The Last Mon Standing

I was actually planning to write an entry about how Jovelle and I almost killed our groupmate in our thesis yesterday…. but while waiting for wordpress to load, i started looking at the yahoo news and saw an article with this introduction;

What picture shows a dramatic gold and orange sky and a teenage boy in glasses reaching upward?

Guess what it is all about.

Dang it… the article was about the new cover of my much awaited Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows… the seventh book of JK Rowling’s sooper dee dooper addictive (I bet the papers were made from coccaine leaves) book.

Of course the book will be released this coming July 21st, 2007. And according to the Scholastic’s art director, "For the first time, the cover is a wraparound. On the back cover spidery hands are outstretched toward Harry. Only when the book is opened does one see a powerful image of He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, his glowing red eyes peering out from his hood."

Boy am I excited or what!? The seventh book of course will be the last in the series and until now there are still rumors that Dumbledore is still alive. And noone knows still if Harry will die in the end. I am crossing my fingers for him.

Yes the wait is exciting, since the sixth book was written virtually just to give way for the seventh. Half Blood Prince was filled with information about Voldemort’s past and about the Horcruxes. The cliff-hanger-type ending of the 6th book also adds to the suspensefull feel in the waiting. But nevertheless it is still sad to think that this beautifully written craft is finally coming to its end.

Bittersweet

You know you can’t fool me I’ve been loving you too long It started so easy You want to carry on….

 

 

This week would be our last "Normal Duty" (I mean not make up duty)
for the semester. We are currently interning in a private hospital and
were stationed at the Operating Room. Since there was no scheduled
operation at our time and our CI was attending a baccalaureate mass for
the graduating seniors, we were told to go home just after we signed in
at 6:30 AM.

Instead of going home, Leslie asked us if we would want to go for a
drink in a bar. but since the sun has already risen, we decided to just
watch a movie at Mara’s place since her house is just within the
vicinity (plus going to bars in uniforms, even in theaters and same
places, are extremely prohibited by the College of Nursing).

Leslie suggested that we can buy a pirated VCD to watch. Neil
suggested porn. I said Hentai would be cool. Everyone were cool and
extremely excited with the idea.

The whole group, 5 boys and 11 girls, marched to Mara’s house. When
we’re finally there we were welcomed warmly by Mara’s mother. Our plan
to watch porn rapidly escaped our minds since it would embarrassing to
her mom. Her mom fried some breakfast for us while we watched early
morning shows from different channels.

After the really sumptuous breakfast we sat in the living room and
finally decided to send Lallaine and Leslie to buy the DVD and the
snacks. And while the rest waited Mara brought her father’s collection
of VCD’s of Air Supply Videoke, actually there are other ancient
artists in the volumes.

Neil, Alexander, and Angelo grabbed the microphone and started
hitting the notes one after another while we sang with them without the
mike. Actually, during our lunch in one private hospital that we’ve had
our duty we went into this canteen that offers free videoke. My
groupmates pass the mike to each other and make there voices scar the
afternoon air… they, except me and Hanzel. I have never been good in
singing and dancing that’s
why i do not use the mike, while Hanzel, well i dunno about him. But of
course just what they say, "there’s always a first time." So after
Hanzel, I grabbed the microphone and sung on top of my voice. It was so
hilarious yet liberating at the same time. I yelled and screamed (and
squeaked a lot) but nevertheless I enjoyed the session until Lallaine
and Leslie finally returned and played the DVD.

Leslie made some sandwiches with liver spread. while the rest
grabbed a pack of the chips. There are 12 movies in that DVD so we
watched one and after that we had our lunch of Sinigang na Baboy.

Kristel is on a diet that’s why she didn’t taste the food and felt
nauseated. We asked her jokingly how many lines were there in her test
kit. Then she told me that she’s really dizzy.

Kristel: Nahihilo nga ako eh.

Me: Ba’t kasi ayaw mong kumain? ‘Wag mong sabihing busog ka pa? Eh di ka nag agahan.

Lallaine: Di ba ang Gastric Emptying time ay 4 hours?

Me: Ako nga dalawang oras lang gutom na.

Lallaine: Ako nga isa lang eh.

Angelo: Ako din.

Hanzel: Hindi kamo ako naniniwala na after four days mo pa
ieetsas yung nakain mo. Kasi minsan pagkumain ako ng mani kinaumagahan
lang eh.

Lallaine: Ba’t nakita mo?

Hanzel: Oo, tiningnnan ko may buo buo pa, yung di ko nanguya.

Me: Ako nga minsan kahit yung mais eh. Pati kung Ice Cream yung color katulad nitong scrub suit natin.

Hanzel: Pati nga yung mga kamatis…

Me: Oo yung balat. Pati minsan pag gulay-gulay yung ulam yung fibers nandun.

After the long profound conversation, Kristel asked me if I can
accompany her to the bus terminal since I was going back to school
anyway for my Make Up Duty Sked.

For the second semester I recorded a total of;

• 3 Excused Absences (when I had a gastritis) in hospital duty which is equivalent to 3 Make up Duties…
• 1 more than fifteen minutes late which is equivalent to an absence which is  equals to 3 Make Up Duties…
• and one less than fifteen minutes late which is equals to 1 make up duty.

Overall I’ll spend seven days attending my make up duties next week, which is the bad news, the even worse news is… one case and 10 NCP will be passed  everyday. Therefore I have to pass 7 case studies (not to be defended) plus 70 Nursing Care Plans.

So I won’t be able to write  anything for the coming days. Wish me luck!

The last time I posted something about Pinoy Big Brother, i said that i’ll just post "my reviews" about the other housemates after two weeks. But since four were already nominated I guess I’ll post something about the other three nominees whom I have not yet written an entry about.

Kian Kazemi, "Half Breed" Persian and a Pinoy. The moment I saw him enter the house I immediately thought that the guy has a very ethereally big head personality. He seemed very at home already that even Nel was intimidated and stupified for a moment and for the first time has not dropped a single joke (except the "you-are-so-handsome-greeting"). He was nominated by Big Brother because of a major violation. Somehow he reminds me of a Season 1 housemate, JB Magsaysay.

Given only 30 seconds last Sunday to ask the people’s vote he went on like, "Gagawin ko po ang lahat para mas mapasaya pa kayo." (man I was so irritated.).

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Ma. Jasmin Engracia, a Davaowenia. Definitely the most unpopular housemate in and outside Big Brother’s house. Tagged by wendy as Mahadera, she immediately revealed her repulsive attitude the moment she entered the house. Everyone, especially Zeke, was nice and joking to her. Everybody tried there best to befriend her but she just won’t take the mickey from any of their jokes. The next day proved to be worse. She started bossing everyone around, rejecting all their suggestions on their weekly task. And lately, she has been getting really close to her fellow nominee, Kian (what a great couple).

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Maria Beatriz Saw, the NPA (no permanent addresss) lady. She’s funny and very nice that’s why I am a bit confused by her tagname as "The Sassy Girl Housemate". Uhm… I sometimes like her but sometimes I found her giggles insincere. But I still think she’s nice, and cute and bubbly. I also think she’s smart, she’s the only person, besides Mickey, who really gives sensible advices and very tact  comments to the housemates. (Mental Note: I wonder where I can get the answer book that she’s been sporting since her entry.)

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To Vote for them just click here.

Or you may text your votes… This is the example…

Last week, the representative of Nursing Students announced that the Junior and Senior Students are expected to attend a seminar today. We were ordered to wear white T-shirts and jeans instead of the Nursing Academic Uniform. So although we have our scheduled Final Case Presentation of Parkinson’s Disease, and a long Quiz in Surgical Nursing, I wore the cursed garments.

What I didn’t know was that there was an announcement from the level III coordinator that the stupid Nursing Representative was wrong and, again, stupid. Juniors are not meant to attend the seminar.

But of course nobody texted me this information because, No. 1) I am a Globe subscriber while the rest of my classmates are Smart users and No. 2) my younger sister is using my cellphone since mid February since I do not use my cellphone and she paid for its repair (her CP is, unfortunately, broken beyond repair.).

So I went to school at 7. I was able to pass by the guards. But by 8:00 I met Lallaine and I started reading my part in our Case Presentation. I was the one who typed (I mean Copied from the Net) the Anatomy and Physiology of Substancia Nigra and Basal Ganglia I found the information were insufficient and too simple yet really incomprehensible. So I asked Lallaine if I could change the page. She said yes… annoyed.

I went outside the school since the Com Shop inside the campus is still close. When I was finally outside, I just thought that the copy and paste technique might take very long and I might not be able to come on time for the Case Pres so I decided to go back. When I stepped into the gate, the two hulking Ogres (aka Guards) stopped me. They were asking why I wasn’t in uniform. So I explained everything. They were not satisfied so they brought me to the Level III coordinator (my professor). I was a bit happy of the idea since my Professor and I were in a very good speaking terms. But he sadly told me that the rules should be abided and I must go. I argued that today was our Final Case Pres but he pitifully turned me to the guard, who was grinning like a stupid gargoyle.

Before I went outside I called Mara. She lives nearby so I was expecting that she knew someone who may lend me a Uniform, but according to her all she knows is her Ex Boyfriend.

So we roamed around. She suggested that we could rent a Uniform from STI students nearby. But the guys there look like hoodlums so I refused the idea. I was beginning to panic when I had finally had an Idea.

We went to the nearest shop and bought a cheap, white polo almost identical to our uniform. The only problem now was my jeans and rubber shoes but I still gambled and I was finally able to enter.

The comshop inside the campus was already open that time so I decided to continue to edit the Anatomy and Physiology. With some deleting here and typing there I was able to make the pages. But while the lady was printing my piece, there had been a power interruption (in the middle of the printing ARGH!).

So I paid ten pesos and hurried to our room. I was on time. The Panel was there already and the POWER HAS FINALLY RESUMED.

PS My defense of the Anatomy and Physiology was a complete fiasco. I was standing in front of the panel’s scrutiny for exactly 45 minutes.

Somebody told me that her boyfriend looks just like me. So I looked at her cellphone and I hastily dismissed the remark (but actually I was very convinced). Then weeks and weeks ago I read this blog article.

So maybe people really do have a look alike, no not the doppleganger. So who looks like who?

Bikoy and a first-degree-friend in friendster (click images). Who’s who?

Cathy Gonzaga and a classmate (Aico). Who’s who?

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Mickey Ferriols and Erika. Who’s who?

John Prats and Robert Woods of Pinoy Big Brother. Who’s who?

Someone I know personally (man I am Laughing so hard) and a friendster friend. Who’s who?(hehe)

There are more… there is this another photo of a guy who looks like Yao Ming, and a friend who looks like an old time celebrity that I do not know the name and a lot more. But I did not post their pictures here because A.) I cannot find a suitable picture, or B.) I just decided that shouldn’t post their pictures here no matter what.

Happy |Birthday to my father. Too bad there has been a power interruption in the whole zone (I live in Bataan Economic Zone).