you get what you want but not what you need
When you feel so tired but you can't sleep
Stuck in reverse

And the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can't replace
When you love someone but it goes to waste
Could it be worse?

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

And high up above or down below
When you're too in love to let it go
But if you never try you'll never know
Just what you're worth

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

.. dammet.! can't post the vid here.. 

YOUTUBE: "Embedding disabled by request"
oh well..

... loving COLDPLAY more. :) 

unrequitted love.forever.. and ever.. and forever.. and evaaah.!

I'm wondering why am I even making this account. haha.

It's like the stupidest thing ever..
1. easily falling for someone.. like just for 3 days.  (and this might just be lust. hahah)
2. liking these people that you should not even like..(sweetest sin I guess.. :)
3. putting meaning in all the person's action.. when it's just pure friendship.
4. putting all hope... thinking the person just might like you.

whatever...BREATHE. MOVE ON.

I can sense that.. I might just be another old maiden in the making... THE HORROR.!!! :((
BREATHE. PANIIIIIIIC.!!!

Encounter with a semi nude woman

    It was a two hour break.. no english class. And I was on my way back to the dormitory. I've been taking the same path eveeeryday to and fro the Medicine building for quite some time.

        med building ---> quadricentennial square ----> botanical garden ----> P. noval.. (and vice versa)

    But instead of taking the same path for like five hundredth time.. I chose to take the longer path.. the Espana route which makes the 10 minute walk to the dormitory twice longer. I was half way, when I saw from afar a woman in her 30s or late 20s walking on the street semi naked. She was wearing an old, blue plaid polo, unbuttoned, without bra, with her boobs exposed.. and a white underwear and slippers. Then, I thought to myself, "Woah. Is this what a woman can do just to get alms?" I quickly reached for my pocket to find a couple of coins. I tried to look again at the lady, to try to find out if I was just having visual hallucinations. She even seemed like she was walking proudly, like that of a pregnant woman. But as soon as I got few feet away from her, I extended my hands and find where I can put the coins. I didn't saw a can, but saw a towel instead. She stopped for a few seconds, upon seeing my hand with the coin about to lay the coins on her towel, but swiveled away from it. All I was able to do was shrug. I felt a wave of shame for myself. Don't know why either though..

The encounter was really perplexing.

Multiple choices. Choose best answer on why is the woman on nude.

    a) She just felt like it. People in states are doing it. Why can't she.

    b) Some neurological problem.

    c) Rape victim last night and had just escaped from the man.. and that she feels nothing's left of her..Thus,     she  doesn't care if her whole body is seen by everybody else.

    d) She was a beggar all along, but felt she was doing all of this for a higher price. She wants paper bills...         not coins in doing all this nude act. Thus, she didn't accepted my coins.

    e) another exhibitionist on the loose.

Mam Manuel liners...

"Melissa ikaw nanamaaaaaaaan..!"

"baka bukas tutulog-tulog ka nanaman sa health center" *laughs*

"hindi ka talaga nagbabasa... ayan oh! *batok* "    (ouch)

*laughs* *laughs* (tinatawanan ako. cute)

melissa: *pahid*

mam manuel: magkakalat ka pa ng sipon.!

                                 - Mam Manuel, CHN... Posadas shift.

SEPTEMBER 23, 10 pm

Today... I got to experience...

1. uhmm.. habulin ang nanay para sa immunization card ng anak niya at health teachings (weh!) sa pamamgitan ng isang nagsisisigaw na lalaki para tulungan akong makuha ang atensyon ng nanay na ilang kilometro na ang layo... at ang sumakay ng pedicab para marating ang kinalalagyan ng nanay. (buti nalang hindi nagpabayad yung driver. it's mah lucky day! (?)

2.  mabatukan ni mam manuel.. great.

     

 Nurse na naka assign talaga sa health center: toxic ka mam. (to mam manuel)

 Melissa: *teary-eyed* ?!@

3. makinig sa lecture ni mam estrada... kasama ang experience sa breast engorgement..

       "let the husband suck the milk instead.."

Nasugbu, Batangas 2

Thank u AC.! the coolest. and cerrer for the upload..! finaaally. lolz
love youuuu. !

beach.. infinite pool.. booze.. road trip.. = :)

on the way to batangas... (4 hrs i think.. butt sores with ulcerations.. haha)


finaaaally..!

fine. wulang nag succeed na jump shot.. (kinawawa naman ni JP si fatz..lolz)

haba ng legs ni JP..

hirap naman mag jump shot.. haha


relax.. meh cwts exam pa kau maya maya.. haha

pajama attire ni fatz habang nag vo-volleyball..

sand and waves at your feet.. greatest feeling. :)

beach-side hotel room.. coolest.! thanks AC!

cat by the window..

cute :)

cgeeh. kain lng.

some random gayness.. haha (arnold and kua irog peeace.! :)