I’m bored…
There’s a storm…
I’m listening to New Wave songs…
I’m playing with my D90…
I’m eating potato chips…
I want to go to the beach…
I’m thinking of how to make a good ad for LyPF
above all this, my 2 weeks vacation is indeed more stressing than my usual school days.
Last Wednesday, September 23 2009 we had an activity involving tree planting. I’ve been hearing that we need to be in a good health condition cause we need to climb Mt. Manabo. I really wanted to join the activity cause it has been ages since I last did mountaineering. I got so excited and forgot that I just got off from the hospital. I even volunteered to cook chicken and pork adobo for our lunch.
Team AB Communication Arts
We were asked to come to school at 6:30am for the assembly. But because there were lots of students who didn’t follow the instructions, we left late. We arrived at the camp site around 9:15am. The sun was about to strike. But because we’d been shed by the forest, it wasn’t much of a big deal when we were on the way up. There were 4 or 5 stations where we had some short stops. I wasn’t able to take much pictures because I kind off distructed with my left knee. We had our lunch at the top of the mountain where we also planted our seedlings. The treck was about 2 hours and half, because of the rain – it was slippery and really “maputik”.
View from the top of Mt. Manabo
Honestly, I was kinda spaced out when Sir Jojit gaved the signal that were going back. I can’t complain and I won’t complain!! That’s how stuborn I am. Besides, I really wanted to test myself if I still have the guts to do it. Gosh! I miss my senior years in highschool.
Jaimee, my classmate was so patient in escorting me on the way down. Though we fell lots of times, we still managed to enjoy the treck down. Then I noticed on our half way down, we were left behind by our classmates and we got mixed out with the nursing students. LOL! But Jaimee and I got a free buko on the stop over together with 3 other guides. P20.00 ice cold buko for a liter + the meat. Not bad ei?!
Jaimee (black shirt) Jonas (yellow batch shirt) Monica (P.E shirt)
The nightmare started when the rain started to pour! We were still in the kubo! I even joked about dancing “sun dance”. lol! But actually, I was scared. Though I dont mind getting muddy and dirty, I’m more worried about my “stainless plate”, like what if I slip off and broke it. Omg! I’ll be in big trouble. There’s no way I going back to the wheelchair!
What can I say?! After setting foot on the starting point, I was like “oha! kaya nyo yon? may pilay bang makakagawa nun? ako lang nakakagawa ng ganun!” lol. I still had the guts to joke though my ankle was already swollen and bruised.
The next morning, the only trouble that i had was with my left knee…
Yeah! that was expected. I put too much weight and over used my left leg to balance and to hold my body all the way down. If I were asked to come again? Hell yeah! I’m going back! Hahaha! Just kidding, my mom’s gonna kill me for sure! Anyway, it was one hell of an experience…
For the 2nd batch, good luck! 
Its been raining since last night, and I’m kinda stock here in my room. I thought I’ll have a nervous breakdown, cause I wasn’t able to talk that much today. LOL! I was sitting at the terrace when I saw this two youngsters at the street playing in the rain. They looked like childhood sweethearts (yeah, me and my imagination!)
I know I’m not that good with singing, but I was just so happy I was able to write a song today. This is the second song I wrote, the other is still in progress… Cause I’m looking for a guy to sing it, and I think I found the right guy for the job. Just give me a week or so, I’ll post it here too.
Anyway, the songs goes like this…
Eto na naman tayo
Nakatambay sa may kanto
May hawak kang sigarilyo
Kahit nalipasan na ng panahon
Sinasamahan ka, kahit ako’y naririndi
Paulit ulit lang, palagi na lang ganito
Sana’y dumating pa ang panahon
Na ako ay iyong Makita
Bumilang na ang mga taon…
Nandito pa rin ako, nakikinig sa mga kwento mo
Para lang mga tanga!
Hindi ka ba nagsasawa?
Pati tindera sa kanto,
Kabisado na ang storya mo
Sinasamahan ka, kahit ako’y nasaksaktan
Paulit ulit lang, palagi na lang ganito
Sana’y dumating pa ang panahon
Na ako ay iyong Makita
Bumilang na ang mga taon…
Nandito pa rin ako…
Sinasamahan ka, kahit ako’y nasaksaktan
Paulit ulit lang, palagi na lang umaasa…
Na sana’y dumating pa ang panahon
at ako ay iyong Makita
Bumilang na ang mga taon…
Nandito pa rin ako…
Nandito ako…
Para lang sa’yo
I’ve been constantly riding ceres for 3 months now. And a lot of people finds it weird why I had to be so OZ about riding a bus.
Well, i just like it clean, comfi and smooth…
This is Ceres 041, I took some pictures while I was on the way home today.
I can’t remeber when was the last time I cried over something I really wanted. But there was a incident were the whole world cursed me for choosing between my dreams and my family. I have to admit that I belong to the group of People with Bad Attitude, or simply what they call PWBA. Why? If you grew up surrounded by the “ruthless critics” you’d really become a PWBA.
“I wanted to be a painter”, that was set since I was in grade school. It was almost beyond my reach but I lost it. I was forced to take another course to another school. I took BS ECE (electronics and communications), and later on got tired of it. I stopped from school, my family was so angry. I was disinherit because of that. I tried working, but they were on guard. It was like “Sorry Ma’am but there was an order not to accept you. I hope you understand.” I became a wallflower.
Getting tired of trying is frustrating. Keeping your fingers crossed, praying all hopes on, only to end up with nothing. You can’t move, you can’t breath, you’re left with no choice.
I came back to school. Sad to say, I was still under the dictators crib.
Then I got involved in freak accident and almost died. I lost 3 years of my memories. That was the only time I got my freedom. That was the only time they set me free. Now I’m starting to stand on my own 2 feet. Starting my life all over again, though it was a bit late. I wanted to make things right. Because now, things has changed.
This is what I want, I hope I’m not wrong with the path I chosed…
Doctor Ana Patricia Torres
Veterinarian
Restaurant City is one of the hundreds of applications you can play in Facebook. I’ve been a member of this networking site for almost a year now. And all I can say is that it works better than Friendster. Aside from it’s easier to use and navigate, it has lots of application that you can use if you just like to have a not so complicated past time.
My restaurant in RC
If you’re curious about it, all you need is a facebook account and search Restaurant City. Click “go to application” and start building your resto!
Every time you gain level your space gets larger and you earn bigger.
The tables should be set closely to you chef’s stove. Make sure you put your waiter inside the arranged tables and cannot escape. The narrow the space, the easier he can do the serving.
Dress you Chef! 
You can also dress your Chef in what ever style you prefer.
There are also cheats that you can use if you don’t have the patience to wait and spend too much on buying food for your crew. You can find it in the forums of RC.
What an ass?! My phone got infected with a virus, some files and folders got corrupted and wont get deleted. I tried formating it to lessen out the hassle but the sad thing is the folders keep coming back after refreshing.
It all happened last month when I forgot my flash drive. I had to save some files that needed to be printed for the coming weekend. I also asked the professor if I can have a copy of an Adobe Pagemaker 7.0 installer, which luckily he has that day. Upon saving the files and the intaller, I was excited cause I was allowed to continue the activity at home. But to my surprise, I only ended up reformating my PC.
The folder was there but doesn’t open no matter how many times and what ever method I use. Now I need the pictures that were taken from our activities. I encountered problems transferring pictures that I need for our NSTP Diary. The only option I have was to try passing the files via bluetooth to my other phone. Transferring was a success…
but still the file wont open. “File do not exist” bla bla bla… and when I erase the folder, not a moment long, it comes back and multiplies itself.
I thought its only present in my memory card, that’s why I bouth a new one. But when I restarted my phone and set the time… BAMMMM!! The phone hangs!
When I have to change the profile to silent mode… it hangs
WTF?! The phone was only bought last march. Damn school PCs. What a pain!
Last August 27, 2009 I got operated once more. This time, they removed my gallbladder. Ever since school started, I had no choice but to eat in the school’s cafeteria which I don’t really do.
After a month of eating at the school’s cafeteria, I experienced having stomach and back pains (prelims). It was tolerable for the first 2 weeks. But as days passes by, the pain started to pest me. I experienced having sleepless nights because of the pain and I have to admit that I started being tardy. I wanted to go to the hospital for a check up, but then I was having second thoughts because if ever I got admitted, I will miss the whole midterm. I was holding on a thin line of hopes that I could hang on for a little more longer.
Then the midterms ended…
Sunday, August 23, I gave up on bearing the pain. I woke up in the middle of night writhing, tossing and turning till dawn.
3am was pure hell! 4am they admitted me in San Antonio General Hospital and had scheduled for an UltraSound @ 1pm.
1st diagnosis: Gall Stones
August 25, @ 12pm
2nd diagnosis:
Gall Stones
August 26, 2009
1pm, Dr. Arvin Briones O.R
Gallbladder was swollen and contains a slimy, sticky substance.
1cm thick, 5cm long, 4cm wide
August 27, 2009
I woke up with a catheter, I was dizzy, Dr. Narcisso injected Epidural Anesthesia. I got passed out.
August 28, 2009
2pm, Friday: I went home…
Then the following week seemed like nothing happened, things went back to normal. I even played badminton with my classmates, climb the 4th floor… walked in the market.
I wish I can still upload the VLogs that I made when I was in the hospital. But something happened to my phone. It’s also sad that I wasn’t able to see how it looks like. T_T
I’m afraid I got so busy lately and even forgot posting here. A month? Yeah, almost. I’m so stressed! Gosh, and I always end up being late on my classes.
Why? My Gastritis attacks every night in the middle of my sleep. The first time I discovered about it was when I was in my Senior year in High School.
Reason: I love eating dirty street foods.
All of us thought that after being hospitalized for a week, it would stop pestering me and it will stop there.
Gastritis is an inflammation, irritation or erosion of the stomach mucosa. Gastritis is not one disease but a group of conditions, which are characterized by inflammation of the lining of the stomach. Gastritis can broadly be divided into acute gastritis and chronic gastritis.
Cause:
Bacterial infection
Helicobacter pylori (H. pylori) that live deep in the mucosal layer, which coats the lining of the stomach. Although it’s not entirely clear how the bacteria are transmitted, it’s likely they spread from person to person through the oral-fecal route or are ingested in contaminated food or water. H. pylori infection frequently occurs in childhood and can last throughout life if untreated. It’s now known to be the primary cause of stomach ulcers and is a leading cause of gastritis. Long-term infection with the bacteria causes a widespread inflammatory response that leads to changes in the stomach lining. One of these changes is atrophic gastritis, a condition in which the acid-producing glands are slowly destroyed.
Stress:
Severe stress due to major surgery, traumatic injury, burns or severe infections can cause gastritis as well as ulcers and stomach bleeding.
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My acute gastritis was never cured, it has always been there. I only feel the pain more now because of both emotional and physical stress. That I Psychologically make it worst. That I can’t simply admit that I’m not yet ok. Aside from that, the pain came back since I started eating at the school’s cafeteria. No offense, but my tummy is really sensitive with food and water. Though I love eating street foods, I end up vomiting everything I ate.
I used to eat at fast food chains, it’s clean and safer. But because of my schedule, eating lunch with my best buddies is really impossible.
Tomorrow, I’ll be back to the hospital and will undergo observations… again. Hoping that I wont be confined.
Lesson learned: “careful with what you eat. though its a food, it doesnt mean nor guarantee that it is safe. be aware of what you put in your mouth.”
I was happy!
Nah, that would be an understatement. Overwhelmed… when I got my 2004 red beetle for a month now. I called her “the head turner”. 
(Picture 1: My 1964 Beetle Project Car)
A gift from my most loved men, Lolo and Daddy. Though I often use it, I always spend at least a day with her. Such unnoticed beauty…
The first test drive was around Tanauan City (from my lolo’s house) to Tagaytay City (Jaime’s place).
(Picture 2: My 2004 Beetle)
Both owns unique beauty, characteristics and loyalty. For so many reasons of falling in love with a VW, I only have one thing to say:
“NO REGRETS!”
Proud owner of a VW baby! When you get to own one, it’s like taking care of a baby sister. You find your self talking to her, asking if she’s ok, how she’d been, and if she misses you. You may find it ridiculus, but trust me. The same thing will happen to you. You worry and you think of her when you’re away.
I even had this thought of everytime I start the engine, it whistles and says: “Look at me, love me, hate me… envy me… to sexy for you and I’m owned by her!” LOL!
