<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677</id><updated>2011-07-08T13:05:57.635+08:00</updated><category term='birthdays'/><category term='nursing'/><category term='travel'/><category term='mornings'/><category term='earning money'/><category term='surveys'/><category term='family'/><category term='random'/><category term='high school'/><category term='college'/><category term='projects'/><category term='nurse&apos;s notes'/><category term='health'/><category term='2008'/><category term='job hunt'/><category term='blue scrubs'/><category term='phs'/><category term='shutter crazy'/><category term='board exam'/><category term='silliman'/><category term='bs bio'/><title type='text'>Colored rockets</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>74</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-724255523639751587</id><published>2009-01-20T19:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T20:16:08.484+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='high school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nursing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silliman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>8 things for '08</title><content type='html'>Forgive me for the long over due recap for 2008. I've had this entry saved on my drafts since december 2008  and i've been really out of words ever since. LoL. This is part one of my 2008, Theres another one on the way..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Initially, i thought of linking them to their respective blog entries on my LJ/blogger, but then again, maybe not. So I linked them to their respective photo albums on my multiply instead. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go my EIGHT things in ZERO EIGHT.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE: NURSING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="320" height="213" border="1" alt="" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/IMG-3139-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://wubberducky.multiply.com/photos/album/270/Because_stuffs_like_this_needs_documentation."&gt;28, 924 pass licensure exam for nurses&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In&lt;a href="http://wubberducky.multiply.com/photos/album/269/December_2007_NLE" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(170, 170, 170); font-weight: bold; "&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2007/12/life-in-cebu-for-two-weeks.html"&gt;december 2007&lt;/a&gt;, i took the NLE, it took almost 3 months of pure agony  for the results to be released but it was indeed &lt;a href="http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/02/worth-wait.html"&gt;worth the wait&lt;/a&gt;, because not only did I &lt;a href="http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/02/worth-wait.html"&gt;pass&lt;/a&gt; the dreaded exam, i actually got a &lt;a href="http://wubberducky.multiply.com/journal/item/79/Happy_but_a_little_bit_frustrated." style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-decoration: none; font-weight: bold; "&gt;pretty high score&lt;/a&gt;. It wasn't a top ten score but, i was just a few points shy away from the 10th Place, and the fact that it was way above the 80 general average i was aiming for, I'm actually proud of myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="320" height="240" border="1" alt="" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC08087-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took my &lt;a href="http://wubberducky.multiply.com/photos/album/289/SUCN_2007_Pinning_Oathtaking_and_Rededication_Ceremony"&gt;Oath&lt;/a&gt; on April 2008 and at the same time got &lt;a href="http://wubberducky.multiply.com/photos/album/290/Parade_and_Fellowship_Dinner"&gt;pinned&lt;/a&gt; and then &lt;a href="http://wubberducky.multiply.com/photos/album/289/SUCN_2007_Pinning_Oathtaking_and_Rededication_Ceremony"&gt;rededicated &lt;/a&gt;my life (yeah right! haha) to nursing profession, that did not actually exist until december 2008 after finally getting my license in cebu in november.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="1" alt="" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC02592a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other nursing related stuffs: first part of the year &lt;a href="http://wubberducky.multiply.com/photos/album/255/OR"&gt;i assisted in brain and spine surgeries&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/12/december-so-far.html"&gt;successfully inserted IVs&lt;/a&gt; after undergoing the IVT training, &lt;a href="http://wubberducky.multiply.com/photos/album/278/Stroke_Weekend"&gt;APCAS 2008&lt;/a&gt;, thought about &lt;a href="http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/06/re-help-me-decide.html"&gt;volunteering&lt;/a&gt; but screw the idea because of delayed release of our prc license. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO: TRAVEL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past 3 years, I've been deprived of leisure travel mainly because I still had school. With school out of the way in the first half of the year, and even with school for the first semester, i did manage to go to different places.. It was the type that I could just get up and go without worrying too much about missing something while I was away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="320" height="240" border="1" alt="" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC02791.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started with the&lt;a href="http://wubberducky.multiply.com/photos/album/261/Dj_fulfilling_her_Ninang_Duties_in_ilocos" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-decoration: none; font-weight: bold; "&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://wubberducky.multiply.com/photos/album/261/Dj_fulfilling_her_Ninang_Duties_in_ilocos"&gt;Ilocos trip&lt;/a&gt; I had with DJ in Febraury, It was a &lt;a href="http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/02/manila-and-north-in-7-days.html"&gt;week long invasion&lt;/a&gt; of the metro and the north. In a span of 7 days we were in &lt;a href="http://wubberducky.multiply.com/photos/album/258/DJ_jinxed_the_day"&gt;Manila&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://wubberducky.multiply.com/photos/album/264/Historic_Vigan"&gt;Ilocos&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://wubberducky.multiply.com/photos/album/267/Baguio_in_a_day"&gt;Baguio&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://wubberducky.multiply.com/photos/album/267/Baguio_in_a_day" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(170, 170, 170); font-weight: bold; "&gt; &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://wubberducky.multiply.com/photos/album/268/Dj_visits_Pangasinan"&gt;Pangasinan&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="213" height="320" border="1" alt="" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/IMG-3147.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In March, i joined my high school friends/ new RNs for a day &lt;a href="http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/03/baguio-with-girls.html"&gt;trip to Baguio&lt;/a&gt; to supposedly get our board ratings but unfortunately for me, PRC only had records for the Baguio takers. They said that I should get my records to where i took my exam, Cebu! - not entirely a bad idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="320" height="240" border="1" alt="" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC07756.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So just a few weeks after, I was in &lt;a href="http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/04/3-weeks.html"&gt;Cebu&lt;/a&gt; to process my PRC papers with my mom who refused to let me travel alone because of my unpredictable asthmatic attacks that &lt;a href="http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/03/impending-arrest.html"&gt;almost killed me&lt;/a&gt; a few days prior. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="320" height="240" border="1" alt="" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC07910.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first week of april was spent in dumaguete for our &lt;a href="http://wubberducky.multiply.com/photos/album/289/SUCN_2007_Pinning_Oathtaking_and_Rededication_Ceremony"&gt;oath taking/ pinning&lt;/a&gt;. It was my&lt;a href="http://wubberducky.multiply.com/photos/album/280/The_COMEBACK"&gt; first comeback&lt;/a&gt;since i left in december 2007. I was pretty Nostalgic the whole time,  i wished i was staying for good, but then again maybe not! It was nice bonding with everybody again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="240" height="320" border="1" alt="" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/rizal.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a week after coming home from dumaguete, i flew to dipolog with my parents for my &lt;a href="http://wubberducky.multiply.com/photos/album/291/Dapitan_08"&gt;cousin' wedding in dapitan&lt;/a&gt;. We missed to join the rest of the relatives for the scheduled island hopping the following day but we did manage to explore the city of &lt;a href="http://wubberducky.multiply.com/photos/album/291/Dapitan_08"&gt;dapitan and rizal's 'estate' &lt;/a&gt;that morning before we left for cebu to get my prc papers and at the same time &lt;a href="http://wubberducky.multiply.com/photos/album/292/Paseo_o_o_o"&gt;meet up with thalia, joel and his underaged friend. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="320" height="240" border="1" alt="" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/boracay-141.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as i thought that that would be my last getaway for the summer, here comes dj txting me one summer day, telling me about a &lt;a href="http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/05/ultimate-summer-getaway.html"&gt;boracay getaway&lt;/a&gt;. So dj,jc,jia and i were off to &lt;a href="http://wubberducky.multiply.com/photos/album/294/Boracay_All-Stars"&gt;bora&lt;/a&gt; for a &lt;a href="http://wubberducky.multiply.com/photos/album/301/Boracay_Day_3"&gt;few day&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://wubberducky.multiply.com/photos/album/301/Boracay_Day_3" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(170, 170, 170); font-weight: bold; "&gt;s&lt;/a&gt; and then dropping by &lt;a href="http://wubberducky.multiply.com/photos/album/302/Iloilo_08"&gt;iloilo&lt;/a&gt; to meet some brods and sis. i figured that I was in that part of the country any way, i decided to take a &lt;a href="http://wubberducky.multiply.com/photos/album/303/nagsidetrip_sa_6200"&gt;side trip to dumaguete&lt;/a&gt; instead of going home via Caticlan or Iloilo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="320" height="240" border="1" alt="" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC09722-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In september, i ditched 2 weeks of school to go to the US with my family. This was my first out of the country trip in three/four years, so I didn't let this one pass. Especially that the trip's itinerary included a trip to  &lt;a href="http://wubberducky.multiply.com/photos/album/310/Time_Square_Manhattan_New_York"&gt;NEW YORK CITY&lt;/a&gt;. No way, no how! We were there for five days with a side trip to &lt;a href="http://wubberducky.multiply.com/photos/album/311/New_Jersey"&gt;New Jersey&lt;/a&gt; to visit some distant relatives.  It wasn't the best New York trip due to super avoidable circumstances, but then again, being in the city I always wanted to go to is enough. Now I have more reasons to come back - I have unfinished business in New York!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="320" height="240" border="1" alt="" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC08575.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/09/in-orlandoflorida-now.html"&gt;Orlando, Florida&lt;/a&gt; was the 2nd stop for the two week US trip. While my dad was attending his conference, my mother, brother and I spent most of our time shopping/visiting the outlets on the either side of International Drive and some nearby malls. The only frustrating thing about the trip to Orlando is that DisneyWorld, Universal Studios and Seaworld were 10-30 minutes away  from our Hotel but we didn't get to visit any of these theme parks. We did get to visit Disney Epcot, only because  it was part of the conference and we were there for just a few hours and the venue was situated at the  least visited part of the park. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img width="320" height="213" border="1" alt="" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/IMG_7828.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/09/in-athens-georgia-now.html"&gt;Georgia&lt;/a&gt; was the 3rd and final destination for last year's US trip. On the first day, we spent the whole day in &lt;a href="http://wubberducky.multiply.com/photos/album/318/Atlanta_Georgia"&gt;Atlanta&lt;/a&gt;, going to different spots like the CNN Headquarters, the Olympic Park, the World of Coca Cola (where my brother and I tasted all coca cola products in the world), and The Georgia Aquarium. The Second day we spent the whole time shopping, going from one store to another. it was Crazy shopping, i tell you!  the third day, was spent &lt;a href="http://wubberducky.multiply.com/photos/album/319/A_is_for_APPLE"&gt;apple picking&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://wubberducky.multiply.com/photos/album/321/Orange_is_the_color_of_the_day"&gt;visiting a pumpkin farm&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;THREE: REUNIONS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008 was about reunions too.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="320" height="213" border="1" alt="" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/47b8da27b3127cce98548aa2ff2f0000002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weddings on both sides of the family (&lt;a href="http://wubberducky.multiply.com/photos/album/281/Espejo-_Decena_Wedding"&gt;Perez&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://wubberducky.multiply.com/photos/album/291/Dapitan_08"&gt;Florendo&lt;/a&gt;) served as a time for the family to get together. Although we didn't really get to catch up and mingle with one another it was nice to see everybody again.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="320" height="240" border="1" alt="" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC09215-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After officially &lt;a href="http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2007/12/last-hurrah.html"&gt;leaving Dumaguete&lt;/a&gt; in December of 2007, I came back for the very first time in &lt;a href="http://wubberducky.multiply.com/photos/album/280/The_COMEBACK"&gt;April&lt;/a&gt;, and then again on &lt;a href="http://wubberducky.multiply.com/photos/album/303/nagsidetrip_sa_6200"&gt;May&lt;/a&gt; and then most recently on&lt;a href="http://wubberducky.multiply.com/photos/album/326/One_Gamman_Day"&gt; November&lt;/a&gt; 2008. Of course that meant being reunited with my &lt;a href="http://wubberducky.multiply.com/photos/album/324/Happee_burdeeeii_Joeel"&gt;brods and sis &lt;/a&gt; as well as &lt;a href="http://wubberducky.multiply.com/photos/album/283/with_the_nursing_people."&gt;friends&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://wubberducky.multiply.com/photos/album/285/The_Night_my_brain_died..."&gt;college&lt;/a&gt;. I failed to attend the org's 44th which was a drag because while everybody was having fun, i was stuck in my room studying about plants. But then again I did get to hang out with them everytime i was there, so it's okay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="320" height="240" border="1" alt="" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC09903.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 years since high school graduation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;The year wouldn't be complete without the &lt;a href="http://wubberducky.multiply.com/photos/album/336/Batch_Zipper"&gt;high school get together&lt;/a&gt;  we do every December. This year was one of the best get together we ever had. One because a lot of people actually came and it was more organized. We really didn't expect a formal dinner! I guess everybody is growing up. LoL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;FOUR: MEET UPS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="240" height="320" border="1" alt="" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/IMG_1850copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;There are people you've met and became friends in the most unconventional ways, right? This year, i got to meet three of them   personally.  Of course everybody knows about the &lt;a href="http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/10/at-last-we-meet.html"&gt;Meet up with Marcus in New York&lt;/a&gt;. Who wouldn't forget about that, it was definitely one of the high lights of my New York Trip. Then there's Apple, who i first met in the blogosphere that eventually became my schoolmate for one semester and then King, a close friend's friend from college, textmates since 2007, who i met when i came back to Dumaguete in April. He let me practice my driving with his car - no accidents, just a close call. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIVE: DYING, ALMOST. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="320" height="240" border="1" alt="" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/030820081823.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Try turning blue for the third time in your whole life. This one was particularly scary because I almost almost had a &lt;a href="http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/03/impending-arrest.html"&gt;respiratory arrest&lt;/a&gt;.  It started with a simple case of cough and colds, then became complicated due to exposure to Manila's Polluted Air. I really though I would die, for real! Thank God I'm still alive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIX:  WEIGHT LOSS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img width="115" height="240" alt="" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC02911-2.jpg" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://wubberducky.multiply.com/photos/album/322/Star_City_with_DJ."&gt;&lt;img width="100" height="240" alt="" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC09055-1-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;before and after pic pa tlga, eh noh?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Unexplained weight loss.  Believe me,  I only attempted to lose weight one time, for a month.. in August.. It wasn't even a full whole month in the gym, more like 3 weeks of 2 hour 4 days session a week in the gym. I stopped and thought that I might just gain it all back after  wards, and then I also thought that the US trip will make me gain more weight too, but it didn't.. apparently. Whatever I'm doing might actually be working, i hope i can maintain this even with my bum state and the lack of physical exercise. Hehehe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;SEVEN: HIGH SCHOOL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="240" height="320" border="1" alt="" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC09641-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My social circle in dagupan is limited to friends from high school. So now that I am back,  i had the  chance to hang with them- a lot this year. &lt;a href="http://wubberducky.multiply.com/photos/album/274/Rinas_23rd_Birthday"&gt;Birthdays&lt;/a&gt;,  &lt;a href="http://wubberducky.multiply.com/photos/album/330/Balerr"&gt;movies&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://wubberducky.multiply.com/photos/album/329/Cmys"&gt;coffee&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://wubberducky.multiply.com/photos/album/334/PartyCrashers."&gt;dinners&lt;/a&gt; and occasional &lt;a href="http://wubberducky.multiply.com/photos/album/333/The_Bar."&gt;night&lt;/a&gt; outs. December, particularly became "high school month" if there's a such. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;EIGHT: LONG HAIR MOMENTS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, yes, "long hair moments" equals to boys.&lt;br /&gt; I'm not a player, mind you. it's not my fault they come in and out of my life. LoL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;But one particular boy, got my heart. ayii! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i won't say another word.  :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-724255523639751587?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/724255523639751587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=724255523639751587&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/724255523639751587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/724255523639751587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2009/01/8-things-for-08.html' title='8 things for &apos;08'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-2810675573522129957</id><published>2009-01-05T21:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T22:12:44.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to the boy who took me to dinner in new york!</title><content type='html'>Marcus and i have been debating when and how exactly we met. We really had no idea or we simply just forgot how. In october, I decided to make a entry entirely "devoted" to him and  to thank him for our new york meet up.  So i had to rummage my yahoo inbox and reread our emails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I found his very first email dated May 26th 2004.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Hey, I dont really know who you are, but I was looking for a song by summer sunshine, and I came across your site. Good job!!! =). Anyways whats up? Btw, my name is Marcus, and I'm from Canada, u? See ya. Good luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bye bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Marcus"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest is history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In our facebook friends detail, we have:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'You travelled to NYC in the fall of 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You met randomly in 2004: long story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;randomly, yes. long story, well, not really. I guess Mr. Google brought us together! LoL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emails, ,  txt messages, packages, post cards, IMs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then September came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all know what happened in september. I was visiting new york with my family and marco came down to new york to spend on whole day around manhattan with me and took me to dinner in New York.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately he has become my emotional toilet for all my boy troubles. He was one of the first person  to know about TJ, the high school guy. He was the first one to know about our very first fight.. and the more to come fights about petty things. He wasn't the first guy who knew that we got together because he was in Prague (travelling again and didn't take me with him hehehe) that time. but he was the very first person to know that we broke up and also the first person to know that Tj was trying to get me back. And now he knows about francis too (someone i met in the hospital) . Now he accuses me of being a player because I was talking to 3 guys at the same time - tj, francis and him. Hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, we plan of meeting up again in the future. Not sure where and when, maybe in NYC again. Who knows!  We plan on taking a trip together in the future. We don't know where, but thats for sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make up for my still "unsent postcards" from my 2008 travel escapades, I'm making  entry dedicated entirely for him for his birthday. I know it's days late, but better late than never, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/n172005046_31049129_4441.jpg" width="240" height="320" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MARCO!! I HOPE YOU HAD FUN ON YOUR BIRTHDAY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yay, now your as old as me! hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*HOPE YOU DON"T MIND I GRABBED UR PICTURE FROM YOUR FACEBOOK. HEHEHE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted via LiveJournal.app.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-2810675573522129957?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/2810675573522129957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=2810675573522129957&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/2810675573522129957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/2810675573522129957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2009/01/to-boy-born-on-last-day-of-every-year.html' title='to the boy who took me to dinner in new york!'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-7736410100992689629</id><published>2008-12-22T19:23:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T19:35:28.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>december so far</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So much for being a "blogger", i haven't made a decent blog entry since November. So i guess i have to make a run down of what has been happening (that needs documentation, that is) this month. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;December has, surprisingly, been activity-filled . Well, not because of the christmas parties here and there -oh no no no, i've only been in two and that's because my dad wants me to tag along but because aside my role as a "dakilang utusan" of the family by doing some errands, there were  more spontaneous bondings with some high school friends and "someone" has been filling up those boring days at home by just talking to me all day. Heehee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;December 1, 2008 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC09483.jpg" width="320" height="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Cmy's birthday dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm kinda surprised that she even invited me. I mean we're not really close and we didn't belong to the same group of friends in high school and we didn't we get to see each other much during our college years. But what the hey, it was fun to catch up with her and with lesley and sam too.. Then I found out that she was taking the NMAT too, and that like me, she wasn't reviewing for the exam. hehe Confident lng kmi! hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;december 3, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC09566.jpg" width="320" height="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Twilight Night with the Baleeeerrr girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We saw the last full show of Twilight on the first day it was shown here. It was a school night so we were saved from the sights and sounds of girls getting giddy over Edward Cullen. Yes, we all fell in love with Edward Cullen but only during the whole duration of the movie. After that, we were joking around the "Baleeer!" expression we picked after we saw the Baler trailer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;December 5, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/Photo-76.jpg" width="320" height="240" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my attempt and from someone's pestering  that I do something with my hair, and as part of my project 2009 Make over, I decided to have my straight but untamed hair, rebonded for the very first time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/Picture-18.png" width="320" height="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the night before my brilliant idea of having my hair rebonded popped out of my head i decided to get a virtual make over and played around with the hair styles. Say hello to jem with the afro brown hair. cool mehn!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;December 8-10 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC09596.jpg" width="320" height="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;IV Therapy Training - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The only thing related to my profession that I did in the last 7 or 8 months is this IVT Training. I knew no one and I was planning to be that perky friendly girl just so I can I have someone that will be willing to have me insert him/her with an IV without holding a grudge on me! LoL Thankfully, I saw someone familiar - a classmate from High school! It was a 3 day seminar, boring at some parts. Met some new people from our table, had a crush to my seatmate who's kinda cute. I wasn't able to get his number but i stalked him over friendster so now were friends! LoL &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;December 12, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC09641.jpg" width="240" height="320" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Bar. - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rina got tickets for the Bar (she won it over the radio! LOL)  and invited claudine and angelica and I to come along coz she really wanted to go. Gica came even though she was nursing a fever that night. Honestly, mukhang wala talaga syang sakit. Hehehe Saw some familiar faces there, people from high school and a classmate from my botany class last semester. Madami lang naman na lasing kasi free ang drinks! I decided to surprise everyone by going wearing a dress. LOL. Wala lng, nafeel ko magpakagirly! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC09698.jpg" width="280" height="220" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC09622.jpg" width="280" height="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;December 14, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC08908.jpg" width="320" height="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;NMAT. -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I thought i'd be able to discipline myself reviewing by myself, but guess what, i didn't even finish answering the practice test that came with the kit. I really tried, but just after an hour of sitting down with my reviewers, I was up doing something else. Maybe if I took it last year, I'd be able to get a higher score coz at least last year, i'd still have some stuck knowledge somewhere on my brain from reviewing for my board exam. But what the heck, at least I wasn't the only one who didn't review for it coz my batchmates from high school, Garri and C-my, didn't review for it either - I'm not alone!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I didn't get to finish the first part due to time contraints. I got stuck at th quantitative part, so what i did, during the last few minutes, i panic shading! LoL.  the time alloted for each test was unfair, i still say it should be 1 minute per item. hehhe &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;December 16, 2008 is LOVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*WINK* WINK*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;December 19, 2008 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/Photo-74.jpg" width="320" height="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Say hello to the newest addition to my Mac family - the iPhone.  Mother gave me zee iPhone as a advance christmas gift, i guess. My brother got his a few days ago he got it for a bargain (well somewhat - loyalty rewards stuffs),  so she decided, well i actually asked, then boom! it was just less than P800 for 12 months and they pay the same monthly bill anyway for the upgrade plan, so there, an iPhone for me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;December 19 -21, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC00002.jpg" width="320" height="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That weekend, my brother together with Mel and raphaella came home to visit. Raphaella is big now, she can walk more steadily and can speak more understandable words now. in the terrible twos stage now so imagine the "tantrums" hehehe. at least now her orientation phase takes shorter now. I just think by the time we see each other again, we're back to our orientation phase again.   heheheh &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC09995.jpg" width="320" height="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here she is trying to help clean the dining area. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;December 21, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC09749.jpg" width="320" height="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Again, one of those spontaneous bonding with some high school buddies. Sam and les invited me for a movie but since I've already seen twilight, i decided to ditch the movie part (and because I was talking with TJ over the phone and YM) and just go after the movie. So we met at City Mall. I didn't know mel was coming and that she brought with her Jo Cris, a batchmate who transferred to Manila during Grade School. I honestly don't remember her, coz i don't think we ever became classmates and by 5th or 6th grade she was in manila already. Had dinner and plato wraps and then went to their (jo Cris' Place) to the next town to crash her sisters' inuman session with their friends. We went home around 1 na.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;im looking forward for more activities for the last week of december. there's still Christmas, IVT Completion and High school reunion after christmas. And then come january, it's time to go and get a job! hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-7736410100992689629?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/7736410100992689629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=7736410100992689629&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/7736410100992689629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/7736410100992689629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/12/december-so-far.html' title='december so far'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-8063435364294602294</id><published>2008-12-19T10:38:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T15:46:56.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when i  have nothing else to do.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10 REALLY RANDOM THINGS ABOUT ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont wear rings- im afraid that it wont come off my fingers (theres a story behind that).&lt;br /&gt;I still don't have a job.&lt;br /&gt;I like colored undies hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;Im not good in a particular thing.&lt;br /&gt;I had occasional mental lapses when i was in college - a sign of too much alcohol in my system that killed my brain cells.&lt;br /&gt;I love technogadgets but im a technojinx.  My eyesight is getting poorer every single day! Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;One day, ill think ill get into a car accident ( knocks on wood).&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping with the lights off gives me nightmares. it started just this year!&lt;br /&gt;I had my ear pierced twice - once when i was in grade school but it closed(?) coz i hated wearing earrings and the 2nd one during my senior year in college - so that every one (girls) in our research group will be wearing pearl earrings as part of our uniform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 WAYS TO WIN MY HEART&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprise me. Send me sweet nothings.I secretly want him to get mad at me for a bad thing i did. (weird, but at least i'll know he cares). to read a good morning greeting/msg from that someone when i wake up.  stay up late with me and wait until i fall asleep. tell me i can do it even though i know i cant. share me his favorite songs/books/movies/whatever.&lt;br /&gt;ask me how my day was, or how my sleep was. make me happy with the silliest things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8 THINGS I CARRY/WEAR EVERYDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my puffer. money. my phone.  clothes. my ids. keys.  longing and hopeful heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7 THINGS THAT ANNOY ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom on her menopausal outrages.&lt;br /&gt;People who smell.&lt;br /&gt;Loosing my money a few minutes after it has been handed out to me.&lt;br /&gt;self-righteous people.&lt;br /&gt;people who dictate.&lt;br /&gt;social climbers.&lt;br /&gt;when *YOU* stop talking to me, it's killing me at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6 PLACES I’VE VISITED OR INTEND TO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Places I've Visited: Boracay, New York City, Sydney&lt;br /&gt;Places I intend to visit: Paris, California, Canada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 THINGS I WANT TO DO BEFORE I DIE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get married and have kids.&lt;br /&gt;Travel the world.&lt;br /&gt;learn how to put on make.&lt;br /&gt;learn how to dance the waltz (or any kind of ball room dance)&lt;br /&gt;Live in New York City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4 THINGS I’M AFRAID OF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being alone for the rest of my life ( spinsterhood, oh no!!!).&lt;br /&gt;to be unsuccessful.&lt;br /&gt;loosing all my digital pictures.&lt;br /&gt;Cats when they look at you straight in the eye.. creepy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3 THINGS I DO EVERYDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;manage to get fat every day.&lt;br /&gt;scratch any part of my body.&lt;br /&gt;think about my future and how i really should start doing something with my career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 THINGS I’M TRYING NOT TO DO NOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scratch any part of my body - failed.&lt;br /&gt;send him IM/EMAIL/TEXT. - failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 PERSON I WANT TO SEE NOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boyfriend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-8063435364294602294?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/8063435364294602294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=8063435364294602294&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/8063435364294602294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/8063435364294602294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/12/when-i-have-nothing-else-to-do.html' title='when i  have nothing else to do.'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-3697433023152761576</id><published>2008-12-16T23:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T23:53:41.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>121608</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;121608&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-3697433023152761576?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/3697433023152761576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=3697433023152761576&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/3697433023152761576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/3697433023152761576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/12/121608.html' title='121608'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-2850556367390727348</id><published>2008-12-06T20:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:20:33.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Wishlist</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Last year, I didn't make a wish list. I only wanted one. It came a bit late.. 2 months after christmas, but well, I still got it. This christmas, well i, I'm gonna be a little materialistic (an-unattainable)! There's nothing wrong with wishing. HAHAHA&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, Since everyone is putting up their wish list for christmas, i decided to put up mine as well.. for fun.  I know no one would be getting one for me, but what the hey!  Christmas is season of giving, so GIVE GIVE GIVE!!!! BWAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here's what i have so far. just a few of them I really really really want to have. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 114px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/STpu2ImxI9I/AAAAAAAAACI/7HCLsImXEN8/s320/premium_transp.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276651789720036306" /&gt;Just $19.99 for a year. Don't worry, just one year subscription, i'd pay for the succeeding years. I love my multiply, and I'll do anything to keep my stuffs. I just need a safe (additional) back up for my pictures until i've had them all printed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/STpu2M671xI/AAAAAAAAACA/qeo83hcBDPo/s1600-h/iphone_home.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 194px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/STpu2M671xI/AAAAAAAAACA/qeo83hcBDPo/s320/iphone_home.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276651790878365458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The iPhone. who wouldn't want to have one? LOL. I just want a new phone. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/STpu1zZ6siI/AAAAAAAAAB4/nD_R_v1GPhs/s1600-h/applecare_box_125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 175px; height: 154px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/STpu1zZ6siI/AAAAAAAAAB4/nD_R_v1GPhs/s320/applecare_box_125.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276651784028992034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This one is for my mac. Mother dear didn't want to buy me on even thought she knows I'm technologically jinxed. it extends my insurance coverage to up 3 years. I don't have a job yet, so i can't save up for this one as of the moment..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/STpxIKvIwvI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Igu72rpaISQ/s1600-h/CM010T.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/STpxIKvIwvI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Igu72rpaISQ/s320/CM010T.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276654298552910578" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;13.3" Macbook Keyboard Silicone Skin Cover. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'd get this one for myself, but I'm a little short lately, so someone? anyone? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and for Tj to stop being a brat, controlling and demanding person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(hehehe)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-2850556367390727348?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/2850556367390727348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=2850556367390727348&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/2850556367390727348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/2850556367390727348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-wishlist.html' title='Christmas Wishlist'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/STpu2ImxI9I/AAAAAAAAACI/7HCLsImXEN8/s72-c/premium_transp.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-596002542093697415</id><published>2008-11-28T17:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T18:48:39.292+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job hunt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nursing'/><title type='text'>Catch me if you can.</title><content type='html'>Remember when I was inquiring at this "certain local hospital", (let's call it Hospital A) about their  trainings and / or volunteer thing  at their hospital and then refused to give me more information about the training because at that time I didn't have my license yet?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Well a few days ago, i had the chance to be with the chief nurse on a trip to manila with father dear and another "big" guy from that hospital A's administration (they were going to attend a health administrators conference thingie, and then all of a sudden, the chief nurse invited me to apply for work there - a few times actually. I said I'm going to think about it. I still have my heart set on the nation's biggest government hospital (Hospital B). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then, this afternoon when I came to her office to register for the IVT training that I am attending 2 weeks from now, she asked again.. a number of times actually. and then, on her nth time to ask me, she said she'd accompany me to see the Dr. SOMEONE, who happens to be the chief something something of the hospital. [ at this point, i realized that it could have meant being hired right there and then] I refused and said, I'll see. and continue asking her what are the requirements just incase i decide to apply , just so i wouldn't sound too rude for turning down her offer. I mean who gets offered a job by the chief nurse herself, right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's for rejecting me last june.  CATCH ME IF YOU CAN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then again, i really need a nursing career right now. A NURSING JOB. The thing with accepting her offer is just that, by the time I push my luck [still waiting for the date for submission of credentials] on getting in Hospital B and if i pass the exams and the interviews, then i have to resign after only a few months of working in Hospital A. and well, that is just plain rude. I just can't commit right now. I just can't be tied up when there's a chance of getting hired in Hospital B. ( i'm confident like that because i have "connections" on both hospitals! hehehe) I'd probably go for training or volunteer work. i'd accept that.. para naman my nursing career na ako!!. Basta lng I'm not tied up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If  HOSPITAL A is OKAY with me resigning just after a few months so i can work in HOSPITAL B, and then, WHY NOT DBA? eheheheh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just badly need to do something nursing related right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-596002542093697415?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/596002542093697415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=596002542093697415&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/596002542093697415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/596002542093697415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/11/catch-me-if-you-can.html' title='Catch me if you can.'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-1181924759208922645</id><published>2008-11-22T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T15:46:21.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I'm falling for the wrong person. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-1181924759208922645?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/1181924759208922645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=1181924759208922645&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/1181924759208922645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/1181924759208922645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-think-im-falling-for-wrong-person.html' title=''/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-7417328485150771865</id><published>2008-11-18T18:05:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T20:44:57.812+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silliman'/><title type='text'>Back!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ladies and gentledorks, i think I am still recovering from a very bad hangover on my "grand finale" last weekend and that is why I still feel unpretty, bloated, lost and a little "disoriented" as of writing. and of course, being the "time of the month" may have contributed to not being "me" lately. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But anyway,  hello all! I'm back from my week-long rendezvous in the South. this is my 3rd comeback since I officially left december of last year and well, i honestly still miss the place. terribly terribly. I don't like to stay there for good though, I just like to go visit.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stayed in Dumaguete for 4 days, came  in from cebu monday last week to finally get my license  and meet thalia so we can go to dumaguete together.  I have a thing about travelling to Dumaguete via Cebu so I'm so glad thalia was planning to go dumaguete that week. Travel seemed to be so long that time, IDK maybe we were just excited and all. Hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC09069-1.jpg" width="320" height="240" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then that same night, right after settling in we went out to whatelse get drunk! Hahaha owkai, not totally, but it's the company i missed. Unfortunately, while getting ready to go out, i found out that  I accidentally  left my cam charger in Manila, my cam has only 1 bar left of battery and my spare battery wasn't charged so we didn't get to take a lot of pictures that night.  I was with Thalia, Joel and Art. Anna dropped by, and Josanne who was supposed to come fell as sleep and didn't get to go with us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The next day, we were supposed to go to Siquijor but since everyone from the night prior  didn't  bother to wake up for the first trip to Siquijor and I was nursing a bad hangover, we didn't get to go. But it's alright, coz being the spontaneous people that we are, we still got to do something that day. TALK ABOUT SIS BONDING WITH JOSANNE AND THALIA. We had our nails done after  lunch. Then while Josanne went to her class, I decided to  some process some papers. I left Thalia and Chuva to "date" at cafe memento. Dinner was courtesy of Joel who was celebrating his birthday that day. HAPPEE BERDEEI!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC09097.jpg" width="320" height="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chuva's birthday wouldn't be complete without the drinks of course. Being the certified Palahubog that he is, DRINKING HAS TO BE THERE... ALWAYS. No, I didn't get drunk this time. More people, yay! JC dropped by cause he said he'll always make time to Alumni brods and sis despite his busy law life. LoL. It's actually more like a org bonding coz chuva's guest was outnumbered by the brods and sis. hehehe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC09122.jpg" width="270" height="190" /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC09139.jpg" width="270" height="190" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC09142.jpg" width="270" height="190" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC09087.jpg" width="270" height="190" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had fun still. Karaoke and some more booze in Country Gents, just across Minimik. We don't need a fancy place for our bondings. Just booze and good company, the place doesn't matter much. really!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/Photo9.jpg" width="270" height="190" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/Photo18.jpg" width="270" height="190" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/Photo40.jpg" width="270" height="190" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/Photo25.jpg" width="270" height="190" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dj came to dgte the next afternoon from Bais. She had to do some errands and  wanted to meet up and all. Had dinner with DJ, Josanne and ish. PHOTOBOOTH while DJ and I kill time. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC09147.jpg" width="270" height="190" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC09148.jpg" width="270" height="190" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;No plans for that night, and meeting up with anyone that night just happened. Lesley, a good friend from college wanted to have coffee and to catch up. karen, a classmate from my IP was there as well and chatted for a while why I try to convince "friend" to come visit me at cafe antonio via txt but with no avail. (read sept. 12 entry) I wanted to meet up with other people as well, but i guess i just can't make  them  go right away without setting up an "appointment" first. ha, people with jobs! lol.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC09215.jpg" width="320" height="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had no plans for the next day (except for the night of course and the cooking) and everything just happened spontaneously. After receiving a txt from one of my brods, i went out and met them, and then boom, whole day bonding. Good thing jo's class was cancelled so we were together the whole day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC09159.jpg" width="320" height="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I guess graduating and all doesn't exempt one from doing an org work. besides, being gamman doesn't end. It's a lifetime membership. hehe So here I am, after a year of no org work or whatever, potting up posters for the dumaguete fiesta. We have connections with the city tourism and they know how they work so we always get topped. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC09162.jpg" width="320" height="240" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lunch at Kabayuan. With Josanne, Ish and Romina (she took our picture).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Right after putting up posters in the downtown area.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/Photo51.jpg" width="270" height="190" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/Photo48.jpg" width="270" height="190" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Josanne and I decided to have coffee while we wait for DJ to arrive from bais again. Coffee + Photobooth + Kwentuhan. Josanne and I never got the chance to do that when I was still there, so i guess that was a first. hehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC09171.jpg" width="320" height="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dj finally arrived after an hour and we went on to do our grocery shopping for the night's bonding 'coz  aside from DJ wanting to learn how to cook pasta alfredo and  chicken something something , we just have to have a bonding before I leave for manila the next day.  We didn't know that taking pictures wasn't allowed until someone reprimanded us at the cashier. But yeah, it was too late for them. LoL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC09179.jpg" height="320" width="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dj and I always wanted to have turista pics taken in Silliman. We weren't able to do it the last time I was there, and we scheduled it that day to do it. Unfortunately, it was gloomy that day so we decided to do it the next morning, but was not able to. We just decided to do it that time because we were passing by the portals anyway. hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC09198.jpg" width="320" height="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The org now has  a resident chef, so we don't have to order or take out food for the org's bondings. Ish made pasta alfredo and chicken something something with the help of her dakilang alalays - dj, josanne and moi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC09211.jpg" width="320" height="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With Brod Noel. the university pastor. We used his kitchen at the Parsonage so he had to include him in our pre-bonding dinner. The rest of the org was at the City tourism for a activity so it was just us (bax, dj, ish, jo, brod noel, me and karl). Karl took the pic! hehehe &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC09255.jpg" width="320" height="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly do not remember a lot from the last bonding. I swear I  completely blacked out after the nth shot of the T-way. Josanne and I did a one on one on the T-way.. LONG NECK. Just the two of us. We didn't let the others drink from our long neck, insisting that it was exclusivey for the two of us.  How i got home that night, i really had no idea.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC09302.jpg" width="270" height="190" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC09283.jpg" width="270" height="190" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC09326.jpg" width="270" height="190" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC09233.jpg" width="270" height="190" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC09375.jpg" width="190" height="270" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day, of course, i expected a very bad hangover. I did manage to get out of bed around 10am to finally work on my papers. I didn't finish it. LoL. that's what i get for not doing it on my first few days. Hahaha  That afternoon, I had karl to take me to the airport. I did manage to travel alone, but I was well, "lost" the whole time (imagine walking around rob manila trying to find the right exit so i can go back to pgh and meet my sister for 1 hour). LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahhh! I love the PHS, for real! they're the only reason why I keep on coming back to dumaguete! I can't wait for the next time I get to visit again, yay!! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-7417328485150771865?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/7417328485150771865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=7417328485150771865&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/7417328485150771865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/7417328485150771865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/11/back.html' title='Back!!'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-5096739185829736545</id><published>2008-11-12T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:42:22.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;November 12, 2008&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dear Friend,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m so disappointed with you.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I know it was sudden to invite you out tonight for coffee but, com’on It’s not like I visit dumaguete often and this is the only free night I have but you still decide to call it a night at 8 in the evening. Imagine, 8 o’clock PM.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I just want to catch up with you.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I really cannot believe you!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A little effort would be nice. But no. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I was going to give you your pasalubong, but then, I think I’m just gonna give it to&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;someone else instead. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I am officially removing you from my “I like You” list.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sincerely,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jem. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-5096739185829736545?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/5096739185829736545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=5096739185829736545&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/5096739185829736545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/5096739185829736545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/11/november-12-2008-dear-friend-im-so.html' title=''/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-6618544433397748241</id><published>2008-11-08T20:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T22:32:01.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello, Visayas. I shall see u again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img284.imageshack.us/img284/2962/dumaguete012rc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300 px; height: 240px;" src="http://img284.imageshack.us/img284/2962/dumaguete012rc.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This view, i shall see again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Boulevard in Dumaguete. the photo isn't mine, i jacked it off somewhere from the net. hehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anyway, I really should start packing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ticket for Manila- Cebu : CHECK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ticket for Dumaguete - Manila: have not booked it yet. still debating on when to go home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Photocopy of the ff:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;mother's valid i.d&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;mother's credit card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Clothes on bag: currently placed on top of stroller, not inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Documents to Process: currently on printing and placed on top of the bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;NCLEX NY &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;CVS for NY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;CGFNS Forms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;NMAT form&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Dean's form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PRC Claim tab: check&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;toiletries: i'm just about to get them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nebulizer and Essential Medications (i.e. antihistamines, nebules, paracetamol and puffer)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Pasalubong for "Friend"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gadgets and toys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;must charge camera batteries; don't forget the charger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;must transfer pics to free up memory stick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;must charge ipod for the trip; don't forget the charger&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ze Mac.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I'm not going international mind you and I'm actually just going to be gone for a week. I'll be back in good old Dagupan monday next week - PHS Manila Meeting/Get together included. I'm just excited for this one because the last time I was in dumaguete was last summer and I terribly miss the place, and the people. I'm only coming in from Cebu because I have to drop by PRC, and then from there, meet Thalia (after her duty) and go straight to Dumaguete where I hope to be greeted by bottles and bottles of BEER! Haha Kiddin'!  I do have some business to take care of so it's not exactly for pleasure only. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My flight is on monday morning, but Im going to spend the tomorrow night in Manila so I don't have to travel super early on the Monday morning and go straight to the airport. That way I'd have enough energy to spend the whole Monday night out. OH yes! MY SOCIAL AND NIGHTLIFE IS BAAAAAACCCCK!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can I get a woot woot?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-6618544433397748241?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/6618544433397748241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=6618544433397748241&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/6618544433397748241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/6618544433397748241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/11/hello-visayas-i-shall-see-u-again.html' title='Hello, Visayas. I shall see u again.'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-5306557712500470510</id><published>2008-11-06T11:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T11:30:05.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chuck Bass.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;See, there's always about bad guys that you'll always love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I melt, now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*here i go again with fictional bad guys.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-5306557712500470510?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/5306557712500470510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=5306557712500470510&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/5306557712500470510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/5306557712500470510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/11/see-theres-always-about-bad-guys-that.html' title='Chuck Bass.'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-1227781381621877189</id><published>2008-11-03T09:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T11:40:44.415+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bs bio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nursing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>operation job hunt and other what nots.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;i narrowed down the top hospitals I'm gonna push my luck on getting in to... but I'm not gonna say it yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Maybe I'm a little ambitious on trying to apply a nursing job in the country's top hospitals, but this is for my own good - for my own professional growth.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I do like to have to the most extensive experience I can get. Coz really, If I'm gonna work my butt off anyway, why not get the best training I can get at the same time, right? I'm not saying I'm not going to learn anything from just any other hospitals, but experience-wise, these hospitals can offer the best. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not limiting my options to *these* hospitals though - They're my top priority. I'm still going to submit my resume to other hospitals  not on my list 'coz God knows how hard it is to find a nursing job in this country! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;+++&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, enough about that crap, operation job hunt will OFFICIALLY start after I get my license and after the short vacation I'm taking down south next week. yes! I just booked my flight last night, so it's a dateee!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what have i been up to lately?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i.  school is officially over for me as of tuesday last week. And I'm so glad i'm over with biochem and botany (to which everything after the midterms will definitely pull down my 92, but whateves, I'm one of the teacher's favorite! LoL)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ii. So since school is over, it means bum days  and waking up every morning not knowing what to do are back.  I've had a premature taste of this kind life last september and then it got interrupted when october came, it's different this time coz i don't have school to think about anymore. I love the flexible schedule.. the kind that I can just get up and go somewhere. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;iii. but then again,  i think I have to start reviewing for my NMAT any time soon. it's on december 14th by the way, and  until today I have not filled up and submitted my application form. It's due november 15th. procrastination at it's best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;iv. I've had hives for 2 months now. I'm officially diagnosing it as &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;chronic &lt;/span&gt;urticaria, and I'm sure my doctor have to agree with me.  It's irritatingly annoying ( if there's even a such.. that's to the nth level of irritation heehe). my doctor prescribed me 3 antihistamines last september but it only gave me temporary relief.. it got back like a week before i finished taking all of them. it's not as worst as before, a little milder attack lately and i can handle it without taking antihistamines, but it's still annoying like hell. itchy  annoying like hell. It's not pretty as well, imagine red wheals errupting out of nowhere in any part of my body. or swollen face and lips, not pretty at all! &gt;_&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;v. still debating on whether to go to manila again tomorrow to meet dj. It'll be the 3rd time I'll be there in a span of a week and a half. and then i'm going back again next week, monday. hay! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;+++&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm ending this one now. this ones long enough for this week's update. hehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-1227781381621877189?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/1227781381621877189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=1227781381621877189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/1227781381621877189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/1227781381621877189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/11/operation-job-hunt.html' title='operation job hunt and other what nots.'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-4448637300094825536</id><published>2008-10-24T17:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T18:48:16.161+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bs bio'/><title type='text'>screwing school for the nth time.</title><content type='html'>I am 2 exams shy away from officially saying good bye to school.. (not for good, just until i decide to persue further studies.)  It's the finals week and tomorrow will hopefully be the last day for my classes. I have a scheduled exam tomorrow for Biochem, and since I'm confident that I know a lot about DNA and RNA, i'll pass with the hard core studying tonight. CONFIDENT! I still owe my biochem prof a exam on Proteins, but I'm sure I can take that next week even though 1st semester will officially end tomorrow.   I only had to take 3 exams this week, the major bulk came from my botany class which I can confidently say.. i BOMBED that one. and i say that in a bad way. Or I don't know, maybe i can still ace that one. I'm just glad it's over, and I will never be again stressed by desperately getting a plant specimen for our lab. Good Bye Botany, for good! :P&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oooh, i'm just really excited for school to finally be over, you know. I have some planned getaway  in the coming weeks and I can't wait! A little something something before I hunt for a job. EMPLOYERS, COME AND HIRE ME, NOWWWW!! . It's time to update my resume (yeah, right! as if there's something to add). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alright, i just want to blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by the way, car accident today. my tire got busted by this metal thing in the parking lot. they had to change my front tire, as in a new tire! totaly not my fault though. how am i supposed to see that metal thing on the ground, right? they should have removed that in the first place. and security guards should never ever help guide the driver, i mean really. nuisance. I know what i'm doing so they should just shut the hell up! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-4448637300094825536?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/4448637300094825536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=4448637300094825536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/4448637300094825536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/4448637300094825536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/10/screwing-school-for-nth-time.html' title='screwing school for the nth time.'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-143610637161253249</id><published>2008-10-13T19:02:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T10:01:55.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>at last we meet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Four years ago, this &lt;a href="http://marcustroiano.com/"&gt;guy&lt;/a&gt; got lost on my old blog site while trying to look for "Summer Sunshine" (it's a song, right? hehehe) and decided drop me a short email. Normally, I'd ignore emails from strangers, but well, it was summer back then and I guess having a new friend wouldn't hurt. So I decided to drop him a line as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, what'd you know it was a start of wonderful friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our emails became lengthy, talking about everything and anything. Jumping from one topic to another. A few times we talked about the weather (yes, the weather! LoL) on how he wants to be in warm country and how I wanted to be in his place because it was cold there and it was so hot here, or the last movie we saw, the places we wanted to see and some random topics that came up.  Then emails became txt messages, txt messages became YMs. Text messages were infrequent but we did txt sometimes. From time to time, he'd send me post cards from his trips... to make me jealous (hahaha just kiddin' Marco!) cause he knows how I'd like to travel the world but I couldn't because I had school and I just can't get up and go.  A few time's I'd be surprised to get some thing in the mail from him  - a CD of his favorite songs we were talking about over email, or a DVD of one of my favorite movie and a little gift for finally graduating from college. I haven't sent him anything yet.. Peace! Don't worry, Marco,  I still know what i should get you - a cd f my favorite songs,  a gary v cd, a my sassy girl cd, a local sim card (you won't need this anymore  LOL), and a post card from Boracay. All of which should have been sent  years ago. Sorry marco! LoL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Over the years, Marco became  my blog's number 1 fan (but it took  him 3 years before finally signing up for Lj just so he can ready my for friends only entries), my personal PC problem solver who always gets frustrated over my computer problems because  he can't fix it (remember how I couldn't download torrents before because of my router? LoL). My cyber valentine one valentines day a few years back. Well, basically he has been a good friend of mine for the past few years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Early this year, I told him that we were going to take a trip to New York some time september. Not that I expect him to go down there just to meet me, i just told him coz he knows how I feel about travelling to places, and New York in particular. But you know what said? As a congratulatory gift  of my back then recently-passing-the-local-board exam, He's going to take me to dinner and a watch a broadway show! now isn't just that the sweetest and coolest thing someone would do for you, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;    I mean, who will go  down to  New York from Canada and travel  9 hours in a bus, adjust his fall schedule in the university and take fridays off  just so he can go to New York and spend a day with me, right?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So there, after so many months  of waiting and some planning, we finally met... In NEW YORK CITY no less!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/NYC.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... a practically a whole day together in New York.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... walked, talked, took pictures while we look for the resto where we will behaving our dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... Marco and his friend  took me to lower Manhattan to see some spots. I specifically requested that they take me to see the Statue of Liberty because  I haven't seen yet and it was my last day in New York, so it was more like I demanded it. LoL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... subway moments, talk about rush hour! hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... they had me run a few blocks to the subway on my heels to catch our 6PM reservation (they we're late!! and I thought only filipinos were always late! hehehe)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... and we had dinner at  the best Restaurant in New York City, Jean Georges. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... helped me with the menu because I had no idea , even the slightest idea, about french food!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... 2 hours of french cuisine..they just kept on coming. and talk about being surrounded by food critics! haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... Rainbow Room after dinner for drinks. 30 minute waiting time. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... picture taking in rockefellar centre, and then walked in NY streets in the middle of the night in dress and coat and ties. hihih&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... walked in 5th Avenue in our  attires in the middle of the night just looking  for a post card that we ended up not finding a single store selling a freaking New York Postcard at all! Hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... and a good bye/goodnight/it was nice seeing you hug after walking me back to my hotel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Marco!! why didn't we take a lot of pictures together? we missed that one! Thanks so much marco! It was so nice to have finally meet you..and for the treat. LoL Till we see each other again!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-143610637161253249?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/143610637161253249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=143610637161253249&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/143610637161253249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/143610637161253249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/10/at-last-we-meet.html' title='at last we meet.'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-1978172622467365773</id><published>2008-10-12T19:33:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T10:01:43.279+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bs bio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nursing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>Screw School Part 2</title><content type='html'>Two weeks left for school and I really need to step up to my game. It's not like I'm failing.. oh no no, i believe I accumulated enough high scores to keep me on the top of my classes (yucks, feel ko lng! Hehe), but due to my 4 week absence in school, i missed some things that up until today, I've not done a single thing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must remind self of the following:&lt;br /&gt;1. Botany Lab and Lecture semi-finals&lt;br /&gt;2. Botany lab activity&lt;br /&gt;3. Biochem long exam on Proteins&lt;br /&gt;4. Biochem quiz on Proteins&lt;br /&gt;5. find the receipts of all transactions made in school&lt;br /&gt;... should be done this week!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, as i try to regain the focus i need until the end of the semester, here comes a few distractions that is keeping me from accomplishing what I have to do because I'm just to preoccupied with excitement and weird thoughts and feelings:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. this weird thing going on with someone from high school. I think I'm in the "I like him-i don't like him" stage. Thank goodness for different timezones and for him being miles away,  I only have to deal with his constant pestering when I'm online.&lt;br /&gt;2. this getaway my sorority sis and I are planning. As usual, it's a spur of a moment thing by her and because i'm always on the go, I told her I'll join. for the record, this will be our 3rd getaway around the philippines for this year. This will happen a week after this sem ends so right now I just wish the next 2 weeks will just zoom away so I can again cover myself up with a sarong so I won't get dark while in the beach. LoL&lt;br /&gt;3. this news that made me ecstatic last week, PRC Cebu will finally release our license after almost 6 months of waiting.  So that will mean another trip back to good old dumaguete and cebu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes, If only i don't have school to attend to, I'd really be jumping for excitement right now for numbers 2 and 3. Nevermind number 1, it doesn't bother me that much. (yeah rioght!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now I must remind myself again, that school is not over yet.&lt;br /&gt;Aside from the list above, I still have:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Finals for Botany (lab and lecture)&lt;br /&gt;2. finals for Geometry, which by the way will be tomorrow, but because I'm confident like that, I'll study for it tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;3. Long Exam on Lipids (biochem) on tuesday.  I missed 1/2 of the entire Lipids discussion so I don't know how I'll pass the exam.&lt;br /&gt;4. Another long Exam for Biochem. probably will be held on the finals week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I feel like a regular college student just because all these missed and additional exams piled up in the last 2 weeks of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot wait for school to be over. Forever goodbye to College!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-1978172622467365773?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/1978172622467365773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=1978172622467365773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/1978172622467365773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/1978172622467365773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/10/screw-school.html' title='Screw School Part 2'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-2846230377410387602</id><published>2008-10-09T15:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T20:07:02.346+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bs bio'/><title type='text'>Screw School!!!</title><content type='html'>For the longest time, I’ve been giving out that reason why I went back to school is because I need it for med school.  But the main purpose of it actually was just so I can have something to keep me busy until September arrives.  If you’ve been following my blog,  before I decided to enroll to school, I inquired about doing some volunteer work in the government hospital, but since they required a license that at that time (and until now) I do not possess, I couldn’t go on. So my last option was, school.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School. 5 units botany, 5 units biochem and 3 units geometry. Just enough to keep me busy. I was doing great actually. Acing my exams and quizzes without putting much effort, making the lab activities and projects alone even if it was a group work. Not ditching school even if I’d really want to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just lost it now, well since September started..  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously want to quit on school right now.  Is it too late? I know there’s  just 2 weeks of school left, but the thing it, I just had enough of it. I mean, my brain is too lazy to function and besides, it’s not like that I need it to complete a degree or something. Plus, I’m not going to use it anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, sure maybe biochem will come in handy if I do proceed to medicine, but botany and geometry? At least for geometry, it’s ending on monday, but for botany?&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so maybe I just to getaway from the missed lab exercises and the semi final exam, but really, how is Botany going to be used in Medschool, right? Plus, the school is still pissing the hell out of me just because they lost all records for the payments I made through out the semester and they expect me to look for my receipt on those file of receipts! Why do I have to do it, right? Lousy lousy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m just whining because I really don’ t want to go back to school anymore. Lucky for me, we haven’t had a class for Botany (takes a major bulk on my schedule this sem) this week because my teacher was sick so I still spend most of my time lazying around the house doing absolutely nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School, please be over now so I can finally go to Cebu and get my license so I can start looking for a job already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-2846230377410387602?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/2846230377410387602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=2846230377410387602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/2846230377410387602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/2846230377410387602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/10/screw-school-let-me-live.html' title='Screw School!!!'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-533949996399248373</id><published>2008-10-06T07:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T07:40:05.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 lovely weeks of no school.</title><content type='html'>The thing with skipping and missing class for 4 weeks is that, you'll never want to go back. Then If you go back, you'd definitely be too lazy to keep up with school works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, Jem, a bs bio student, has not gone to class for 4 weeks. I skipped the week before my scheduled official 2 week break for the trip, and i skipped the week I am supposed to go back to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don't get me wrong, I did go to school last week. But  I couldn't risk taking an exam I had no idea we will be having so ditched that one and decided I'd rather take a special exam. For math class, thanks for my education classmates, we didn't have one just because they were no where in sight and for biochem class, well i ditched that one for more important things - like sending off my brother to the airpot 'coz he had to go back to Milan for his masters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a bunch of things to do and a lot of things to study for, but I am just to lazy to get up start doing something academically related. My brain is still on vacation mode that I'd rather  upload the remaining pics from the trip and actually start working on the blog entry I owe for some people. I still have 3 weeks of school and I still have my semis to take, a few missed labworks to make on top of what we will be doing in next two weeks, and yes, Finals and all those halobaloos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-533949996399248373?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/533949996399248373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=533949996399248373&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/533949996399248373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/533949996399248373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/10/thing-with-skipping-and-missing-class.html' title='4 lovely weeks of no school.'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-8206882982672122033</id><published>2008-09-29T13:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T13:30:35.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In Athens, Georgia now.  It's our last stop in our two week US escapade for this year, and today is well, our last day here. In a few hours we'll be on our way back to Atlanta for our flight to Detroit and then to our connecting flight for Manila/ Nagoya.. and then it's back to reality again.  *sheesh, school!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been busy for the past 3 days. Going to places here and there, shopping here and there. Apple picking here and there. hehehe Definitely, it's  better here than in orlando.. way better. Don't get me wrong, Orlando is a nice place, a popular tourist destination in fact, but with companions like I mine, well it kind off ruined all the fun. I mean, shopping is fun, but doing it for 5 days straight, it gets boring. Especially if   you could have used at least one of those days going to DisneyWorld, Seaworld or Universal Studios. Hey, I'm still a kid you know! hehehe :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I shall blog about this whole trip when I get back home. I Haven't even uploaded all the pics on my multiply, and I'll do just that the moment I'm done organizing all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Bye America, I hope to see you soon again. It's time to go home!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-8206882982672122033?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/8206882982672122033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=8206882982672122033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/8206882982672122033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/8206882982672122033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/09/in-athens-georgia-now.html' title=''/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-5136149165528524195</id><published>2008-09-21T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T11:12:01.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In orlando,florida now. Its our 2nd night here and we havent been going to places. Im itching to go to disneyworld and universal studios but i don't think thats in the itinerary  since my parents prefer to go to outlets than explore the place . Plus my dad insist we 'stick to together', and my brother,david, cant separate ourselves to visit the places we want to see! My brother and i dont really have a say on this trip even though our parents say that they'll go where ever we want to go- and then they wont approve at the end. Sheesh! It has been like that even in new york.  Honestly, my brother and i has been ticked off from all the drama our parents has been making since this trip started. If my brother didnt join and i was stuck with my parents, i'd be crazy now. Really! I don't really know why they have to give us the attitude! Its pissing me off! Urgh!&lt;br /&gt;Like yesterday, they accused us of planning hidden agendas because my brother asked if he can stay here at the hotel the whole day today because he has to work on his thesis. Imagine that! And i never said i'm gonna stay with him. Urgh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its too much! I cant bear all the negative energy my parents has in this trip! My brother and i was bummed with how our new york turned out, and now they're doing it all again in orlando!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents!! Tsk!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, i'll write a more positive entry in the next few days... I just need to let this out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hooo-huumm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the mean time, i have to check the laundry if its dry now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-5136149165528524195?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/5136149165528524195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=5136149165528524195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/5136149165528524195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/5136149165528524195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/09/in-orlandoflorida-now.html' title=''/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-6887916855671334914</id><published>2008-09-13T22:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T23:13:48.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Weatherman.</title><content type='html'>Dear Mr Weatherman,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   All I know is, it's cold in New York and Warm in Florida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Please tell me your forecast for NY is going to be low or mid 20s and not high 20s or worst, 30s. So I can justify the   3 light jackets and 1 coat I'm gonna bring for this trip. My friend Mary, who's living in NY  said it's getting cold there already, I hope it's true. I'm packing light, and I'm only bringing a few clothes with me 'coz you know how airline companies charge extra for heavy checked-in luggages . Those light jackets will serve it's purpose as a warming device and to cover up my tops so my pictures won't reveal how I use my clothes over and over again for the whole duration of the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Mr. Weatherman, It's the hurricane season and please don't tell me that Hurricane (insert name here) will visit Orlando, Florida anytime soon.  Hurricane Ike is creating Havoc in Texas right now, and it's far from Florida but I hope by the time we get to that part of the country,  there will be no trace of hurricanes or rain in the sunny state. It's hard to go from different places when the it's raining hard. And you know mr. weatherman, there are a lot of theme parks in the area and my brother and i would really like to visit those parks on a sunny day. Okay, Mr Weatherman? Thank You!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jemmie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-6887916855671334914?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/6887916855671334914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=6887916855671334914&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/6887916855671334914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/6887916855671334914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/09/mr-weatherman.html' title='Mr. Weatherman.'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-195947986950599160</id><published>2008-09-11T19:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T19:47:21.391+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='high school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bs bio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nursing'/><title type='text'>Welcome me back!</title><content type='html'>Hey, Hey!! I'm back! well sort of. Hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just felt like posting here on my blogspot again, it's been a while. This one gives me a different feel with blogging. Maybe it's the interface and all... and I got a  spankin' new layout i got somewhere and tweaked it a little bit. yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's up with me lately?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i still have school. I didn't quit on my botany, geometry and my biochem yet. I'm doing pretty good actually, with less the effort. hell yea! haha But I want for school to be over. My school is a bitch and my  Botany is not fun anymore especially with the labworks. Was i actually having fun at my botany at first? LoL. I don't know, one time I was so desperate to get this certain plant that I had to bring for my lab. Imagine me going around the city looking for a  plant. HAHA weird! and I hate Hate hate drawing habit sketches of those plants and plant cells!! I just want it to be over now, u know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC08508.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I still have a social and night life. this is my first night out since May, my first alcohol intake since May, my first time to hangout with these girls together since I don't know when and my first time to drink and drive. Oh noe! i know, i know, but I was far from intoxicated that night. So It's not really drinking and driving. Hehehe. This was just a biglaan night out coz out of the blue, they  txted  me for a night out. It was Sam's birthday a few days before we went out so it's kind of like a celebration or something.. But we were only four coz we don't know where the others are. So yeah, cheers to my newly revived night life. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, whatelse? If you wanna know about my nursing career, well I still don't have it. Waiting for my super late license to be released. PRC is taking too long and I'm done whining about it! as if i can do anything about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a little update. watch out for more, coz definitely there's more to come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-195947986950599160?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/195947986950599160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=195947986950599160&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/195947986950599160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/195947986950599160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/09/welcome-me-back.html' title='Welcome me back!'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-7467884769706755618</id><published>2008-06-10T21:01:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T19:48:09.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>re: help me decide</title><content type='html'>Thanks for those who replied on &lt;a href="http://wubberducky.multiply.com/journal/item/92"&gt;my poll&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I chose work over school   because I realized It's about time I do something with my non-existent nursing career.. So I made my resume, explored the possibilities of working in  government hospital, and I can actually imagine myself wearing mg scrubs again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there's a problem, and it's way out of my control, so I'm stuck with  1 semester of chemistry, botany and math instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment I stepped inside the room and inquired about the possibilities of training or volunteering in their hospital, I was asked about my license. The whole conversation basically revolved around my PRC license that until now is not on my hands yet. I didn't bother asking about the other requirements cause they emphasize the need of my license. LICENSE! LICENSE! LICENSE!!! They said, if i can get my License Number before july  I can join..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;San na yung lisensya ko? I called PRC Manila earlier, since all licenses pass by the manila office anyway. So after a lot of attempts I finally got through. I can still vividly remember the words that came from the other line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"last week pa narecieve ang applications from regional offices at Hindi pa proprocess"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"3 months from last week"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"wala pang license numbers"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now it's not my fault that PRC Manila just received all papers from the regional offices dba? Im supposed to get my License in Cebu this June. that's 3 months since March. But,  i have no other choice but to wait 3 more months just for that license.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I HATE YOU PRC!!&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU!!&lt;br /&gt;GRRRRRRR!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can try inquiring to other hospitals. But I have my eyes set on that particular hospital in the City. It's a government hospital, and I know I'll get more exposure and experience in a government hospital.I didn't realize they'd be so strict and all. hoo-huum! I don't want to work where my dad practices so I'm not even considering submitting my resume there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll look for a real, permanent job october on wards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there, I'm going back to school and I'm enrolling this week..  Hello botany. hello chemistry. Hello Math. I never thought I'd meet you again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;r1mc: catch me if you can. It's your LOST!!!  (ok fine, I'm bitter!! HAHAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-7467884769706755618?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/7467884769706755618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=7467884769706755618&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/7467884769706755618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/7467884769706755618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/06/re-help-me-decide.html' title='re: help me decide'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-8351534500095824184</id><published>2008-06-05T18:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T18:45:08.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;It's June and I think it's high time for me to make a summer recap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer 2008 has definitely been one of the best summers, yet. In more ways that one, its like my summer 2005  all over again, only better and with more activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The release of the results for the December NLE last February gave way to a lot of activities that would have never had happened if I didn't pass the dreaded board exam. If i didn't make it  there wouldn't have been a trip back to Dumaguete for the Oathtaking a day after my cousin's wedding.There wouldn't have been a back and forth trip to cebu to register and get my board rating certificates. I wouldn't have joined the Boracay - Iloilo - Dumaguete trip and the Dipolog trip for my cousin's wedding 'coz I would have rather studied my butt off for the June NLE the whole summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly a blessing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't exactly a activity-filled summer coz i still had my share of idleness at home, but it's alright. It could have been a more productive summer, but at least i got to accomplish some things like renewing my passport, getting my butt to enroll for a refresher's course so I can drive the new car while it's still here, Processing my driver's license and practicing my driving by being my dad's driver whenever we go around the city. I've also been making and editing long overdue blog entries on my lj that has been saved as drafts for the past months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, below is a slideshow of some pics from the past 2 months. Enjoy and I hope you all had a great summer, coz i know I did! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-6b.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" height="320" width="426" style="width:426px;height:320px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-6b.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="cy=ms&amp;il=1&amp;channel=1801439850964617579&amp;site=widget-6b.slide.com"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;at=un&amp;id=1801439850964617579&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-6b.slide.com/p1/1801439850964617579/ms_t014_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;at=un&amp;id=1801439850964617579&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-6b.slide.com/p2/1801439850964617579/ms_t014_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;at=un&amp;id=1801439850964617579&amp;map=E" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-6b.slide.com/m/1801439850964617579/ms_t014_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide9_1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;at=un&amp;id=1801439850964617579&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-6b.slide.com/p4/1801439850964617579/ms_t014_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-8351534500095824184?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/8351534500095824184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=8351534500095824184&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/8351534500095824184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/8351534500095824184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/06/summer-2008.html' title='Summer 2008'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-624938943471468374</id><published>2008-05-24T11:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T13:45:39.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Week.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Exactly a week since the power went out, and is still out. Well, for most part of the city including ours. I've been hanging out at the clinic a lot for the past week because the hospital has a generator to produce electricity,  and  there's internet here. If you haven't seen the news lately, our province was hit by "Cosme", and we have leaning electric posts, roofless houses, uprooted trees, broken traffic lights, down sign boards and other what nots all over the city. I'm not sure with the neighboring towns, but i heard damage was more extensive. The morning after, the sun was up and it felt like there wasn't a typhoon in the first place.  I am again new to this whole typhoon + no electricity for days scenario. I've been in dumaguete for the past years and geographically, they don't get hit by storms and typhoon. They get strong rains, but not like this. I was actually amazed the whole time while it was going on. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People from here said it was the strongest storm/typhoon/whatever that hit the province. Luckily, it was not accompanied with strong rains, coz that could have caused floods all over the city. Although I heard some parts of the city was under flood waters, but i'm not really sure where.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here are some pictures from the aftermath. My dad has the habit of taking "after-math" pictures from typhoons, floods and basically everything that hit the city, so I didn't bother waking up early to take the pictures myself. The pictures were taken in our neighborhood and the farm. I didn't get to take pictures of the city coz i didn't bring my cam when we get out that day to buy water and some groceries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/09812301298312/IMG_0303.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the garage. The branch from the mango tree that was cut of due to the strong winds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/09812301298312/IMG_0366.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside our gate, during my dad's early morning walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/09812301298312/IMG_0371.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those shanties in the old rail road a few meters from our house was badly damaged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/09812301298312/IMG_0389.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big tree uprooted by the strong winds in my dad's farm at the back of our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the power was out at home, I've managed to finish watching my Gossip Girl dvd. (THANK God for portable DVD players that run on batteries!) Finally, Finally. I've run sacked the stock of DVDs as well so I won't die of boredom in darkness while at home during those lightless nights. I tried reading my unfinished Sybil book, but It was still dark even with the candle lighted up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing much to do at home at night, so I wanted to sleep my boredom away, but even with my desperate attempt to sleep early, I still failed. Can you blame insomnia, plus it gets pretty warm at night. i'm doing it old school, PAYPAY to the rescue! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the electric goes back on this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, on an entirely non-enviromental note. Tawi, my brod, has left the country.. for good. Which explains the entry below, and kinda contributed about why my heart is broken. (the other reason is because of "Friend").  I knew he was leaving, but it was just too soon. I learned last monday, that on saturday (which is today) he's off to New Zealand to work.  He was shock also, because he also just learned that day. I was able to talk to him earlier this morning.. for the last time until we see each other again 12949023845238 years from now. Last night, he was at Cebu and Thalia and Joel was able to meet him up. Everyone's leaving!  DJ's next or Thalia,  i don't know when.. not anytime soon, I hope. they're all leaving me. huhuhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided that I probably should start processing my CGFNS and NCLEX papers as well, since everyones leaving anyway. I won't be leaving for good anytime soon, Don't worry. Like I said, I still want to work here, you know, experience how it is here. I'll just process my papers for the college so by the time I decide to take those exams, i 'll have my forms ready for submission. It'll take forever for application forms to be signed by the dean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sun phone is dead, so I can't txt "friend". And I hate how "friend" is not txting me on my globe even though he already knows about my phone. And I hate that he doesn't reply or how he seemed to be  not interested when we're txting.  I hate how di man lng sya nagparamdam for the past 092814908523 days. grr! whatever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, that's pretty much what has been happening the past week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OH, HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;a href="http://sweetasapple.blogspot.com/"&gt;APPLE&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;I wish I just turned 19 as well. I'm too old! can we bring time back? hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to the O.R. in a few minutes. can i say, brain surgery?! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-624938943471468374?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/624938943471468374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=624938943471468374&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/624938943471468374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/624938943471468374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/05/this-week.html' title='This Week.'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/09812301298312/th_IMG_0303.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-8548493133321487250</id><published>2008-05-21T07:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T11:45:32.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ATTN: TAWI SOLIS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Dear Tawi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;     I hate you for always making me cry on those beer-full and alcohol-full bondings.&lt;br&gt;     I hate you because you keep on teasing me with "Friend". There's nothing going on, friend  &lt;br&gt;     nga lng! =P&lt;br&gt;     I hate you because you didn't wake up early to send me off to the airport!&lt;br&gt;     I hate you because you didn't join us in Ilocos and Boracay!&lt;br&gt;     &lt;br&gt;    And now I hate you for leaving on such short notice.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;But...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;    I still love your because you've always been there for me.&lt;br&gt;    I still love you for always taking me home after our bondings. I will not forget  our margarita party one night even though you were as drunk as I was and that time when I was too drunk to get to my room, so you helped me go up to my room at Insular (wow, nakapasok ka sa room ko!hehehe)&lt;br&gt;     I still love  you because you pretended to be my private nurse just so you can visit past visiting hours in the hospital.&lt;br&gt;    I still love you for spending with me that one saturday even though you've going through a lot that time.&lt;br&gt;    I still love you because we've shared so many memories together over the years and I don't know if I can put them all here.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I don't know when I'll see you again, I don't know when I can visit you in New Zealand, but we always have New York to conquer in the future. Time's Square on New Year's, ok?&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I'll miss you Tawi, Send me some cows! hahaha =)&lt;br&gt;  &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-8548493133321487250?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/8548493133321487250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=8548493133321487250&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/8548493133321487250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/8548493133321487250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/05/attn-tawi-solis.html' title='ATTN: TAWI SOLIS'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-7781782669195799228</id><published>2008-05-14T16:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T16:41:36.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updating again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;Hey Everyone! Sorry for the lack of real updates.   Just to keep you updated, here's a rundown of what has been happening lately:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Boracay and Iloilo trip with my fraternity brod and sorority sisters. We were only 4 but we had loads of fun.  Supposedly, it was a 2nights/3days stay, but we extended another day to party! We got a pretty sweet deal so it was so worth it!!! hehehe We spent one night in iloilo after our boracay trip to meet our brod and sis there. They  we're really good hosts! WALANG GENERATION GAP DITO! I mean, all of us were from different batches and different generations in the org but we can still totally relate to each other!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Since I was already on that part of the country, I decided to take a little sidetrip to Dumaguete. Yes! I went back! It was just a 1 hour fast ferry and 5 hours bus ride anyway. It was so timing also that our org was holding an initiation so I was able to spend a lot of time with my brods and sis, and handle the neophytes  maybe for the last time. ahh, I miss torturing and pushing around the neophytes! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finally, finallly got my college diploma. all that hard work for a small piece of paper. hahay! LoLz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm having driving lessons again. It's more like a refresher's course actually. Like I said before, my parents wont let me drive freely without having to take this course, so i had to do it. And they're getting a new car.. but it's not for me. it's for my brother. boo hoo. BUUUUUUUT! I can drive it for a month after we get it, so it'll be like mine for four weeks! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mom wants me to enroll next semester for Chem and Bio subjects. she wants me to go to med school. She just declared it yesterday: MAG- MED ka na lng! kayang kaya mo yan! So just in case, and so she can keep my unemployed butt out of the house until september, she  wants me to go back to school. tennneeen! Kamusta naman, i'd be like a college freshmen for the 3rd time. (Last June 2007, I was a AB Sociology student with no sociology class). I wonder what department the school is going to place me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I turned 23, and it wasn't  a happy birthday.  BUTTTTT someone was still trying to cheer me up.. thaanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss my LJ and I'm planning to go back blogging there. I don't know, It just gives me a different feel. I've been tinkering on it for the past few days, locking most of my entries, editing some entries, making entries on past events that I never got to blog, and all those stuffs. Oh well, let's just see. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I think my brother is getting married this june. and I think I'll be doing some bride's maid duties! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bossa N'Marley sounds really good. Not a fan of reggae songs but this version is the BOMB! It's so cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Owkai, that's pretty much it. Summer 2008 has definitely been busy.. in a fun way of course. I can't wait for a summer recap! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-7781782669195799228?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/7781782669195799228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=7781782669195799228&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/7781782669195799228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/7781782669195799228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/05/updating-again.html' title='Updating again.'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-3863537919861342517</id><published>2008-05-11T22:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T20:32:31.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's making me miss him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it just me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-3863537919861342517?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/3863537919861342517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=3863537919861342517&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/3863537919861342517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/3863537919861342517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_11.html' title='???'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-2518583422355967056</id><published>2008-05-10T10:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T10:25:21.770+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phs'/><title type='text'>The Ultimate Summer getaway</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/boracay-282.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boracay - IloIlo - Dumaguete&lt;br /&gt;April 30 - May 8, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-2518583422355967056?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/2518583422355967056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=2518583422355967056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/2518583422355967056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/2518583422355967056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/05/ultimate-summer-getaway.html' title='The Ultimate Summer getaway'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-3381594553313596111</id><published>2008-05-09T07:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T07:47:21.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...Maybe were friends&lt;br /&gt;Maybe were more&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's just my imagination..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-3381594553313596111?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/3381594553313596111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=3381594553313596111&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/3381594553313596111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/3381594553313596111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-6418006401485842790</id><published>2008-04-27T08:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T12:26:37.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>23</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;    Why do I have the feeling that today is going to be an ordinary day?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;thanks for the greetings though.  :)&lt;br&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-6418006401485842790?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/6418006401485842790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=6418006401485842790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/6418006401485842790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/6418006401485842790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/04/23.html' title='23'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-5601302039840807772</id><published>2008-04-16T10:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T11:03:59.934+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nursing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='board exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nurse&apos;s notes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silliman'/><title type='text'>3 weeks.</title><content type='html'>In less than 3 weeks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... I've been to Luzon, Visayas, Mindanao and back.&lt;br /&gt;... witnessed 2 cousins from both side of the family tied the knot.&lt;br /&gt;... went back to the place where I spent the last 5 years of my life after 3 months of being away. Ending the trip disappointed and it sucks, 'coz it was probably the last time I get to visit. =(&lt;br /&gt;... Got pinned, took my oath and rededicated my life to the nursing profession.&lt;br /&gt;... partied my heart out with college batchmates and friends. Danced with 3 guys all at the same time (oo na! it was the alcohol working! hehehe)&lt;br /&gt;... met new people, reconnected and got reunited with people from college.&lt;br /&gt;... finally completed that terminal clearance from SUCN.&lt;br /&gt;... missed the beaches of boracay, siquijor and an island somewhere in Mindanao, (sad,right?)&lt;br /&gt;... drove a friend's car in the highway, rough roads and tiny streets. Almost hit someone else's car. hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;... crossed islands and traveled to cebu just to register at PRC, only to find out that I almost made it to that list. It was So near, yet so far. But I know I needed 10 -20 points maybe more  added to my raw scores to raise it.  It could have been the perfect board rating if it wasn't for that one test. But nevertheless, I'm happy and contented with my rating. I  did not see that one coming!! yipee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...but now I'm back at home... rotting. it's time to rest, but there one more trip I am so looking forward this summer.  will work my butt off  for that trip. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-5601302039840807772?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/5601302039840807772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=5601302039840807772&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/5601302039840807772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/5601302039840807772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/04/3-weeks.html' title='3 weeks.'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-473949814783863932</id><published>2008-04-08T13:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T13:56:57.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Full Pledge RN.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUCN Class 2007 Pinning, Oathtaking and Rededication Ceremony&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;April 4, 2008, Silliman University Church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dumaguete City, 6200&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC08153a.jpg" align="middle" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Florence Nighthingale Pledge&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt; solemnly pledge myself before God and in the presence of this assenbly to pass my life in purity and to practice my profession faithfully. I will abstain from whatever is deleterious and mischievous and will not take or knowingly administer any harmful drugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt; will do all in my power to maintain and elevate the standard of my profession and will hold in confidence all personal matters committed to my keeping and family affairs coming to my knowledge in the practice of my calling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;W&lt;/b&gt;ith loyalty will I endeavor to work collaborately with the health team, and devote myself to the welfare of those committed to my care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;S&lt;/b&gt;o help me God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-473949814783863932?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/473949814783863932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=473949814783863932&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/473949814783863932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/473949814783863932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/04/full-pledge-rn.html' title='Full Pledge RN.'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-4793085770484318122</id><published>2008-03-23T23:57:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T00:28:51.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and in return, i get what?</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;January 23, 2005         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="entrytitle"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You only get what you give.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;span class="entrytime"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;POSTED AT 06:15 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an excerpt:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"..Maybe it's just me. I always expect something in return...  but i end up getting nothing.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You never learn jemmie. you never learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I stopped expecting, well, i think i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. and maybe thats why i unconsciously stopped caring about some people as well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just let me feel I'm appreciated, that's all i want. you don't have to tell me..  just let me feel it. Is that too much to ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-4793085770484318122?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/4793085770484318122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=4793085770484318122&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/4793085770484318122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/4793085770484318122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/03/and-in-return-i-get-what.html' title='and in return, i get what?'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-7663710904071346399</id><published>2008-03-20T15:02:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T19:33:31.751+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surveys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nurse&apos;s notes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silliman'/><title type='text'>Slow thursday and some random stuffs</title><content type='html'>Slow thursday today. I don't know what else to do. I've watched TV, checked my email,  friendster, facebook and multiply, bloghopped, encoded something for my dad, took a nap and what ya know it's only 3PM! its a ungodly hour maybe i should go back to sleep? I am dead borrrreeed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family isn't big with celebrating Holy week some where or out of town, so we're stuck here at home, lazying around. I want this week to be over cause I am soooooo looking forward for the coming weeks. I knew my March will be busy (but in a fun way), but i didn't expect for the events to happen too closely to each other. most of the events for late march and early April are overlapping so it's either i ditch one event or be a day late for the other..  oh the dilemma! But i'll be the supergirl and try going to all these  events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tentative Sched for the last week of march - first week of april&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 25-26 - Cebu for PRC. magpaparegister na ako! + gala na rin! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;March 29 - My Cousin's wedding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;March 30- April 1 - Boracay with the Perez's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 31 - April 3 - 6200 escapdes with the brods and sis + college friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 4 - SUCN 2007 Pinning, Oath taking and Rededication ceremony&lt;br /&gt;April 5-6 Baguio. My dad's convention with his Neuro berks! I'm ditching this one co'z im extending my stay in dumaguete and I don't have definite dates for my return yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question lang, will you ditch a boracay sort-of family reunion for a dgte escapade with my college friends phs + practice for pinning . I'm torn between the two.  i have 3 options. 1. Leave caticlan on the first available flight on April1 so I can catch the afternoon flight for dumaguete. 2. Leave caticlan on the last available flight  for Manila on March 31st and catch the first flight for Dumaguete on the first.  3. Ditch Bora and fly to dumaguete on the 31st.  As announced, we have to be Silliman on the 31st for important annoucements and practices.  Now If mother dearest will allow me to spend overnight in Bora, then I'll go with option 2.  If not, then i'd go with option one. I just feel that attending the practices for the first time on the afternoon of april 1st  is too late. and I'm the kind that is verrrrry particular with time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come what may na lng, there something about planning that i hate so much. so whatever happens na lng..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;+++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;just some random stuffs I want to document..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Guess what I received from the mail yesterday? a package from this &lt;a href="http://marcustroiano.com/"&gt;guy.&lt;/a&gt; Thanks marco! I owe you lot's of package and post cards already. Will make up for it, promise! and I'm sooooooo looking forward for that play + dinner + whatever in NYC! hehehe&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My lungs are still weak even though I feel perfectly fine. My new pulmonologist ordered that I should get a pulmonary function test.  So yesterday, I finally got it and guess who's results were all below normal? Mine! hehe All those breathing exercises were soooooo exhausting! I swear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;last weekend, i attended my very first conference. Asia Pacific Conference against Stroke 2008. I like to call it a stroke and food binge weekend because the food was over flowing the whole week-end.  I miss the first day, which sucks coz the nursing care for stroke patients was held on the first day. I ditched some of the sessions because I was too sleepy and the most of the sessions and symposiums were very technical. BOREDOM. i don't know if I'd get CEUs from this one,at least now I have something to put on my resume. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And in line with that, we were housed at the Holiday Inn Galleria (Robinson's Galleria was my neighbor for the week end which was soo cool because they were having a 3 day sale! hahaha), .. and talk about the Suite Life of Jemmie. Apparently, the original room reserved for us was unavailable, so the management gave us a 2 bedroom suite. A TWO BED ROOM SUITE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;it has a bar, a dining place, a sala, 2 big bed rooms with big comfort room for each room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and before you say "wow! Bigtime",let me just inform you that  everything was for free because the drug company sponsored our stay for the weekend. yez!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;This is a rather momentous event for me so i have to document this one. hahaha I scored 100 in Videoke challenge in my friend's birthday/celebratory dinner. Before you say, so what? Let me tell you that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I can not carry a tune&lt;/span&gt; so I don't  sing (especially in public) and that was just one of the rare moments that I got the mic for a videoke session.  i refuse to believe that the machine was defective and biased! hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I know I told myself that I won't ever purchase a havaianas because I find it very impractical to buy a flipflops worth 700, but now I can stop myself from buying one..  I'm now on my 2nd pair. Oo na! it''s just that I think I haven't gotten over my "I go out with my flip flops/ tsinelas " lifestyle back in 6200 so narealize ko na i need a decent tsinelas whenever I go out to the mall or somewhere I don't have to dress up while I'm here in the city. Tska ramdam ko kasi ang pag-asenso kaya nakabili ako ng havis! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;+++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Now that I'm already in these  whole random stuffs fiasco, let me do the randomness thing i got tagged for..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;10 Random Things/ 10 Things People Don't Know About Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;My handwritting varies, depending on my mood or how I'm feeling while I'm writing. My college notebooks and the small notebook I scribble my thoughts on) can attest to that .  I have one for my lazy moments, sleepy moments (haha i have a lot of this on on my notes), one for angry days, normal days and so on and so forth.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I'm blind to far objects.. but you wouldn't notice that. in a span of 3 months, my eye grade went up to 200. All thanks to this bumming around infront the lappy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Im trying to COMPLETELY eliminate SOFTDRINKS from my diet.  I can go for months of no softdrinks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I spent 5 years in college, but it was never because I flunked any courses but because of culture shock. I transferred to Manila after my second year and then went back after realizing how life in silliman was way better than in Manila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;When I was in high school,the reason why I'd like to proceed to medicine is because my dad gets to travel around to attend conferences and not because I wanted to help the sick. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;In Highschool, Basketball was my sport. I was part of our batch's bball team but never the varsity team because I hate practicing. By the time i reached college, I joined our college's swim team. Never the varsity because I hate practicing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I usually become friends with my teachers. No, I don't kiss ass and I'm not a teacher's pet. I just get naturally close to most of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I'm a sorority girl, and that's the best thing that happened in my entire student and social life. I don't understand people who are against frat and sors especially if they don't know how it feels to be part of one. I say, It's choosing the right organization to join...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I don't excel in a particular thing, and if i suck at particular thing,  then I really suck at it. ehem *math* ehem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Wearing a razor back is one of my frustrations in life. hahaaii..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;+++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATULATIONS TO SU CLASS 2008!&lt;br /&gt;(MARCH 15-16, 2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;aurgh! parang masmaganda ata ang new graduation scheme ah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://marcustroiano.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-7663710904071346399?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/7663710904071346399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=7663710904071346399&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/7663710904071346399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/7663710904071346399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/03/slow-thursday-and-some-random-stuffs.html' title='Slow thursday and some random stuffs'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-4676824098819593069</id><published>2008-03-17T12:38:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T17:38:05.263+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surveys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silliman'/><title type='text'>Happy days of school and college...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/silliman.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The photo of the Silliman Church that I took  last year while I was on my way home from class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silliman days. oh, How I miss thee. College was definitely fun  here.  I'm counting the days that I can finally go back here for our pinning/oath taking on April 4th  and I'm uber excited. It's only been 3 months and I definitely miss this place.. and the people first and foremost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So maybe I'm not the most loyal sillimanian because of all the bad things I've experienced because of this school (I came to the point that i swore the school and my college off), but I gotta admit, it was one heck of a college life. So anyway, here's a survey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silliman Survey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Student number?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02-1-1179&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. College?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College of Nursing and Allied Health Sciences&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Ano ang course mo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bachelor of Science in Nursing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Nag-shift ka ba o na-kickout?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never.. di  ako na advise to shift, ever! I was a good student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Saan ka kumuha ng SUAPE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hibbard Hall, SU Campus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. Favorite subject?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NCM102. Med surg, yo! pero my hinalong Psych nursing dyan pero na-carry naman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7.Favorite PE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advance  Swimming and Softball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. Saan ka nag-aabang ng hot babe/mensa SU?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa luce or lib lobby. the best hang out yan places na yan for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. Favorite prof?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Guino-o and Mrs. Dumalag. med surg is love. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 0. Pinaka-ayaw na subject. (SUBJECTS!)&lt;br /&gt;Nursing research, BC 25 (research writing), Physics and Botany. Hindi part ng curriculum sa nursing ang botany,pero tinake ko yan for med school sana. after taking the midterms, i decided to screw botany and drop it. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11. Nakapag-field trip ka ba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in silliman? Oo naman.  wala akong kilala ndi nakapag-fieldtrip sa silliman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Piapi Beach. Bio 33 (General Zoology). Ang Pinaka-una kng fieldtrip. Nakakainis nga eh, kasi yung mga friends/ dorm mates ko taking this under another prof went to Siquijor while our class had it sa Piapi Beach. I tricycle ride away, around 5 minutes from the campus.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Japanese Shrine. Valencia. for Physics 24. Walang kwentang field trip actually. Umakyat pa kmi ng bundok pra gumawa ng physic activities na pwede naman palang gawin sa campus lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cebu. Bio 36 (Human Anatomy and Physiology), Bio 32 (STS), Bio 37 (Microbiology and Parasitology), FA 51 (fine Arts). 3 times ako nakapunta ng cebu dahil lang sa fieldtrip. the usual spots lang  sa cebu tapos mga schools to look at cadavers (for bio class)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;di na ako nakasama sa fieldtrip ng botany eh. after midterms ata yun pero asi drinop ko rin. hehehe. Hindi rin ako nakasama sa mga fieldtrips for History kasi ndi mahilig magfield trip ang prof. Sa Bohol sana yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12. Ano ang Org/Frat/Soro mo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; Gamma Sigma Sorority (Pan Hellenic Society). Yes, I'm a sorority girl and damn proud of it and thats why I have a different perspective on frat/sors . My fraternity brods belong to the Gamma Phi Fraternity. Collectively and more popularly were known as Pan Hellenic Society. Established in 1964.  Were pretty active in the campus and the dumaguete community. We've been consistently on the top ever since naestablish ang org but because of anomalies sa CSO, we're always stuck at number 2. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ndi kasi nagpapatalo ang isang org dyan eh, maski puro ghost projects naman! hmp!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SUCNA. automatic member basta nursing ka.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;** i never joined &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kaibigang Maynila&lt;/span&gt;. never liked the people there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13. Saan ka tumatambay palagi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;usually sa Student lounge or sa Kitchen/Canteen ng College. Minsan sa Nursing lobby and sa blue benches infront of the college.. If my org meetings, usually sa Luce Lobby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14. Dorm, Boarding house, o Bahay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silliman Dorms:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ethel Chapman Dorm - 1st year&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Edith Carson Dorm- 1st year, summer term&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Larena Hall- 2nd year&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Outside Silliman:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sta Teresa Dorm - 2nd year summer  until 3rd yr 2nd sem. Cool din dito. My curfew pero pwede ka malate kasi my magbubukas sayo. Paalam ka lang. Sana nga ndi na lng ako lumipat eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Boarding House sa likod ng Conchita's. Okay sya at first kasi ndi sinisara ang gate pag curfew, tapos bigla na lng naging strict. ble!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Boarding House sa my SSS. ito na ang pinaka-ayaw ko.. Naliberate  nga ako  from the 11pm curfew, nanakawan naman ako. boo-hoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Insular Hotel. Oh yes, the Suite life of jemmie. ito na ang pinaka the best ever. Big airconditioned room, hotel services, free wifi. and I had housekeeping!! 8 months din ako nagstay dito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Medyo palipat lipat lang naman ako ng tirahan. at kulang na lng na tirahan ko rin ang woodward at Channon hall para kumpleto ko ang ladies dorm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15. Sino ang pinaka-una mong nakilala sa SU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; define pinaka una? kasi high school pa lng ako my mga na-introduce na sa akin eh. . pero kung yung tlaga kilalalng kilala, malamang si Ate Polta yun. room mate ni sister at na-meet ko sya nung nag exam ako ng SUAPE kasi in-addopt ako sa bhaus nila. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;16. First play na napanood mo sa SU?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think yung rinequire sa amin sa Speech 23. di ko maremember ang title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17. saan ka madalas mag-lunch?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yung nagdodorm pa ako, sa mess hall. paglabas ko sa inside dorms, kng san na pinakamalapit sa tinitirahan ko.  sa COOP at sa Neighborhood carinderia na lng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18. Masaya ba sa SU?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oo. Soooooooooobrrrrra!! best ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;19. Ilang beses ka bumoto sa SG elections?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twice i think, at natalo ata yung mga binoto ko. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/haha.jpg" border="1" height="180" /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/haha2.jpg" border="1" height="180" width="135" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/haha3.jpg" border="1" /&gt; &lt;img style="width: 202px; height: 135px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/haha4.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-4676824098819593069?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/4676824098819593069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=4676824098819593069&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/4676824098819593069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/4676824098819593069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/03/loyal-will-we-be-to-silliman.html' title='Happy days of school and college...'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-68176715340490936</id><published>2008-03-10T12:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T15:22:59.105+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><title type='text'>An Impending arrest.</title><content type='html'>CYANOSIS. A bluish color of the skin and the mucous membranes due to insufficient oxygen in the blood. A late sign of inadequate oxygenation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the third time in my entire life, i turned blue.. literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://wubberducky.multiply.com/photos/album/220/Princess_Jemmie_was_sick"&gt;Around August of last year&lt;/a&gt; , I was rushed to the ER with the same complaints - Difficulty of breathing, cyanosis, chest tighness. During the ROD's endorsement, he said "No breathe sounds". &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kamusta naman ang overly constricted bronchioles? &lt;/span&gt;it only meant no air entering my lungs which could actually cause respiratory arrest for me.  I remember thinking about going into an arrest while at the ER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I COULD HAVE DIED THAT DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happened friday afternoon, when I was alone at our condo unit in WackWack. I was having asthma attacks the night before but I decided to sleep it off, and puffing ventolin was still helping. By noon, my puffer doesn't seemed to be working anymore. Short distance walks, as in 5 steps from where I was sitting) going to the CR became as exhausting as going up and down the stairs for 10 times. Talking on the phone was equally exhausting, so i settled to texting my sister and dj about my condition instead of answering the phone. Standing was a no-no and sitting with my back hunched (think Quasimodo) was the most comfortable position for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing my sister has slightly recuperated from her cellulitis and she was going to wack wack hat afternoon. But she was in Commonwealth and I was in Mandaluyong. While on the way, there was an accident of some sort and traffic was horrible. Dj who I was supposed to meet at lunch in Greenbelt was delayed because taxi where no where to be found in Makati (which is weird, right?). My sister finally arrived at around 5pm. 5 minutes before she arrived, my breathing problems really started to get to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to puff a lot because I heard stories from my parents about their colleague going into arrest because she was puffing ventolin like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately for me, I have to walk from or unit to the elevator, which was the longest &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;9038943857384&lt;/span&gt; steps of my life. And then again from the lobby to the car. By the time I've got into the car, I was hungry for air. Travel time seemed to take forever as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But recovery this time was much faster than last august. By the time I was being transported to the X-Ray room, I was breathing better (thanks to that 02!) and I was in a wheelchair. When I reached my room, everything seemed to be normal. Although the incentive spirometry thinks otherwise, of course. my Expiratory force was way below normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were pretty aggressive with my medications. I was on q1 Nebulization of Combivent for the first night. I was given Symbicort which is actually prescribed for severe asthma and COPD patients for my maintenance, and yes, I am on steriods again. ( I hate taking steriods coz it makes me hungry all the time and I bloat!). By sunday noon, I was out of the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the culprit? I'm not really sure.  my new Pulmonologist says it's the wrong medication maintenance that may have been causing the everyday slight asthma attacks since December. Aggravated by the Colds I mysteriously got 2 days prior and maybe that exposure to Manila's polluted air Thursday afternoon when I met my mum at SM West.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So because of the unexpected turn of events, it looked like I went to manila just to be confined in the hospital for the weekend instead of going around Manila with my sorority sisters. bleh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm under House Arrest. My mum doesn't want me travelling or being alone, which sucks because I have a lot of escapades planned out. And I hate how she constantly nags me about my asthma, and that  have to carry around my nebulizer whenever I travel (kamusta naman yun, dba?). &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hey! it's not my fault that it runs in the family. &lt;/span&gt;And besides they know about my condition in the first place. err!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no worries, I'm doing good now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/030820081828.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-68176715340490936?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/68176715340490936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=68176715340490936&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/68176715340490936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/68176715340490936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/03/impending-arrest.html' title='An Impending arrest.'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-2776035685508606997</id><published>2008-03-04T23:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T01:01:19.526+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='high school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shutter crazy'/><title type='text'>Baguio with the Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/IMG_3158.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for two consecutive days, I was in Baguio. First one was on Sunday afternoon to go Shopping at SM Baguio, we were back in the lowlands by 9PM. Right after church, mum just said, let's go straight to Baguio. (I wish she can also say, "let's go straight to Hong Kong" for her spur of the moment idea of going to Hong Kong for the Weekend) And then whole day on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the purpose of "visit" last Monday was to go to PRC Baguio to get my high school friends and I's Board rating. (except Angelica 'coz she's a philosophy graduate and they don't have board exams, duh!). All is well until i was already behind table where we have to get the ratings,  the line wasn't long and even though a lot of people came before us, we were entertained first than most of the people. But here's the catch: I wasn't able to get mine, because they only have  the baguio ratings that printed on papers. And I was told that I can only get my ratings (and register) where I had my exam, which is  in Cebu. THATTTT'S Bull!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't you think its time to upgrade, PRC ? Ever heard of computers?  Now I wished that ZTE broadband thingy wasn't cancelled so all government offices are now computerized. No matter how controversial the deal was,  at least the people will still benefit from it. (don't even let me get into this scandals  coz i try to avoid political issues because I think government officials are so selfish!). I also can't believe that I can't get my ratings and register in Manila where the central office is.  (how come NSO has good services? you can get your birth certificate in any office, no matter where city you're born in a 2-3 hours!) Bullshit, right? aurgh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I have to go all the way to Cebu just to get it. It's not entirely a bad thing because now I have all the reasons to go the Cebu and take a sidetrip to Dumaguete to visit my brods and sis but, you know how hassle it is on my part going to a place far from my place when there's an office 2 hours away.  So now I have to wait for a few more weeks before I can get my scores and register.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eniwei, I didn't let that thing bummed me out the whole day. Although I must admit I'm pretty disappointed about the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had no business there anymore, so while Claudine and Rina were busy with their PRC and PNA stuffs, Gica and I went to Igorot Village (well i think thats what they call the place) near the PNA office and took pictures with those statues over there. The real guard acted as our photographer. (hey, he volunteered!)   a few minutes after, since the two weren't done yet, Gica and I decided to go to roam around SM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When  Claudine and Rina where done with their business we went out to lunch and did church-hopping in Baguio the whole afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Lourdes Grotto, the three we're stranded on the top because heavy rain started to pour in (i only climbed half way 'coz I know my lungs can't  handle some more flights of stairs) and they only had one umbrella and the stairs were slippery. I had to wait all by myself on those stalls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the last church, we went straight to the mall. By 7pm we were on our way back to dagupan. Scary thing happened at the Bus. One passenger was drunk and he attempted to go down while the bus was moving. I'm not really sure what happened with him, but when the bus stopped one time, he wasn't there anymore. I think the bus driver left him and drove off. Hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, pictures! the rest are on my multiply. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 124px; height: 183px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/IMG_3149.jpg" border="1" /&gt; &lt;img style="width: 167px; height: 183px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/IMG_3169.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 188px; height: 138px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/IMG_3178.jpg" border="1" /&gt; &lt;img style="width: 188px; height: 138px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/IMG_3194.jpg" border="1" /&gt; &lt;img style="width: 188px; height: 138px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/IMG_3150.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-2776035685508606997?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/2776035685508606997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=2776035685508606997&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/2776035685508606997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/2776035685508606997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/03/baguio-with-girls.html' title='Baguio with the Girls'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-4848851181478827313</id><published>2008-02-29T23:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T13:21:47.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just because it's a leap year.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm gonna blog today just so I can have something under feb 29th. I won't be able to blog on a feb 29 until the next leap year, eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm crossing my fingers for two things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. my Pinning/oathtaking on the 14th. I'm excited to go to dgte already!!!&lt;br /&gt;2. this spur of the moment idea by mother dearest:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "Hey! let's go to Hong Kong for the weekend"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey mum, is that you? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I CAN SENSE MY MARCH IS GOING TO BE BUSY.. BUT IN A FUN WAY! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's also the celebratory party that i haven't had yet. Oo, the dinner with the relatives is part of it, but I want a real party! Im still thinking if i should celebrate it here in Dagupan or in dumaguete where my friends, classmates and brods and sis are. Maybe i should do a double party, y'know. to save me from deciding where to hold it. hehehe I do believe I deserve to have a party. I mean, passing the boards is big, right? hehehe&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Muuuuuum where's my car kasii!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;okayyy, thanks bye now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i edited this, because I was running out of time last night because we had to go somewhere. So it's not exactly a "feb 29" entry. hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-4848851181478827313?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/4848851181478827313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=4848851181478827313&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/4848851181478827313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/4848851181478827313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/02/because-its-leap-year.html' title='just because it&apos;s a leap year.'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-1741473277532895998</id><published>2008-02-27T13:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T15:56:06.819+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shutter crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>Manila and the North in 7 days.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is my long over-due post.&lt;/span&gt; I'm making this as detailed as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sorority sis DJ called me up one January afternoon and informed me that she was going to Ilocos in February. She invited me to come and I immediately said yes without even asking the parents if i can come (my parents are cool with stuffs like this so they just let me go!). This one made me excited for weeks! Tawi, my fraternity brod wanted to come but because of financial constraints he couldn't (i told him I'd make libre, eh! and for the whole trip we didn't  spend much!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We make time for each other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        DJ was visiting from Dumaguete so it was a perfect time for PHS manila to meet up. Unfortunately, the elder alumni weren't informed earlier so it was just us, the Younger alumni (haha walang aangal, blog ko toh!) We belong to different batches in the organization, but that didn't stop us . We didn't made distance and work keep us from not meeting. Aimee took a leave from her work to join us (she was supposed to join us the whole week but something came up in the last minute). I traveled all the way from Pangasinan to be with them and Issa came right after she was called. This doesn't happen all the time so we have to make the most out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Megamall + Podium&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(February 13, 2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/krispysis.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As planned, I head to Manila on that morning just in time for DJ to arrive in the airport.&lt;br /&gt;Aimee was running late from her supposed ETD from her place, but she  arrived on time just before Dj's plane even landed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So from the Airport we head to WackWack to drop Dj and Aimee's things since they were sleeping over. Called some people for meet-ups and it turned out that our Sis Issa was the only one who could make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met her at Megamall. Stayed at Krispy Kremes until closing time. We got carried away catching up that we decided to ditch the movies. And we wanted more catching up so we transferred to Starbucks at the Podium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At past midnight, we decided to call it a night since Issa was still going home in QC. Only after a few pics and last minute chitchat outside that we decided to really go home. It was really getting late anyway and we had to be up early the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC02386.jpg" border="1" /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC02387.jpg" border="1" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC02385.jpg" border="1" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC02384.jpg" border="1" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC02381.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Glorietta + MOA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(February 14, 2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC02402.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so our feb 14  (mis) adventures begun in Glorietta. Try eating Brunch at Mcdonalds on february 14, sad right? Were not bitter! were not bitter! hahahaha The search for EK Shuttle begins after we sent dj's mail. one building to another, asking one mall person to another. all giving different directions. When we arrived at the spot, turns out it's no longer there. So where the hell is it? We still want to go to EK!!! (next time when DJ visits again!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;devastated on not being able to go to EK (the night before DJ readied herself to be thrown away! hahaha), we head to MOA instead. That mall is just to big! and those maps doesn't help either. (ever heard of "You are here", MOA people?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mango was on sale, so that's explains our dressing room shots that we were trying to hide from the sales ladies. those two bought those turtlenecks! We went into some more stores and bought some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because of our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wasak&lt;/span&gt; EK plan, while in MOA we decided  to watch IMAX to not kill our legs from walking around that huge mall!  We were on time alright, but the movie being shown wasn't on 3D, so we ditched  that and ate at Kitaro instead (ineffective coping ba toh? no, aimee was already hungry due to the vitamins she took that morning.)  So off we went to our second plan: Ice Skating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dj and I learn so fast! haha considering we haven't done ice skating or any form of skating for about 10 years now. We learn pretty quick! Halfway through the whole rink we were skating like pros! eeer No, not quite. We ditched the side rails coz there were a lot of people there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after one hour of skating my asthma started to kick in. NOTE TO SELF: Staying in a freezing or below freezing point environment for a long time trigger's thy asthma. always have puffer with you at all times. not in thy bag but in thy pockets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had aimee  throw my puffer over the glass thingy border so i can continue with my ice skating stint. Dj and I had a blast! WE.HAVE.TO.Do.IT.AGAIN!! We were so poofed after skating that we decided to head off home and the moment we got home, we all decided to sleep in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC02412.jpg" border="1" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC02413.jpg" border="1" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC02418.jpg" border="1" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC02431.jpg" border="1" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC02460.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Fort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(February 14, 2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC02511.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For our Vday date, we decided to go to Serendra. We had no idea about the place so we were relying on the cab driver to take us there. The driver was as clueless as were so he dropped us off at the Fort. Turns out that Serendra was just on the other side. With a few phone calls and text, Dawnie (Dj's hs batchmates and also a sillimanian) came and rescued us. HAHaHa he was in the area and came in while we we eating our super late dinner at Pier One.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At kamusta naman that I felt so under dressed being with these two girls? If I only knew I should have brought a party dress or something. Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and dear Mr. Bouncer, FYI: We we wouldn't be here if we had dates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC02527.jpg" border="1" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC02526.jpg" border="1" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC02515.jpg" border="1" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC02514.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tiendesitas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(february 15, 2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC02540-1.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent the whole morning lazying around the unit.  Aimee has to go for her work so she was out early in the afternoon. Dj and I continued our movie marathon until we decided to get ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip to Tiendesita's was so last minute. Mel invited us over. I needed to see her also so I asked Dj if she wanted to come. We didn't  stay long, though. We have to be on our way to Cubao at 5pm but we extended for a few minutes. Cheap thrills for DJ. I can sense her eye's popping out because of the low low prices. Hehehe i told her she should try going to greenhills or divisoria!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard about this place but I forgot to suggest that we go here instead of serendra the previous night. If I may say, this place is perfect for the PHS people while in Manila. Why? well, I'll keep that to myself thank you very much.  hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC02547.jpg" border="1" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC02546.jpg" border="1" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC02544.jpg" border="1" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC02539.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Paoay, Ilocos Norte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(February 16, 2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC02610.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main reason why Dj was even in this part of the country is because of this - Dawnn Kendall's Baptism. She's a daughter of Dondee, Dj's friend from high school who was a batch older than she is and a fellow Sillimanian.  He said he saw me around campus during my freshmen year. Wow, I never thought anyone I haven't even met before remembers me. Hehehe Famous? haha yeah right. What ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there's the Best Ninang (Godmother) Award, I'd give it to DJ. This is Dj's 3rd Ninang stint for this year alone and she'll travel as far as Ilocos just to fulfill her Ninang duties. Doing her Ninang Stint every two weeks since November, I think.   Always the ninang, but never the mother, eh?  hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both fell in love with this church. Dondee said, it's the oldest Church in Ilocos and we were both happy that the Exterior architecture was maintained. the Inside was already renovated but it's still as beautiful as the exterior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The priest was late so the one giving the seminar had to extend it to one hour to kill time. The baptism only lasted for around 30 minutes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC02616.jpg" border="1" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC02600.jpg" border="1" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC02576.jpg" border="1" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC02569.jpg" border="1" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC02574.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Currimao, Ilocos Norte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(February 16, 2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC02697.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We weren't able to get plane tickets for Laoag because when i called reservations the ticket was up for P4K each and DJ and I stupidly forgot that our sis Issa works at PAL. And she said she can hold our seats, so instead we had to endure a 12 hour bus trip from Manila to Ilocos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But because we decided to travel by night, our travel time was cut short to just 8 hours. And thanks to the Conductor my perception on Ilokanos on being friendly people  completely turned around because he was being a jerk when I politely asked him if they could drop us of at the Currimao Shell Station because we don't really know our way in Ilocos. that one pissed Dj and I off. And really now, he doesn't also have to tease me with my nose being uncooperative on cold environment! sheesh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, we arrived at around 4am in Ilocos. Welcoming us was a really cold weather and Dondee himself. He checked us in this resort where the reception was going to be held after the Baptism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;food, was scrumptious! Ilokanos are really good cooks! Dj and I were to stuffed, we couldn't go for a second round. After lunch Dj and I hanged around the resort. Taking pictures and all, not caring of all those people who might have thought that we were retarded turistas. Hehehe Self Timer and Remote Control for Bruce (my dSLR) we're our best friends that afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the late afternoon, dondee and his gf, Pinky, drove us to Batac to see Marcos' frozen body but it was already closed. So we just took pictures infront of the door and the Marcos' house. We headed to Vigan Afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC02692.jpg" border="1" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/IMG_2878.jpg" border="1" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC02643.jpg" border="1" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC02695.jpg" border="1" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC02659.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vigan, Ilocos Sur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(february 16-17, 2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC02718.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah the Historic Vigan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember Vigan with no restaurants. It's nice to see Max's, Jollibee, Mcdo, greenwich and Chowking in Vigan! the last time I was there, we were having problems on where to satisfy our hungry selves because there weren't any restos around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our first Night, Pinky and Dondee treated us Dinner in Cafe Leona's after our short walk on the Heritage Village. After they left,  DJ and I explored the city. At 10 pm, the streets where empty! DJ and I concluded that we can not live in this city! And get this, there's only one bar in this historic City! I kid you not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We asked to front desk to wake us up at 6am so that we could maximize our last day in Vigan. We were scheduled to go to Dagupan after lunch. At 7am, we were out, going to the Vigan Cathedral then to Plaza Salcedo, then Plaza Burgos then to the Heritage Village where we bought our Pasalubongs for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after our breakfast we headed back to our hotel room to fix our stuffs and wait for Dondee to show us those tourist spots not within the area. It could have been fun if Pinky came but she had to take care of the baby so she couldn't come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;originally, We wanted to ride the kalesa to show us around Vigan and to take us to the museums but we decided we'll just have our pictures taken with those Horsies and Kalesas. Dondee took us at  J.P. Burgos's house and then to Chavit Singson's Baluarte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, everything in Baluarte is free. I mean no admission fees and all. So i wonder how he maintains the place. The food for the tigers everyday pa lang is worth thousands! - thats TIGERS ha. there were about 6 of those big kitties and I was told his real pet tiger was somewhere up  there in his mansion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In return of Dondee's hospitality we decided to just treat him lunch at this local cafe for our last taste of local  food. It's the least we could do! I mean toured us around, treated us all out meals and paid our hotel accomodation at the Vigan Plaza Hotel. (2K for just one night, we have to at least give him thanks!) We were stuffed, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC02780.jpg" border="1" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC02802.jpg" border="1" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC02809.jpg" border="1" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC02819.jpg" border="1" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC02835.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Baguio &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;february 18, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC02929.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baguio wasn't part of our original itinerary because Dj was  hesitant at first to go even if I told her it's just two hours away, so we planned to just stay in dagupan and figure out what to do with the rest of the day. The night prior,  over dinner, mader suggested that we go to Baguio because there's nothing  to do in Dagupan,.DJ being on her turista mode approved with delight. So Baguio it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On how we will go around baguio without a car, i had no idea. Taxi perhaps? it's our only choice anway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we arrived at 12 noon at the bus terminal, then headed to Mine's View via a taxi. the taxi driver  was friendly enough to  answer our questions about is this place far? or how much does it cost us to go here and there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after about a few (it's more like a lot)  pics with the view, the horses and Dj pretending to be an Igorot, we decided to head off to the next destination. We hailed a cab and we got the same cab as the first one and the mamang driver volunteered to take us and tour us around Baguio for a low low price of 250/per hour. that's good enough for us 'coz  for 1, we don't have to worry about our ride and wasting our time in hailing for a cab, 2. we have our personal tour guide, and 3. we have someone to take our pictures. It's all rolled into one so we didn't bother asking for a discount.  And we really appreciate all facts the driver told us while 'on tour'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In four hours we went to 8 spots . Mines view park, the Mansion, Wright Park, Camp John Hay, Botanical Garden, The Bell Church, Lourdes Grotto and finally ending the tour at Burnham park with a boat ride and some pasalubong shopping at the tiannge..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wanted to go to the Strawberry farm, but we were short of time. I know we didn't get to go the other spots because the Bangka boy at Burnham told us that the driver might have just toured us to the usual places. but considering that we don't have our own ride and the time constraints, I say not bad for being Car-less in Baguio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got lost going to the Bus station from Burnham Park but we made it just in time for the 5pm bus going back to Dagupan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on, we realized we should have gone straight to baguio from Vigan and stayed overnight and then go to Dagupan the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC02876.jpg" border="1" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC02906.jpg" border="1" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC02921.jpg" border="1" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC02955.jpg" border="1" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC02989.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pangasinan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February 17-19, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/IMG_0914.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Dj is visiting the North, I told her that she should take a side trip to my hometown. So from Vigan, we head to Dagupan. Vigan to San Fernando, La Union and then from San Fernando to Dagupan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, Dj enjoyed our seafood dinner at &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Matutina's &lt;/span&gt;after our Baguio trip.  This small girl consumed two cups of rice while  my parents and I just shared  one cup of extra rice. Nothing beats Seafoods in Pangasinan, yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Dj's last day, since she haven't seen the city by day, my dad and I showed her around the city then Lingayen. We had to stop by the hospital because my dad has some referrals from the hospital. She didn't mind because she wanted to see the hospital anyway. After stopping by the ICU and the clinic we headed off. Showed her my school from pre-school to high school and those other schools in the area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had fun jumping and taking pictures in Lingayen. The Lingayen beach, well the whole Lingayen Gulf, plus those fighter planes and gunners are just perfect for taking pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 3pm we were on our way back to Manila for Dj's flight back to Dumaguete the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC03043.jpg" border="1" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC03048.jpg" border="1" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/IMG_0937.jpg" border="1" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/IMG_0929.jpg" border="1" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/IMG_0926.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just the start of Dj and I's travel escapades in the Philippines. We're going global when we become rich from our nursing careers! hahahaha&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-1741473277532895998?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/1741473277532895998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=1741473277532895998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/1741473277532895998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/1741473277532895998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/02/manila-and-north-in-7-days.html' title='Manila and the North in 7 days.'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-1480475873565881945</id><published>2008-02-25T21:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T18:32:22.841+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nursing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='board exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nurse&apos;s notes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>RN thoughts and stuffs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So today I got to scrub in for the first time as an RN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While changing to my scrubs earlier the nurse asked me "Di ba nurse ka rin?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that felt realllly good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;++++&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that i finally have that RN affixed after my name, one question that I've been getting a lot lately - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"WHAT'S YOUR PLAN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never really thought about it yet. While waiting for the results, I've had some stuffs in mind that I want to do with my nursing career but it's not final until I know I passed because everything that will follow depends on that. So let me share to you my plans for future. they're just plans as of now and  I don't have particular time frame for it, so right now, I don't really know what I'll do with my life yet. In no particular order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. Work full time.... as a nurse, duh! Oo,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; financially rewarding&lt;/span&gt; si sideline, pero if i stay with this, magiging stagnant ang nursing career ko.   Kung anong ospital di pa ako sure. Kung anong area, meron akong gusto  OR , ICU or ER. I neeeeeeeed action!  basta never ever sa DR or sa pedia. puhleeez! I never liked maternal and child nursing, and Kids in particular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B. Review and take all those other nursing exams.  hey, before you say that 'Your just like everybody who took nursing just to get out', here me out first. I have plans okay, but i will work in this country first. before I get out, I'm gonna make sure i have the necessary skills and knowledge to protect me from  malpractice lawsuits! (hahaha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C. take a Master's Degree in Nursing. not a M.A.N, but a M.S.N. that's Master's of SCIENCE in Nursing.  I'm thinking of specializing in Medical-Surgical nursing. oo, i love med surg. this is the closest thing i can get to a medicine degree (hehehehe) since I decided to screw med school (not completely though)  a few months ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D. Go to Med school. I'm not completely screwing med school. I'm still open with the idea, but right now I'm leaning more into nursing (following the footsteps of mother dear na ba toh? might as well find me a neurosurgeon hubby pra tlagang following the footsteps of mother dear na tlaga!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E. get certified. attend trainings  to advance my nursing career. right now i only have a cpr certification under my belt that will expire some time this year, i intend to add more. IV training, ECG reading are next to my list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oo, plans pa lng, but i have my heart on all except plan D. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So mum, stop pestering me about PGH already. I'm gonna apply there as soon I've made up my mind (and  when I have the necessary requirements. ) about my future. Hindi naman din kasi ako gaya ng ibang tao na walang pakialam sa future ko 'eh. I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; haven't even taken my oath yet and your making me work already!&lt;/span&gt;  Stop it! You know how I hate people from planning my future  for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's off my system. thanks. Now mum, where's my car? HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;+ + +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last weekend, we were able to finally go to  Manila for my celebratory dinner with the relatives. finally able to see Cousin dearest who I haven't seen for like 1893241789341 years because I was in Dumaguete for most part of the year last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahai, I love serendra at night. I mean not at Closing time (the first time i went there it was late and the stores were closing).  Too bad mom's decided to have our unit rented out. But Y'know, Wack Wack is more accessible, so I hope they still keep it while they have the one at Serendra rented out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures from the weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.wubberducky.multiply.com/image/2/photos/272/500x500/7/the%20fort%20%2814%29.JPG?et=xy1FFEC%2BLzlmol5zTpkWrw&amp;amp;nmid=83470295" border="1" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zee familia florendo.  David, my brother, is still in italy, that's why we weren't complete.&lt;br /&gt;on the far left is Mel, my brother's future wife (i hope) she's family now even  if they are not married yet. And then of course, the baby - Raphee. wheee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.wubberducky.multiply.com/image/6/photos/272/500x500/18/the%20fort%20%286%29.JPG?et=LrGGQr%2BEImnJb%2BRTFWs%2B0A&amp;amp;nmid=83470295" border="1" height="300" width="250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With raphaela who is beginning to look like mader. That night both of them were wearing pink. Raphee usually smiles for the camera, i guess she wasn't ready yet with this one.  Nakakatuwa kasi after this shot was taken, she went to me to look at our picture. Smart, noh? or maybe she's just naturally vain.. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 302px; height: 211px;" src="http://images.wubberducky.multiply.com/image/4/photos/272/500x500/22/zong%20%281%29.JPG?et=1WxG0E22KkY%2BB2xGbPYZHw&amp;amp;nmid=83470295" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my aunt and cousin. my aunt loved this pic because she said she looked a lot younger. Now if only it wasn't for the white/grey hair. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-1480475873565881945?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/1480475873565881945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=1480475873565881945&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/1480475873565881945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/1480475873565881945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/02/rn-thoughts-and-stuffs.html' title='RN thoughts and stuffs.'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-7525135045996618969</id><published>2008-02-22T22:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T11:26:21.167+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nursing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='board exam'/><title type='text'>On a High.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm still HIGH from knowing that I passed. I still can't get over it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulatory messages has been coming in non-stop. From friends, high school batchmates, college friends and batchmates, brods and sis, relatives and people i don't know (the parent's patients, medreps, my parent's colleagues and etc.etc.).  I'm really really thankful right now. I feel so Blessed. God is sooooo goood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to postpone writing about last week because I'm still in 'I'm an RN' mode. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pagbigyan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The results were finally published on the newspaper today. I only have one copy - manila Bulletin. because the stores here in dagupan ran out of Inquirer. So, to any one who has a copy of today's Inquirer Newspaper,  can i have it? hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 240px; height: 160px;" src="http://images.wubberducky.multiply.com/image/5/photos/270/500x500/14/IMG_3139.JPG?et=sMCaNPb9WWJfot0fE7MaYA&amp;amp;nmid=83156772" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;above the headline says: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;28, 924 pass licensure exam for nurses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've  started uploading the long overdue pictures from the time we were housed in Cebu until the last day of the board exam.  I remember telling my friends to watch for it once i find out if pass the board exam because I didn't want to jinxed the outcome of my exam. (i have a thing about telling stuffs in advance, eh). Now it's available for viewing for my contacts! hihihi The entry I wrote about our in-house review in Cebu has also been transferred here from my LJ.  Just in case you wanna read,  &lt;a href="http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2007/12/life-in-cebu-for-two-weeks.html"&gt;go ahead&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't get to celebrate last night because we were too lazy to go out and eat somewhere so we ended up eating what Manang cooked for dinner and I got my first job as an RN - wash the dishes. Hehehe Mother also decided to increase my percentage to 5% on every case I assist (or to take pictures of the operative site) which made me happy because now I can save for the DAVAO trip that Dj and I will make it happen this Summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, hopefully the dinner with the relatives pushes through. 'coz  with the kind of job my dad has, everything's not final until we're really on our way.  k, I'm gonna go now, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-7525135045996618969?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/7525135045996618969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=7525135045996618969&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/7525135045996618969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/7525135045996618969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/02/on-high.html' title='On a High.'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-655302856052958224</id><published>2008-02-21T14:27:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T12:47:20.985+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nursing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='board exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silliman'/><title type='text'>WORTH THE WAIT!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I PASSED THE DECEMBER 2007 NLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/rn-na-ako.jpg" border="1" height="250" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RN NA AKO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU, LORD!!&lt;br /&gt;All for YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;57 agonizing WORKING days&lt;/span&gt; of waiting (working, so that doesn't include those holidays in between.) , the december 2007 NLE results we're released this afternoon. After so many false alarm about the release date, the 'cheating' issue that happened in Cebu (where by the way i took the NLE), the hear says and rumors circulating, it's finally out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and let me just tell you how a big relief it was when i found my name at the roster a while ago. I knew that the results will be out today but i played it cool. But when i accidentally refreshed my browser while in inquirer.net and saw the link to the results, my heart pumped so hard. I was dead scared 'coz a few minutes before i finally saw the result, someone said there were 9 (nine) casualties from our batch.  We hoped that it was just a rumor, but it was true. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I literally jumped for joy earlier. i was shouting and jumping around my room when i was talking to the people I called up to share the good news! (I'm happy to be the bearer of good news to those who haven't seen the results yet, thank you very much!)  It was such an awesome feeling! imagine worrying over the results for 2 months and feeling uncertain for the future because of the possibility of failing. But alas, I did it. and so did the 28, 924 new RNs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I don't want this entry to be a sad one but I can't help it.  43% or 28, 924 out of 67,728 made it this year. that's less than half.  and also because 9 from our batch didn't make it. I know I know, comparing it to other schools, 9 is such a small number, but for us, it is a big number and theres more to that. Aside from the fact that our batch is pressured to get a 100% passing rate (the last 2 years there has always been a casualty for SUCN), we don't want anyone to get left behind. we're in this thing together. HuHuHu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still, despite the 9 casualties in our batch ( one of my close friend didn't make it, and that's so sad!),  it's still a big achievement for us.  With 321 takers, there's always big possibility of one failing but,  we still,  made it to the top 3. So that's good enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations to the 28, 924 New RNs!&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations to my high school friends who took the NLE again (leakage thing..hehee)&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations to SUCN Class 2007!&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations to the SUCN faculty for providing us the best nursing education, ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jemimah Perez Florendo, RN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-655302856052958224?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/655302856052958224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=655302856052958224&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/655302856052958224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/655302856052958224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/02/worth-wait.html' title='WORTH THE WAIT!!!'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-6769382710548264448</id><published>2008-02-19T09:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T09:44:28.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be right back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...will be  back in 2-3 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have lots of stories to tell and pictures to show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-6769382710548264448?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/6769382710548264448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=6769382710548264448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/6769382710548264448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/6769382710548264448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/02/be-right-back.html' title='Be right back'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-5177638675654648112</id><published>2008-02-12T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T18:27:38.273+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phs'/><title type='text'>I think I left my life in 6200, yo!</title><content type='html'>it is times like this that I just want to fly back to Dumzville and look forward to do something fun. (i can't believe I just said that! HAHAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM BORED. LIKE BORED &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BORED&lt;/span&gt; with my life right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a 'stay at home' person with the occasional trips to the hospital doing some sideline-ing or just hanging out at the clinic even though there's nothing to do there, a few trips to the mall with the parents and well, thats it. What happened to my high school friends? working, studying (post grad), and bumming like me but rather at stay home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not used with this kind of life. I like the idea having a lot of free time on my hands but spending it like this is a complete torture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I left my life in 6200, yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how was life there anyways? Well, Of course, school and the review was there to keep me busy most of the time, but on those occasions that theres absolutely nothing to do in my room, I had my peeps. (hahaha my social circle, okay!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so easy to invite the people because they are as equally bored as I am. Bondings are usually spontaneous, so one minute I'm alone, the next minute we'll be somewhere talking and drinking the night away. There's also those PHS meetings and activities that I attend when I have the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..we'll even cross islands just to bond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's how my life for the past 3 years until I came home for good last December. For the record, I've only been out twice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea how many bonding sessions I've missed.  I like to be uninformed thank you very much so I wouldn't have to feel sorry for being a loser that I am. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'M GOING TO MAKE UP FOR IT WHEN I COME BACK TO VISIT. WE'RE GONNA PARTY LIKE THERE'S NO TOMORROW!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why the rant?&lt;br /&gt;While I was stuck at room last saturday night, my brods and sis where out somewhere having dinner and then drinks afterwards. I was dead jealous because saturday nights is not supposed to be spent alone in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 13th, there's going to be the Sitti concert. I'm not really sure if PHS is part of the organizing committee or what, but anna said they're going.. and thats what I'm going to miss, the company of my brods and sis. And we all know the after party is always the best part. *wink* *wink* hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, it's not the end of the world for me yet.  =) DJ is visiting from Dumzville, and she's going to be here for one whole week. so that would mean.. BONDING!!! hahaha Finally! This is going to be fun fun! and I don't have to worry about spending vday alone 'coz i know were going somewhere fun! (I hope i won't jinx it by saying it earlier. hehehe) yay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fun starts tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-5177638675654648112?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/5177638675654648112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=5177638675654648112&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/5177638675654648112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/5177638675654648112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-think-i-left-my-life-in-6200-yo.html' title='I think I left my life in 6200, yo!'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-2516617895088609236</id><published>2008-02-07T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T21:03:16.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Code Blue.</title><content type='html'>I just learned that the patient who had the brain operation yesterday  died after the surgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Surgery was finally over. His head was already stitched up and he was about to have his head washed and shampooed by nurses so they could transfer him to the RR and then he started to deteriorate. His pupils were reactive to light but anisocoric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad had to do a burr-hole 'coz he think it's a hemorrhage, but there was none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then he's pulse was gone. theres nothing more they could do. They did everything they could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad suspects that it was a retrograde thrombosis on his basillar artery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how doctors and nurses are able to control their emotions to such situations, y'know on patients dying under their care. Maybe because of all the adrenaline rush on trying to save their patient's life, they have no time to care for their  own emotions. but what about after all the rush and still nothing can be done to save the life?  Sure, they'll probably feel sad and all, but how do they do it? How do doctors and nurses control their emotions and be numbed as if nothing went wrong  or it's not a big deal? Maybe they're so used with calling for a code already.  because I really think  I need a lesson or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember how I reacted when my patient died under my care.  I cried.. cried like he was a friend or one of my family. (It's even worse 'coz I've never really cried for someone who died yet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was caring for him for 2 hours when our shift started when my C.I. pulled me off outside the room and told me to minimize staying inside because he was being treated for TB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I came back to his room to get his vital signs, he wasn't as restless as he was when I received him that morning and he was silent as opposed to someone who was having difficulty of breathing that morning. So I took his BP, None. took his pulse, None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His family was inside the room, and they had no idea that he was gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hurriedly went out of the room and run towards the Nurse's Station to call for help.  The Nurse must've felt something was wrong when she saw me 'coz that the first thing she grabbed was the ambu bag and the emergency kit and then she rushed to the patient's room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't get myself to enter the room again, I saw the Nurses and doctor trying to revive him from the door. tears just started to fall down my cheeks. I don't know why I reacted that way. I mean, I only met him and the family a day prior when I did my assessment. Maybe because I was able to establish rapport with them, and also maybe because earlier that day, my 1st ever C.I. (the patient was her father-in-law) thanked me that I was of big help to them before she left. I actually felt bad because I thought I did something wrong or I wasn't able to do something that contributed to his death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only got over it after a few hours.  And I didn't even know how I'll chart it, i swear, it was painful to end my charting with a  RR="0,  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pulse = 0, BP= o. Referred to NOD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;May the guy from last night rest in peace. He was 21, and before he was even put to sleep he was able to crack a joke about working first before entering into a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;May God Bless his soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-2516617895088609236?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/2516617895088609236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=2516617895088609236&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/2516617895088609236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/2516617895088609236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/02/code-blue.html' title='Code Blue.'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-7546360912530333839</id><published>2008-02-06T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T15:59:27.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Hours and counting</title><content type='html'>40 pages of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Love in the Time of Cholera,&lt;/span&gt; 1 episode of grey's anatomy, 2nd half of 50 first dates, 91827824079321 songs, and 1 movie later, the surgery isn't over yet. .. almost 10 hours in the OR and counting.  It's far from over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's still ongoing as of the moment. I didn't scrub in. I haven't been scrubbing in since 2 weeks ago, but I've been in and out of the OR to take pictures instead. My dad thinks I'm better off as a photographer than a scrub nurse, or maybe i'm a bad scrub nurse and that i should stick to honing my photography skills. Either way, at least I still earn by simply being there.  HAHAHA. Thats the longest surgery i've been into, and it wasn't as interesting as the previous ones even though it was a tumor evacuation. there was just no sight to see coz everything's in the other side from  where I was sitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd die of boredom if i didn't bring any book or my iPod. I even got bored while I was trying to entertain myself with those. 10 hours is just too long if you're not scrubbed in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;+++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here it is.. in an attempt to change my layout and  copy my LJ's layout. (i can't even see the resemblance hahaha) Where did my 'designing skills' go? hahaha. Coding it was  also a pain in the neck. It's a simple layout but this is the first time in 2-3 years that tried coding a layout again. I wanted to use tables and then I figured  i can't use tables with the design i was eye-ing for, so i had to use layers - thus completely making this layout far from my lj's premade layout. HAHAHA . I'l probably change this layout again soon. it's too plain...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-7546360912530333839?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/7546360912530333839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=7546360912530333839&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/7546360912530333839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/7546360912530333839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/02/10-hours-and-counting.html' title='10 Hours and counting'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-260476053429223836</id><published>2008-02-04T03:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T03:12:52.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wide awake at 3am.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Note to Self:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop taking afternoon naps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...because now I'm wide awake at 3 am, watching the second showing of Happy Feet on HBO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hay, that's why I miss being a student. Although, I don't get enough sleep most of the time, sleeping becomes valuable, and that I have to make the most of my free time catching up on those lost ZZZzzss. Falling asleep is way easier, especially if I have to study for an exam. It comes naturally. HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mumble Happy Feet, your soooo cutee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just want to blog. nothing much happening nowadays, except for my current protest against the parents. hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Good Night, World!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-260476053429223836?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/260476053429223836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=260476053429223836&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/260476053429223836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/260476053429223836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/02/wide-awake-at-3am.html' title='wide awake at 3am.'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-6246715843856793226</id><published>2008-02-02T06:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T07:31:30.875+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nursing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mornings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Early mornings, connections and RN Charting.</title><content type='html'>There's something about Mornings that I love so much. Maybe it's the coldness of the air or the sun about to rise or the fact that it makes you feel that you have more time in your hands all through out the day just because you woke up early of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember exactly the last time I woke up early in the morning unforced (that meant no alarm clocking bugging me to hit the off button.Sometime early December I guess, when I was still fresh from Cebu after 2 weeks of waking up at 6am for our everyday Devotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, the only reason I'm up this early because I haven't got any sleep since the time I woke up friday noon until around 2pm of yesterday while  on our way back home from La Union to renew our passports. My body just shut off while on the car. I was forced to wake up when we got home so I can finally transfer to my bed at around 3pm. It was an interrupted sleep but I love it nonetheless. Now I'm full of energy! yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way to La Union yesterday morning, i saw one of the most beautiful sunrise ever!! The sky was still dark (well for the most part from where we were and you can see golden streaks behind the mountains and the palm trees. Looks like a natural silhouette. &lt;i&gt;Basta,&lt;/i&gt; it was wonderful. feels refreshing even though I haven't slept yet. I'm thinking of driving to that part of the city one of these days and try to get a shot of sunrise (the last sunrise I took a picture of was 3 years ago and it doesn't even look like a sun rise, but i still love how it turned out.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;+++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ah yes, the power of connections.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With no hope of getting my brother's passport renewed in one day (long story, but to cut the story short, my brohter didn't process his passport even with my mom's constant pestering), we head to the regional DFA office to try our luck. Thanks to my Dad's colleague's patient who happens to be the Director of the regional office, we got a little favor and we were able to get a passport but not the new digital one (it takes 15 working days kasi eh, and my brother's going to the US on sunday na!!). The thing is, he's passport isn't expired yet and he'll be coming back even the passport expires, but there's the 6-month validity thing kasi, so he still have to get a new one. He can take the risk of going to the US, but kasi there's still the possibility of the Philippine Immigration barring him to go out, or the US immigration of not letting him in. But all is well, so he's still going this Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't able to renew mine because mom pulled me off from the line.bleh. So, we're just going to go back again some other time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;+++&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what's wrong in this charting for an 8-4 shift.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, this is only a part of a charting if you ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img _fcksavedurl="http://images.wubberducky.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R6HqQwoKCC4AACtGPNk1/013120081760.jpg?et=eeEyQ10N5FA8uD6JNz47vw&amp;amp;nmid=" src="http://images.wubberducky.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R6HqQwoKCC4AACtGPNk1/013120081760.jpg?et=eeEyQ10N5FA8uD6JNz47vw&amp;amp;nmid=" height="225" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-6246715843856793226?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/6246715843856793226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=6246715843856793226&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/6246715843856793226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/6246715843856793226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/02/early-mornings-connections-and-rn.html' title='Early mornings, connections and RN Charting.'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-6894994850776808509</id><published>2008-01-30T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T00:10:37.553+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>wednesday mumbles.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I need to find the lowest plane fare for Laoag because i refuse to sit for 12 hours in a bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total butt ache, i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAL, you're my only choice now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;+++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So dad has been letting me drive the fuego for 3 consecutive nights now from the hospital to the house, with him as my backseat driver of course. No problems with my driving, but getting in from the gate to the garage is my problem. too many maneuvering needed just to get in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom said you need geometry with driving, but kamusta naman I was never good with angles. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my list of driving problems that i have to master before i can finally be allowed to drive.. ALONE. (and of course, i need to get my  license this February  and attend a refresher's course my mom demanded me to enroll before i can really drive &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;drive&lt;/span&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;to not forget the deactivate the hand brake on start-up. No need to be reminded about it.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. Silly right? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kaya nga naman,&lt;/span&gt; how can i make the car move when the handbrake isn't down? the first two driving sessions with my dad, i forgot about the handbrake and I was wondering why the car won't move. HAHAHA&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;to not forget to turn on the lights also on start up when driving at night. mygahd, how stupid can i get, right? LOL&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;not accelerate when turning. I've done this 3 times when i was having my lessons then once when I drove the the fuego the second time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go  in and out of the garage and the gate, without being coached. like i said, a lot of maneuvering and 'geometry' needed. hehehe I think also the fact that the fuego is a pick up, it's a little bit challenging.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Parking. need i say more?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;So there you go, I really need to get all these right before my parent's even  decide to buy me a car. oh wells. right now, I'm just making the most out of the short trip from the hospital to our house for my driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;+++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BIRTHDAY GREETINGS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 24th Birthday!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ikang (jan 24th) - my sorority sis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/ikangbdAY.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tawi (jan 27th) - my fraternity brod&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/tawibday.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David (jan 27th) - my brother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/davidbday.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy FIRST birthday to Raphaella&lt;br /&gt;(january 30th)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/raphreebday.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll see you on saturday on your party, birthday girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-6894994850776808509?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/6894994850776808509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=6894994850776808509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/6894994850776808509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/6894994850776808509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/01/wednesday-mumbles.html' title='wednesday mumbles.'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-4683050838121061163</id><published>2008-01-23T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T22:31:10.716+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='earning money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nursing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blue scrubs'/><title type='text'>the past few days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I love how my days are spent nowadays. It's not the 'Stay at home the whole' kind of days anymore that I hope will last. A  lot of people would kill for my 'oh so not doing anything everyday' kind of life, but it' will get on your nerves after a month or so, especially if you have a lot of idle moments that makes you think that thing that  has been bothering you for the last few months. Believe me! It's a torture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm still on vacation until further notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Earlier, I got extremely upset on the guy on the blue scrubs. He doesn't have to shrug me off just like that.  He saw me holding that CT scan results for my Dad to read because I couldn't come in coz I wasn't wearing my scrubs. He was the only one in the front desk, didn't  even bother to help me and even aive me the look that ticked me off. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What did I ever do to you, dude?.  &lt;/span&gt;The Nerve!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving lessons ended this afternoon. I can drive a manual car! HAHAHA I'm enrolling for a refresher's course at another company tomorrow. My mom won't allow me to drive a car without going through another course, and because i don't have any car to drive.. yet. I also hope to practice my parking, coz oooohmigaahd, I suck at it. like really suck at it. HAHAHA =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm not sure how many times I've scrubbed in this month, but I'm loving every bit of it. If I'm still completing my OR Scrubs for PRC, I'd be done in just half a month. But, I am not so all this is just for exposure. hehehe I don't mind waking up at 7 for a 8am surgery and going home past 12 after another surgery. But I admit i get lazy sometimes, so I pass out for a particular surgery but there's just something inside the OR.   All for the love of the profession na ba to? hehehe I didn't get to scrub in for the emergency Craniectomy yesterday morning but i get to take photos of the operated brain, instead. Didn't scrub in for the tumor excision (sayang nga, coz posterior fossa din yun) and the VP Shunting 'coz I wasn't feeling it... maybe next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC02592a.jpg" alt="" border="1" /&gt;With the OR Nurses during the Cranio/tumor excision surgery a few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;We didn't have to smile, but we smiled still. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of taking pictures of the OR also. Remember project 2008 #3? I've done some shooting when I'm just there to observe, but my dad keeps on erasing the photos i took using his cam. I'll probably bring Bruce one time an just take pictures inside. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-4683050838121061163?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/4683050838121061163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=4683050838121061163&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/4683050838121061163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/4683050838121061163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/01/past-few-days.html' title='the past few days'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-3320669837058643286</id><published>2008-01-23T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T01:29:58.005+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blue scrubs'/><title type='text'>The Guy on the Blue Scrubs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; ... i know your name, and I have your number.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no no no no. I'm not' gonna stalk you, just because I got it in a stalker-ish way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why will i stalk you..&lt;br /&gt;If  I can pretend that I don't know your name and ask you?&lt;br /&gt;If i  see you in the OR almost every time i scrub in?&lt;br /&gt;If we can talk about the cases at the OR, like the last time when you asked me about the case my dad was going to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's called subtle flirting, my friend. But you wouldn't know that.&lt;br /&gt;'coz I can always say, I just want to be friends with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;( HAHAHA, don't mind me. I'm just giddy!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-3320669837058643286?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/3320669837058643286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=3320669837058643286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/3320669837058643286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/3320669837058643286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/01/guy-on-blue-scrubs.html' title='The Guy on the Blue Scrubs'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-6761222012213840548</id><published>2008-01-20T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T23:13:40.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who am I?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I am a flower quickly fading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Here today and gone tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;A wave tossed in the ocean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;A vapor in the wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Still You hear me when I'm calling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Lord, You catch me when I'm falling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;And You've told me who I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I am Yours, I am Yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/j8axb11ZHu/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/j8axb11ZHu/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-6761222012213840548?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/6761222012213840548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=6761222012213840548&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/6761222012213840548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/6761222012213840548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/01/who-am-i.html' title='Who am I?'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-8018326176387172880</id><published>2008-01-17T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T19:46:36.995+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>Slow thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I sucked at my driving today.  Although no close calls, the engine died on me thrice or so, and it's not because of the clutch, it's the gas this time!! My parking still sucks, and I'm having difficulty with my footworks again. Maybe it's the car.  It wasn't the car I was using for the past 5 sessions. The moment I sat on the seat, everything feels weird. And then the instructor. He wasn't as friendly as the other one.  The only nice thing about this afternoon's driving was driving in small busy streets. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kamusta naman ang mga tricycle at mga bata sa lansangan dba? di mo alam kung tatawid ba o hindi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say hello to another course of Antibiotics. It's not for my asthma this time, some kind of infected wound on my under arm. of all places, the under arm. I really thought it was just a pimple, but yeah it got infected. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Calling all bookworms out there, any recommendations of what books to read? I've finished reading Paolo Coelho's By the river piedra I sat down and wept, which by the way is a very good book! This is part of my to do list for 2008, and also to keep my to brain properly function.. yeknoe, mental stimulation. Being idle, watching tv and going online everyday is slowly killing my brain cells. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Masgrabe pa syang pumatay kesa alcohol eh.&lt;/span&gt; hihihi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ilocos escapade with DJ,a sorority sis, on February! exciting. I hope some other people can come. :P thalia? Tawi? It's time to visit this part of the country!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow morning, i go back to the OR. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-8018326176387172880?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/8018326176387172880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=8018326176387172880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/8018326176387172880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/8018326176387172880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/01/slow-thursday.html' title='Slow thursday'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-8292327516264202659</id><published>2008-01-16T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T16:08:22.972+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nursing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Updates.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;... So mom said that she's gonna buy me the New &lt;a href="http://www.hondaphil.com/crv4wd.htm"&gt;Honda CRV&lt;/a&gt;. Imagine my delight. But recently, some one called at the clinic offering to sell the land beside our backyard, for a relatively cheap price. Aside from the land, we also get the 2-unit apartment currently built on the land. My parents are not big on the real-estate business (but they  plan of having the apartment rented) , but they find it rather practical - So they're gonna buy it. So to cut the story short, the they're gonna use the money to buy the land instead of the car. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and kotse naging apartment!!&lt;/span&gt; waaah. I couldn't blame them of course. My dad at first was hesitant, but eventually he gave in. It's a good investment though. At least, there's a steady source of income every month when they buy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how about my car?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, mader said I'm still gonna get it. I just don't know when.  I'm just gonna wait. who knows, right? So, hat leaves me more time to practice my parking. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to ditch the Aneurysm Case at the OR today.  I've been in and out of the OR since monday (a few times last week too) .  It's not like I don't want to practice and learn more about brain surgery (hahaha, okay, it's more like practicing my skills in the OR), I feel like a nuisance (HAHAHA, whaatttaterm!), yenooe, pampagulo lang. parang nagshashadow lang kasi ako until I get use to the thing around there (ngek, i don't even work there..) . My tasks are limited and I don't feel 'at home' at that OR since I'm not in any way affiliated in that hospital. Iba lang kasi ang feeling, and  I'm so used with the SMC OR set-up, that maski I know I'm good at the OR, mukha pa rin akong first timer. huwwaaat! I don't want to get on the way of the nurses there, territoryo nga naman din nila talaga yun. So eto lang, I'm not going to do it like a everyday thing (kasi naman eh, parang every day na lang my surgery na ginagawa si dada).  every other day, siguro. Basta maka-raket paminsan minsan. hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay, i'm not really baby person, but I miss my niece, Raphaella. kasi naman eh, aliw yung batang yun. My brother brought Mel and Raphee for the weekend to visit. Raphee's getting bigger and noisier. Apparently, she has her own way of conversing. Aside from the usual cries, she has 'lardy lardy' to express herself. She must've thought we understand her. Alien talk ba yan, raphaella  ella ella?  She's turning one this 31st na!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;NLE Updates? no results yet, but I've got another news.  I won't go into details 'coz the reliability of the news is questionable. I don't really know where my classmates are getting all this information! This is the 2nd news that has been circulating.  Let's just hope it'll not cause more delay on the release of the results.  God Bless us all. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.hondaphil.com/crv4wd.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-8292327516264202659?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/8292327516264202659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=8292327516264202659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/8292327516264202659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/8292327516264202659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/01/updates.html' title='Updates.'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-5848990273291593171</id><published>2008-01-16T04:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T09:52:54.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The world's thinnest Notebook</title><content type='html'> &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/R41iTQoKCC4AAALtU1E1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.wubberducky.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R41iTQoKCC4AAALtU1E1/gallery-big-01.jpg?et=9gR0aia2WOpLrMjmTJeL0A&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://store.apple.com/1-800-MY-APPLE/WebObjects/AppleStore.woa/wa/RSLID?nnmm=browse&amp;Email_PageName=AOS-AM-MW1-Cons&amp;Email_OID=186784&amp;cp=116474&amp;cid=AOS-AM-116474-C0004972-A10000085922&amp;sr=em&amp;node=home/shop_mac/family/macbook_air"&gt;the new Macbook Air&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;*drools*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;it perfectly matches my iPod classic!&lt;br&gt;I want one! but, kamusta naman, it's $1790!!&lt;br&gt;so much for tech lust.. :(&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/R41iTQoKCC4AAALtU1E1"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-5848990273291593171?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/5848990273291593171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=5848990273291593171&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/5848990273291593171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/5848990273291593171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/01/world-thinnest-notebook.html' title='The world&amp;#39;s thinnest Notebook'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-6029614962684404521</id><published>2008-01-09T20:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T11:22:40.081+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nursing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='board exam'/><title type='text'>The agony of Waiting</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I just talked to Ma'am Bustillo and she told me that Dr. Abaquin just called Dr. Sinda telling her that this last week of february pa ma-out. Murag March na jud ang Pinning - heny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;... so the waiting continues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As much as I want to believe that the results will be out on the last week of January to the first week of february as what has been circulating in the web. i believe, I have the most reliable source . You see, our Dean, Dr. Sinda, is the technical chair for Nursing Education in the CHED, and she 'rubs elbows' with the BON regularly and Dr. Abaquin is the chair of the BON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then just now, I received this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Guys, this is ****** *******. Sorry about the message forwarded about the pinning and results thingy. It wasn't intended for forwarding purposes. It was a private message from Heny for me ra unta it was circulated na. Di pa sure jud and date for the release of results. My apology to you and also heny. Just keep posted for the results. God Bless us all.&lt;/blockquote&gt;can i just scream?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="entry-body"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ano ba talaga?!?!? but then, even if it was supposed to be a private message, and it if it was true that the BON chair herself told our dean that, then it could be true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh my! the agony of waiting. Do you know how agonizing it is to wait for the results that should have been out 2 weeks after the exam was taken but due to the high number of board takers it takes  longer. The June '07 NLE results was released 2 months after, so does that mean the Dec '07 NLE results will also be released 2 months after? Night after night and those idle moments i spent since I came back from Cebu (the first few days, i was too numb to even care about the results) all I could think of is, *ding* *ding* *ding* the outcome of the exam. The Ultimate question of "Did I pass?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because really, It's hard to rate how I performed in the exam. With that type of questions, choices and possible answers, i can't really tell - it's hard to tell. It's somewhere between hard and easy and I  don't really know if chose the right answers from the choices. 'coz even if I used elimination, I was still stuck with 2 possible correct answers. 50/50 as they say. There were  items that I had no idea about so I went with my gut feeling and just shade what i think is the right one.   And then another thing that is freaking me out right now is that I've changed some of answers.  I just couldn't also help myself from erasing.  yes, i've been told a million times to never change your answers unless your really sure, but I just had to erase. Implications of doing such? the machine may invalidate your answers because of the unnecessary marks . See? What if I fail because of technicalities? wwwwwwaaaaaah! the possibilities of failing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. and without the results, I can't move, like I'm stuck here because my future is still uncertain. I can't plan ahead and think about my future because everything largely depends on the results.  Pass or Fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ewan, part of me wants the results to come out already and part of me wants otherwise just because of the possibilities. But I also want all the waiting to be over. I just don't know If I'm ready for the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i guess, we don't really know when the results will be released. I just hope it's worth the wait. God Bless us all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-6029614962684404521?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/6029614962684404521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=6029614962684404521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/6029614962684404521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/6029614962684404521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/01/agony-of-waiting_960.html' title='The agony of Waiting'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-5149238469534171288</id><published>2008-01-08T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T18:11:45.229+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shutter crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>Project 2008 #4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yesterday, I was scanning some pictures from my graduation day last March. these pictures were from my dad's camera that he accidentally deleted after having it printed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;..and then while doing so,  I thought of the What if? The Ultimate what if question that is surely and downright upsetting - &lt;strong&gt; What If I lose those digital pictures?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;it's like losing really valuable. I can't afford to lose those precious pictures!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So earlier, I was rummaging through the cds where I saved my pictures to choose the pics I'll have someday printed, Lo and behold, One CD was missing and another CD with nothing inside. And what's more upsetting is, aside from the reasons above, those pictures were the December - April pictures.&lt;br /&gt;RECAP:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;DECEMBER: '02 get together, christmas lunch, Scuba Diving in Anilao, Batangas, etc..&lt;br /&gt;JANUARY- APRIL: Graduation, seniors night, my scuba dive experience, h2 pictures, nursing week, research defense pictures, our tai chi stills, phs pictures and among others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Fortunately enough though, I have them on my Multiply (THAAAANNKKS, MULTIPLY!), so i didn't completely lose all of them. But now I don't have any other choice but to copy all those pictures to my computer and have them printed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So now i have thousaaaaaands of pictures to print. That's about 3 years worth of pictures so Imagine how many they are. I'm not gonna print them all. I'm going to choose those that are decent and good enough that are worth of my money. heheehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I don't think it's a waste of money to have thousands of pictures printed, believe me. 'cause really now, those are the moments money can't even buy. So i don't mind shelling out money for it. and Besides, I know some people are willing to help me with this project. (wink wink!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As of writing, I've managed to copy all the pictures under my Graduation album, all in original sizes. God knows how many pictures I still have to copy. Let's join forces people, help me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Starting this year also, I'm making sure to have all digital pictures from future events printed as soon as i can and put them on photo albums. Old school, i know. But, I'm old school, so I'm cool like that! HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-5149238469534171288?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/5149238469534171288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=5149238469534171288&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/5149238469534171288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/5149238469534171288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/01/project-2008-4_08.html' title='Project 2008 #4'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-8868422130355446399</id><published>2008-01-04T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T18:13:36.112+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>the TO DO list for 2008</title><content type='html'>Aside from those found on my &lt;a href="http://www.43things.com/person/rainbowrockets"&gt;43things&lt;/a&gt; (go see my side bar), I have a list of more realistic things that  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I HAVE TO DO&lt;/span&gt; for the remaining 362 days of 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'm already enrolled to a driving school but i haven't started it yet 'coz I don't have my student's permit yet. I was at the LTO yesterday and got the form. I filled up the form and we went home. There was a lot of people and my mom was becoming restless so I'm going back tuesday morning instead to finally process the permit. Once I get the SP, I can start with the lessons. yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Take more pictures. Still on going, as usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Project 2008 #1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually started this one in 2004. it's a collection of self taken pics of thyself. heheehee vain much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Project 2008 #2 - Have a picture taken with a friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started this one last year after realizing that it was my last few months before I finally graduate from college. I'm sorting the pictures yet from last year and later on have it printed. It looks something like this.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/Untitled-2.jpg" alt="" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Project 2008 #3 - Photography stuffs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't able to take a lot of pictures  last year. I was busy for the first half of the year with college and graduation. By the 2nd half, I was busy with the review and making the most out of my stay in Dgte and forgot about this one. I wasn't able to go around as well. i was planning on taking pictures of the silliman campus but, with the buildings sprouting out of no where, the campus wasn't as beautiful as it was when I first stepped in Silliman.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Earn Money and save up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sideline or a part time job, but not like a permanent job... yet. So Mother dearest proposed something a few days ago while I wait for the result of the NLE. Instead of giving me my allowance (actually i wasn't expecting to receive allowance anymore), she asked me if I want to scrub in and get 2.5% of my dad's PF when he performs surgery. 2.5% = 1000Php /2000php. I don't have to do a lot, and considering i'm free all the time, why not? But yeah, I feel like my mom just wants me to do this coz it's much cheaper than giving me the monthly money. FINEE!! It's earning my own allowance!! Now with regards to getting a job? well, not yet. maybe next year. HAHAHA ironic enough though, I signed up at &lt;a href="http://jobstreet.com/"&gt;Jobstreet&lt;/a&gt;. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Travel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;within the philippines or outside the philippines. I've been deprived of leisure travel for the past 3 years because of school. So maybe now that school is out of my way, i can go anywhere i want to. I just need the money. heehee anyone wanna take me on their vacation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Read&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a 'reading is my hobby' person, so I want to put this on my list. Actually, I want to read my nursing books (for real, yo!), but I'm not gonna start yet until the results are out. Call me a geek, but ever since my IP and my hospital confinement, I've never been this interested with Nursing... and I'm not just saying this.. I mean it!. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shed off some pounds.. so i can have a total head-to-toe overhaul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family has a subtle way of saying to me that I've gotten fat. (oh my!) by telling me to go to the gym or drink the tea I drink every night, you can drink it twice (to quote my mom).  It's not like i'm too&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Manhid&lt;/span&gt; to feel that i've gained some weight ever since I came home, im just too lazy. DENIAAAAL! hahaha. But yeah, I' already started with my   &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;modified Siopao diet (Siopao and C2 for lunch)&lt;/span&gt; i had back in college.  it's basically, eating less and becoming more active.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blog more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'm more comfortable in blogging at my LJ,so if this blog isn't updated frequently, then I'm probably back blogging on my LJ. Okay, so the purpose of blogging more often, along with #2  is for memory sake. I'm the kind of person who likes to look back, so I'm doing this for the sole purpose of it. It's fun looking back at old blog entries and pictures, right? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-8868422130355446399?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/8868422130355446399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=8868422130355446399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/8868422130355446399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/8868422130355446399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/01/to-do-list-for-2008.html' title='the TO DO list for 2008'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-5944053180201324813</id><published>2008-01-01T02:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T14:17:08.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Year : 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This year, is gonna be incredible&lt;br /&gt;This year, is gonna be the one&lt;br /&gt;All the planets are lining up for me&lt;br /&gt;This year, I'm gonna have fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, I'll paint my masterpiece&lt;br /&gt;This year, I'll be recognized&lt;br /&gt;I can feel like I'll fall in love for real&lt;br /&gt;This year, this year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January, I'll learn to fly&lt;br /&gt;February, love's gonna find me&lt;br /&gt;March, April, May, I'll get carried away&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, I'll reach the pinnacle&lt;br /&gt;This year, I'll get to the top&lt;br /&gt;People will ask where she get that energy&lt;br /&gt;This year, I'm never gonna stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January, I'll learn to fly&lt;br /&gt;February, love's gonna find me&lt;br /&gt;March, April, May, I'll get carried away&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh, oh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- This Year by Chantal Kreviazuk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year, I told myself I'm making 2007 my year. I can't really say that 2007 was indeed my year. So many ups and downs and twists and turns throughout the year and I'm just so glad that i survived in one piece. It wasn't easy but, I got through it. And I'm thanking those who became part of my 2007, 'coz they rocked my world, yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, this is going to be my mantra: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Vive bene, spesso l'amore, di risata molto"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Live well, love much, laugh often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;it says it all. i think it takes all the stresses and worries away.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So what to expect for 2008? I'm not really sure, i just hope everything will be okay. But yeah, the song above says it all. whatever happens, this year,  is gonna be incredible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's to the 366 days of 2008!&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-5944053180201324813?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/5944053180201324813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=5944053180201324813&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/5944053180201324813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/5944053180201324813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/01/this-year-2008.html' title='This Year : 2008'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-804422698181258662</id><published>2007-12-27T19:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T11:27:32.283+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surveys'/><title type='text'>Year End Report</title><content type='html'>A lot has happened in 2007 and I can't really say that it's my best year so far. I'm afraid that if I say that I love love 2007, tables may turn around 360 for me in 2008 and become miserable for the whole year. Lord, I hope not.  Let's just  say,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; it's been better&lt;/span&gt;. Not all of you may know, but 2006 was not the most kind year  for me and I was just so excited for 2007 to begin, to have a fresh start. Now that 2007 has passed and we're about to usher in 2008, I am not gonna say I don't want for 2007 to end just yet just because it was a Okay, semi- Happy year for me., but yeah like i said, it's been better.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007 was a transitional year for me. from being a student to finally finishing school, to preparing and taking the biggest exam of a student to waiting for the results, to being in a city where I've spent most of time for more than 4 years to finally leaving the place and everything in it - the lifestyle and the people. I'm still adjusting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling a little uncertain about the new year and I don't want expect a lot   for the new year. One thing I learned over the years is to not expect anything,  and I just like being spontaneous, y'know, just let things happen. It's less stressful.  I just know theres going to be a lot of major and drastic changes in 2008 . I just don't know what it is yet.  Bring it on.. but please be kind to me, 2008. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now that 2007 is about to end, let's have a recap shall we? I have another set of year-end survey that I'd like to answer.. maybe next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; What did you do in 2007 that you'd never done before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Read a lot, and i mean A LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT. I swear, i think I've done more reading in a month than in my whole college year. HAHA okay, exaggerated na masyado.&lt;br /&gt;2. Get Hospitalized. really, first time to get admitted, first time to get hooked up on an IV.&lt;br /&gt;3. assist on craniotomy operation and get paid for it.&lt;br /&gt;4.  do a General ward Class at the SU Hall infront of more or less 200 batchmates. talk about humiliating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Did you keep your new years' resolutions, and will you make more for next year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember I wanted to make one for 2007, well something similar. It was a 'What to do in 2007' list but i don't think I was able to put it on writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Did anyone close to you give birth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brother's gf gave birth to Raphaella,  and  a friend from high school, Erica, also gave birth in 2007. But we're not close, so this does not really answer the question. I just want to share. hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Did anyone close to you die?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; What countries did you visit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None since 2004. I've missed 3 US trips because of school. All trips were scheduled on the sembreak, but because it's impossible to have a sembreak with SUCN, i couldn't come.  There was this supposed Italy trip last June but it didn't push through. Next year, there's this Florida trip and I hope I can finally go before my US Visa expires on 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; What would you like to have in 2008 that you lacked in 2007?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; a career, licenses, a well deserved vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; What date(s) from 2007 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. March 25, 2007 - the Graduation that I thought I will never be part of. I was told at the start of the second semester that I will not be able to join my batchmates for graduation because of some problems with my college. I bought my plane ticket for Manila scheduled on the morning of the graduation, a day after i bought my ticket, my C.I. called me up and told me that I'm gonna graduate. Yey!&lt;br /&gt;2. April 26, 2007 - a day before my birthday. Someone barged and forced open my room and got my toys (my laptop, my n70, my nokia 7610 and the Pearl earrings my mom gave me) while I was at the library working on my casebook(it was 80% done and I had to do it from scratch - all 80+ pages of it- because I didn't save it in my flash disk).&lt;br /&gt;3. May 8, 2007 - when Ate Barbie and i had to do a ward class each at the Silliman Hall infront of 200 batch mates. I never looked at the SU Hall the same ever again. the only good thing about it is I kicked Cabatit's butt and hit her ego. Ha!&lt;br /&gt;4. December 1-2, 2007 - the 'Make it or Break it'  exam to jumpstart my nursing career - the December 2007 NLE, that up to now, i'm still waiting for the results. oh the agony!&lt;br /&gt;5. December 13, 2007 - After more than four years in Dummyville, I left for good.  It's just different. I know I'm going to go back and visit the place but it will never be the same ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  What was your biggest achievement of the year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Graduating and getting a BSN Degree.&lt;br /&gt;2. Finishing my last semester in college with 3 and above grades except for N105 (i got a 2.8, but it's ok) in all my classes. I was carrying 29 units ( 5 majors and my Phil litt class under Sir Aquino) at the same time trying to come up with 100 hours of Campus Work.  In your face LEVEL COORDINATORS, IN YOUR FACE!!!&lt;br /&gt;3.  Aced my IP Case presentation eventhough I had to start my paper all over again from scratch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; What was your biggest failure?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure, I can't really tell yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Did you suffer illness or injury?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, i did. In a span of 3 months, I was in and out of the ER, had 3 courses of Antibiotics and 2 courses of oral steriods. In August, I was admitted for Acute Bronchitis, Bronchial Asthma,  Acute Exacerbation, I was in the &lt;a href="http://wubberducky.multiply.com/photos/album/220/Princess_Jemmie_was_sick"&gt;hospital for 3 days&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; that's why you can't &lt;a href="http://wubberducky.multiply.com/photos/album/219/TNT_After_Party"&gt;go on a bonding&lt;/a&gt; and stay up late when your sick.  &lt;/span&gt;My Asthma and allergic rhinitis attacked all year round. It's debilitating..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  What was the best thing you bought?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting a remote control for Bruce one of these days, so that's probably it. I can't afford a lens for bruce yet, so I'm gonna go with the remote control first. I'm using the money i earned from assisting, so that makes it extra special. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  Whose behavior merited celebration?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tawi, thalia, Joel and Karl. Tawi, Thalia and Joel because they made my last months in Dgte worthwhile. and Karl, because he became a 'Gentleman' after the robbing incident, now that's what you call a Brod. . basta, na-appreciate ko everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't spill, mahirap na magsalita. ang issues, ang issues!!! HAHAHAH :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Where did most of your money go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than food and my other necessities, well theres my  reviewers, reviewers and more reviewers.  I have around 4 of the 7 or so of the Lippincott Review Series and four more reviewers/books that I used for the review. And I read them from cover to cover TWICE, except for one.Then there's also the photocopied and printed review materials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What did you get really, really, really excited about?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. finishing my OR and DR Scrubs earlier than the rest (well most of them anyway) of the batch. I was done by June.&lt;br /&gt;2. a replacement laptop and my ipod classic (another replacement for my old ipod).&lt;br /&gt;3.  to be able to join my batch mates in the Graduation Ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;4. a 3+ grade on my IP. I got a 3.4 and I was under Ma'am G! The highest grade I got for a Major, ever!. Yay! remaking that case pres was all worth it!&lt;br /&gt;5. Smooth-sailing filing at PRC. I really thought I'd encounter problems 'coz I've always been a jinxed in stuffs like those.&lt;br /&gt;6.  my BSN degree, i worked hard for it, and that's one thing you can never ever take  away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; What song will always remind you of 2007?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  Compared to this time last year, are you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- happier or sadder?  happier&lt;br /&gt;- richer or poorer?  richer even the pseudo-independent state from the parents. I have a 5 digit money on my savings account, i just checked today.&lt;br /&gt;- thinner or fatter?  fatter, every  year I get fat. I really need to lose all these flabs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; What do you wish you'd done more of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more bondings. took a whole lot of pictures.  blog regularly (haha, really, i think i made a list of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what to do for 2007 &lt;/span&gt; and blogging regularly was one of them).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; What do you wish you'd done less of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cry and whine.  think negative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; How did you spend the holidays?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas day was spent at home with the family, and then we had seafoods for dinner and Coffee afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Did you fall in love in 2007?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember. Hahaha I don't think so. Nagka-crush with someone but, hellow, source of entertainment  lang yun noh! Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; How many one-night stands?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;none, i'm not that kind of girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  What was your favorite TV program?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grey's Anatomy, still. and Entertainment Tonight and The Insider. I found myself watching those 2 shows every day for the past 8 months. American showbiz can be really interesting. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Do you hate anyone now that you didn't hate this time last year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still do. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Asst. Professor Florenda Cabatit, &lt;/span&gt;just because of what she did.  i swear i will never ever forgive her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What was the best book you read?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not read anything non-nursing related.  Call me a geek, but I love love love my Med-surg study guide book - the one by Udan. I'm a fan of Med-surg so, that'll be my favorite. I just wished I used that book when i was still in college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What was your favorite film of this year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing in particular. I wasn't big on the whole watching a movie this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent my birthday sulking over he robbing incident, My mom flew in that morning for some moral upliftment and for helping me look for a place to stay until December. I ended up staying in a hotel for  8 months. That night, I also started remaking my paper coz it was supposed to be due sometime that week. If it didn't happen, my plan was to have a Kiddie Party at Mcdo. For real! i already inquired but it was kinda pricey so I just asked for money so I can treat dinner for the brods and sis. but it happened, so.. it was a sad birthday. I turned 22 by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2006?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shirts, capri pants/ pants and flip flops. I was that laid back. I went to school (coz I took Botany and Mandarin and later on dropped it) and the review with that attire. No more 'you can't wear any other shirts other than white or your nursing shirt' and 'no flip flops on nursing classes' rule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What kept you sane?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BONDINGS, because  studying 24/7 and not doing anything is so stressful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etonline.com/yir2007/2007/12/55275/index.html"&gt;Anna Nichole's Death&lt;/a&gt;. Paris Hilton's Jailtime. Dannylnn's First Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What political issue stirred you the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one topic i try to avoid. I hate politics. I hate how Filipino Politicians are so selfish and how they like to make issues about each other instead of focusing on the country's problems, like Population for example, or economy. Everyday the news is issues about themselves. sheesh, stop it already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Whom did you miss?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too many people to mention, mostly dumaguete people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2007.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relax and don't stress to much. Stop Worrying and be Happy!!!&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is a Choice &lt;-  hahaha I have to thank and Quote Ma'am G for this.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wishing everyone a HappyNew Year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Let's not forget to thank the Lord for the Wonderful 2007!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Hugs for Everyone*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cheers for 2008!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-804422698181258662?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/804422698181258662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=804422698181258662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/804422698181258662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/804422698181258662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2007/12/year-end-report.html' title='Year End Report'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-7338034529672886909</id><published>2007-12-26T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T23:27:59.098+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='high school'/><title type='text'>5 years</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/hs.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/hs.jpg" align="middle" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ESDC CLASS 2002 (well, approx 1/4 of it)&lt;br /&gt;Quattro Grill, December 22, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People say high school was the best, although I think otherwise, it's still fun to be reunited with these people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5 years. It's been 5 longs years since high school and a lot has definitely changed. We have married batchmates with and without kids, unmarried batchmates with kids, still single batchmates, working professionals, professional bums, post graduate studes ( law, medicine, masterals) and etc. OMG, we're all grown up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We weren't complete but it was nice seeing and catching up with the people I haven't seen since our graduation.  Kudos to Honey for calling the people together, we should definitely do this again, after christmas, perhaps? I hope more people can come too! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/hshs.jpg" alt="" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-7338034529672886909?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/7338034529672886909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=7338034529672886909&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/7338034529672886909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/7338034529672886909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2007/12/5-years.html' title='5 years'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-6019663572925636506</id><published>2007-12-24T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T12:58:50.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;       It's a few minutes before the 25th, and honestly, I'm not feeling the christmas spirit yet. The only trace of Christmas in this household are the gifts given by my parent's friends and colleagues that has filled our ref since the holidays started. The last time our christmas tree was put up was 3-4 years ago (actually i lost count), and there is no single christmas decor displayed in the whole house. But we all know it's not all about the Christmas trees or the santa claus or the gifts, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So while I was watching TV with my mom earlier at the attic, I went out to the balcony and looked up in sky and greeted Jesus a Happy Birthday, and then i came back inside. 'coz really, that's the very essence of this occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, as expected, the supposed Noche Buena was eaten as a late dinner at 10PM this evening, instead of the traditional 12 midnight. Somehow, this has been the practice in this household for the past 4 years  The Medya Noche on New Year's Day is also done before the 1st, so by the time the clock hits 12 were infront of the TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only one missing in the family is my brother, David,  who has been spending  his Christmas since last year somewhere in Europe. My other brother came home around 10PM this evening, which actually explains why we ate early. Too bad he didn't bring Mel and Raphaella with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've not done any christmas shopping so I had nothing to give to the family. I feel bad not being able to give something and receiving something from them. I was thinking of doing something more personalized but I never got to work on it these past few days. too lazy to do it. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got nothing more to say, except for a big fat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; background-color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;Merry Christmas everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-6019663572925636506?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/6019663572925636506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=6019663572925636506&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/6019663572925636506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/6019663572925636506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-eve.html' title='Christmas Eve'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-7515486707908626559</id><published>2007-12-21T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T17:52:27.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bullets.. and more bullets</title><content type='html'>Let's just say, all these nothingness has affected my brain in it's ability to come up with a paragraph like entry, i'm gonna go with the every trusty bullets just to fill this blog with updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;4 days before christmas... and I think I'm the only person who haven't done any christmas shopping yet. as in &lt;u&gt;na-da.&lt;/u&gt;   I haven't received any Christmas gift as well. I'm not expecting to receive any and I'm not complaining.  There's &lt;b&gt;only one thing&lt;/b&gt; I want for Christmas. I've also attended only one christmas party and thats only because my dad wanted me to tagged along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm cleaning my email, I have about 8000 messages on my inbox with about 7000+ unread messages before i started deleting today. I've accumulated all those email since 2004 because I had no time to read and delete everything. out of that number, let just say about 50 emails are personal since I signed up and the rest are forwards, notifications, activation emails and email messages from the egroups that aren't for me. So far i still have around 6500 to delete to get to get a &lt;b&gt;You have 0 new messages notification &lt;/b&gt;when i open my yahoo account. I don't know when I'll be able to attain that goal, but you see, I'm thaaaaat bored so maybe i'll be done with my email cleaning anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I got to scrub in again the other day. Didn't get to assist in the surgery, but I was preparing the cottonoids instead. Lucky student nurses on duty got the case without having to scrub in. so unfair, but then again, it's their lost. I really think i should brush up on those surgical instruments again - the basic instruments, they're okay, but God knows how many kinds of surgical instruments are there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;'02 get together tomorrow night. It's a yearly thing we usually do during christmas vacation when mostly everyone is back home from school and work. Only a few people usually comes, like  10-20 people, so it's not really a whole batch thing. it's usually just a spontaneous bonding 'coz nobody really likes to organize a reunion. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mom's bugging me to take driving lessons already. She said I can use my sister's car when she goes back to Manila for her residency. HAHA! Not that i don't want to learn how to drive, I'm just to lazy to get and process a student's permit. I'm such a Loser, I'm 22  with a college degree but does not no how to drive.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-7515486707908626559?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/7515486707908626559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=7515486707908626559&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/7515486707908626559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/7515486707908626559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2007/12/bullets-and-more-bullets.html' title='Bullets.. and more bullets'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-83538116828769193</id><published>2007-12-21T13:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T11:25:10.626+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='board exam'/><title type='text'>Christmas Wishlist</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;one thing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;... to get that RN title.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all i want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-83538116828769193?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/83538116828769193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=83538116828769193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/83538116828769193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/83538116828769193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-wishlist.html' title='Christmas Wishlist'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-510209619283680916</id><published>2007-12-18T12:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T11:44:23.707+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nursing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='board exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phs'/><title type='text'>the life in cebu for two weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;From July to December, although not religiously done, all we did was review and comply for our prc requirements. For three months, we had our in-house review in school with the faculty serving   as our reviewers.  We had a 2 week break and then we were back for another intensive review. This time in Cebu.  It's a 'tradition' for SUCN board takers to be housed in Cebu for 2 weeks before the board exam so the students can adjust to the new environment and get ready without any other distractions for the board exam. The distraction part, i don't know. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/cendet.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/cendet.jpg" alt="" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CENDET was the place to be.  This is where 100+ ladies of the batch stayed for our 2-week stay in Cebu. The rest of the batch stayed in Ecotech. They had the best view, but we had the best (and overflowing) food. HAHAHA CENDET was in the city so everything was accessible - Robinson's, Mcdo, Jollibee and the others can we reached by foot. SM is around 15 minute taxi ride away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/1_115822335l.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/1_115822335l.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day of the Cendet Girls start early, usually at 6- 6:30 AM daily for the Devotion. It's not required for everyone to join, but a number of girls usually get up for this one. I missed around 2 devotions because I was late and I didn't want to have a grand entrance with my PJs on. HAHA. It's always nice to start the day with a devotion, it keeps you relax, positive and ready for the whole day of studying, and among other things. hehehe. The last devotion (dec 1st) was held in the evening, and Pastor Haniel was there as our special guest. And he let us do some stuffs, which explains the picture above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC06879.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC06879.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because our days usually start early and ends late,  my room mates and I usually squished in some sleeping time through out the day. Sometimes  we can't help but fall asleep while 'studying'. Usually after breakfast and then we sleep again, and then again after lunch. Baboy syndrome it is! Then we hit the books again, pretending to study.  Sometimes I also squished in some movie / tv series viewing time on my iPod when I have to rest my brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/IMG_2549.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/IMG_2549.jpg" alt="" border="1" height="200" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the first week, my two room mates spent mostly of their time trying to settle in by going to Ayala or SM to buy their 'needed' things a.k.a. shopping.  and then Tanya, one of my room mates, started to become anxious one night  and started to write some important stuffs on manila papers and posted 'em on our wall.  I have some stuffs posted on my side of the room but they were just on small writing pad papers just like the those on that wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC02813.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC02813.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from studying on our own and staring on that wall  the whole day, the first few days we also  had to attend some  make-up sessions for the review to discuss the answers from our comprehensive exams. Ma'am Etea for Nursing Law, Ma'am Turtal for CHN, Ma'am Galvez for MCH and Pharma,  Ma'am Cabatit for  psych Nursing and Ma'am Guino-o for Med-Surg, Nursing Theories and Testmanship. Our free time were spent doing self-review.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/IMG_2546.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/IMG_2546.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following week, we had another activity - Relaxation and Wellness Activity, which was facilitated by Ate Wee, our Guidance Couselor and Ma'am Pyponco. It was a few days before the board exam so some of the Cendet girls preferred to ditch that activity, which was sad because  they could have enjoyed the activity as much as those who attended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;      &lt;img alt="" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/wellness.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/wellness.jpg" border="1" height="118" width="177" /&gt; &lt;img alt="" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/IMG_2470.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/IMG_2470.jpg" border="1" /&gt;   &lt;img alt="" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/IMG_2517.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/IMG_2517.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The amoeba walk has got to be my most favorite. We were all laughing while doing a  synchronized walk around the auditorium so the masking tape around us won't break or else we have to start all over again.  We also had to act out and show a particular scene. We had to do three - a happy family, a scene from the review and a scene from PRC during filing. At the end of the race (the amoeba walk and the longest line), we had to solve a puzzle.  And that was our goal - a 100% Passing rate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC06899.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC06899.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of our Cebu Itinerary was the Devotion at Bradford Church which was held a day before the board exam.  It started late because Dr. Sinda, being the ever dynamic dean that she is, came in late because she just got in from Manila. This  was the first time the batch were together again. Some of the fourth year faculty we're also there with us. As usual, Dr. S. challenged us to get that 100% passing rate. We used to think that college just want that for recognition and all, but then we realized "hey!, we wouldn't want one of our batchmates to fail, do we?"  we all came there to pass, and that's what we have to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/card.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/card.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the Devotion was going on, a card from our teachers was being passed around. It was so touching.&lt;strike&gt; They've really been supportive since Day 1.&lt;/strike&gt;  And It's nice to know that the whole Silliman community, not only our college   were praying for the success of our Board Exam.  Dr. Sinda  relayed that do us during her talk, and we were all touched by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC06947.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC06947.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After the devotion and the little treat Dr. S gave us (free ice cream for all!), we went Test Center-hopping. People who's family names starts from A to J (I'm not quite sure HAHAHA) were assigned in the University of Cebu-Banilad. TK and I were room mates with Jasmine and Mabelle (also our batchmates). We were at the 6th floor. Imagine that.  There were elevators on the building but we can't use that on the exam day because the PRC people are the only who could use it. The rest of the day, was spent relaxing (or worrying for the next day!). I had anxiety attacks the night before but I decided to play it cool..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC06963.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC06963.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DAY 1. Test I, II and III&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another early day for our anxious selves.  Before heading to our respective rides for our respective testing centers, Pastor Hanial gave us a inspiratory message, y'know, just to keep us relaxed for the exam. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kaya nga naman&lt;/span&gt;, it's not because we had our pencils blessed by the priest, but it's because we have faith that we're gonna make it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many Nursing Research, leadership and Management questions. Nursing research was fairly easy considering that 80% of our batch (me included) had to retake research one during senior year because of a 'suspected" anomaly in coming up of our grades. CHN and MCH has got to the the most far-out of them all. Test IV was alright, but I'm quite not sure with the outcome.  I swear, after test I and II, I already needed some moral upliftment. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to quote ma'am G: &lt;i&gt;"Choosing is easy, so shade lang ng shade!"&lt;/i&gt; .  oo nga ma'am madali lng, but to choose the right answer between two similar choices is the hardest part. HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My room mates and I didn't bother to remove the manila papers on our wall because nothing came out, so we didn't get discouraged that we choose the wrong answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC06975.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC06975.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Day 2. Test  III and Test V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, nabuhayan kami lahat. Test III we're mostly composed of Pain and Periop Concepts so  it was relatively okay for the most parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Test V was funny. Confusing because it being mostly psych nursing, but I'm sure we handled it fairly.  And there was Nicanor. the ever famous patient who suddenly shouted and the nurse ( you have to choose the best response of the nurse and we believe that the following phrase is the right answer!) retorted with a "Oo! galit ka sa nurse pero hindi ibig sabihin non kelangan mong sumigaw.." I was laughing at this one when I was answering it. HAHAHA &lt;i&gt;Grabe rin ang hirit ng BON noh?&lt;/i&gt; hahaha . Oh yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/circle.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/circle.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just before we left the school premises, all of us formed a circle - to pray. To thank God for everything-  For letting us reach that far, for taking away our anxieties and worries,  for everything he has done for us as we prepared for the board exam. . Because really, without HIM, we wouldn't reach that far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/paseo2-1.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/paseo2-1.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now that the exam's over, it was time to paaaaaaaaaaaarrrtaaaaay! As planned, Tawi and Joel went to cebu to celebrate the comeback of our social lives, so Paseo was the place to be. Most of batchmates were at Eastwest but group by group  they started to flock Paseo. We we're just a little bit early. I was supposed to be a Morning the Night bonding, but I was left with no energy by 3am so I joined Monique and the rest on their way back to Cendet. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That same day, a bunch of us planned to go back dumaguete through the 10PM boat, while waiting, TK, anne and I spent the whole day at SM for some much deserved shopping spree. Yay! We arrived in the morning and retired to bed to regain our lost energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-510209619283680916?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/510209619283680916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=510209619283680916&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/510209619283680916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/510209619283680916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2007/12/life-in-cebu-for-two-weeks.html' title='the life in cebu for two weeks'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-6546065861128133603</id><published>2007-12-17T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T11:43:50.982+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='earning money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nursing'/><title type='text'>Sideline</title><content type='html'>Back in college, the only things i can do when I'm on duty at the OR was prepare and hand the instruments needed by the surgeon when I'm scrubbed in, or prepare the OR for the next surgery. Whenever I'm back home, I used to just observe from a distance whenever I tag along to my dad when ever he performs a  surgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but last night, last night was different...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/12172007180a.jpg" alt="" border="1" height="286" width="215" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got to scrub in, alright&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;I actually got paid for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no, it wasn't just the  regular, &lt;i&gt;"Doc, here's the clamp u need, or the metz or the alice"&lt;/i&gt;, the nurses did that. I was assisting - i did the clamping, the cutting, the suctioning and all the sorts. Sure, it was just like assisting in a minor case, but i felt like i did more than what a nurse was supposed to do - and I'm not even a RN yet (Im getting there!!). It was a relatively easy case - Chronic Subdural Hematoma, so a craniotomy was done. In one hour, we were done and I earned my first paycheck! It was that easy. HAHAHA.  I was actually quite hesitant to come when my mom said I can scrub in, but I realized, what do I have to lose, right? and Besides I needed the money . I was in it for the money, uhmm well not entirely. hahaha I can't wait for the next surgery. Think of the money I'm gonna make from this - and all i actually have to do is &lt;u&gt;stand there.&lt;/u&gt; HAHAHA Love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the surgery, I got questions from the doctors If I have plans of proceeding to medicine - I do. But right now, I'm leaning more into  nursing. No, its not because of the  oppurtunities abroad, I have more meaningful reasons beyond the big green bucks. I have a whole lot of plans for this career, a MS perhaps. Sure, why not. although I really think I will not do very well in the world of the Academe. HAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-6546065861128133603?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/6546065861128133603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=6546065861128133603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/6546065861128133603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/6546065861128133603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2007/12/sideline.html' title='Sideline'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-6219449407588018817</id><published>2007-12-13T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T22:01:12.696+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phs'/><title type='text'>the last hurrah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/plane.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/plane.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't picture myself leaving just like that - I expected a lot of crying and hugging. Y'know, the typical scenario you'll see when somebody leaves. But no, there wasn't any crying or hugging at all. No trace of tears, not even sadness. The feeling, didn't feel right. I mean, I was leaving for &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt; and it felt like I was just going home for a vacation. (well, maybe thats a good a thing.) Tawi was right, it's not because of the distance - not because we won't be just a text away and boom we're at memento or el amigo or minimik to kill time, It's because of what we have - that special relationship we have. and besides, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm definitely coming  back, I just don't know when. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q*#(&amp;amp;$(&amp;amp;#Q(*#&amp;amp; STOP THE DRAMA. Here's the reason why there wasn't any crying and hugging:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC07092.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC07092.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tawi, Thalia and Joel were still sleeping while I was already at the Airport because we spent the whole night drinking and having fun at El Amigo and didn't go home until around 5 AM today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We started late already because thalia and joel fell asleep after our early dinner at Don Roberto's after watching a movie that afternoon, and Tawi with DJ was crashing the Doctor's Christmas Party and I was busy hanging out at Sheena's Room at the hotel while helping her fold and wrap her clean gloves. I almost thought I'd be stuck in my room that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/sisterlove.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/sisterlove.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;DJ joined us at el amigo after the party with her work mates and 'the doctor' who paid for more or less 20 bottles of Red Horse we consumed for the night. He ordered 12 bottles when the guy asked for our last order. ito lang, NAGPAPAIMPRESS. hehehe He's really weird, promise. We made fun of him since he got drunk after only a few bottles. And Doc, that was a big sarcastic &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EXCUUUUUUUUSEEE MEE HA!&lt;/span&gt;, for you! Hehehe. I love that line. LoL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC07097.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC07097.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;DJ and her workmates went home early, so it was just us and some joiners who were left at the place. Went to Qyosko to eat and very hearty meal for our tipsy/ drunk selves. Hahaha. Got home around 5am. I decided not to sleep anymore cause I might not be able to wake up. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;As much as I want them to be at the airport to send me off, I was okay with them not being there. i understand, they told me before they drop me of that they probably can't wake themselves up. HAHAHA some friends, but yeah, it was all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC07041.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC07041.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the night before we were also out with some of the people.  It was a night of heavy drinking (Imagine 5 flat and 2 Long necks in one night) and crying. Oh wait,  the crying part, that was just me. And it has nothing to do with me leaving.  I was just upset about something else. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes, a perfect way to end my 4 year exile to the south. Definitely worth extending for 4 more days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-6219449407588018817?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/6219449407588018817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=6219449407588018817&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/6219449407588018817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/6219449407588018817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2007/12/last-hurrah.html' title='the last hurrah!'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-2273357583333442288</id><published>2007-12-09T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T21:19:38.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bargaining</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;New Flight Plan: December 13 2007, Thursday. 0845A&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;M&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;from Dec 8 to Dec 9 to December 13. guess who doesn't want to leave? &lt;b&gt;I AM STILL IN DUMAGUETE PEOPLE!!!&lt;/b&gt; Okay, okay, okay, I have a very good reason for that sudden change of plans - &lt;b&gt;last minute bondings&lt;/b&gt;. We don't have any concrete plan yet, but I know were going somewhere, or doing something. i can't wait. And besides, thalia's visiting from Cebu, so thats another reason to stay for a little longer. we'll be complete - Me, Tawi, Thalia and Joel. I just wish its worth it, but then something tells me I should have gone home already. Let's see. :P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/paseo2.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/paseo2.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was the last time we were together. Partying in Cebu after thalia and I's 2-week rehab (hehehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole doing nothing is starting to get on my nerves. Don't get me wrong, I love bumming around but it just hits you some time. Or maybe I'm expecting too much from this extension.  Or maybe I'm not used to this anymore, I've been so really busy before that I forgot how it feels to actually do nothing. Y'know,  Since September, studying the whole day everyday was the thing.  A friend was actually having withdrawal symptoms. One time she txted me that she was about to grab a reviewer and study. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I've only been out for a bonding once - last friday. And as usual, it was just me, tawi and joel, and oh, one of joel's dorm mate. isa lng masasabi ko, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I LOVE IT WHEN I'M THE ONLY ONE SOBER WHEN EVERYBODY ELSE IS DRUNK. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Fun times! HAHAHA Okay, Tawi wasn't drunk for the very first time, but Joel was. HAHAHA INTERROGATION TIME! &lt;i&gt;Kasi nga, you really have to make it right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;So much for that. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; Im off.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-2273357583333442288?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/2273357583333442288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=2273357583333442288&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/2273357583333442288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/2273357583333442288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2007/12/new-flight-plan-december-13-2007.html' title='Bargaining'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-3812763792125771819</id><published>2007-12-08T17:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T17:37:09.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NMAT.</title><content type='html'>gaaah! the NMAT is tomorrow. I should have applied so I can take it tomorrow. oh why oh why. when is the next exam scheduled anyway? :|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-3812763792125771819?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/3812763792125771819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=3812763792125771819&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/3812763792125771819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/3812763792125771819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2007/12/nmat.html' title='NMAT.'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-3800043529526857961</id><published>2007-12-07T10:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T00:27:20.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>doing absolutely nothing</title><content type='html'>I'm back from Cebu since Monday morning, and I'm just waiting for Sunday until I finally say goodbye to good ol' Dumaguete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunday, December 9th.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's not the original schedule. I plan on going home on the 8th, right? But then, when my mom told me that they can only come here on the weekend, i moved it on a sunday even though anne and i were supposed to leave together on the 8th, just so they can stay a little longer here. But then, yesterday, mom told me they can't come anymore, so the whole plan on fetching/ helping me move out changed into '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'ipa-door to door mo na lng yung box, un microwave tsaka un shoe stand tapos susunduin ko na lng ikaw sa airport'.&lt;/span&gt; Fine, whatever. I was looking forward for them to come here pa naman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;begin self talk here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jem, please stop blabbing about leaving already. save that for another entry!!!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end self talk here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I haven't done anything productive since i arrived from cebu. Well, except maybe for the packing, and selling my old electric fan, table and mattress. (instant money!!) I was expecting for last minute bondings but, unfortunately, its either my classmates/batchmates are back to their respective places now or nobody wants to go out. wala nanaman nagrereply sakin eh! huhuhu. But yeah, whatever, theres still friday and saturday, so I'm still hoping! oh please, I just hope the people realize that this will probably be the last time they'll see me. (ANG DRAMA!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy days started since Monday, i forgot how it feels like to do &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;absolutely nothing&lt;/span&gt;.  It gets pretty boring at times but i think i deserve this. it's so liberating. HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cleaned my blogspot. I deleted everything before this entry. all other entries are on my LJ..  wala lang..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-3800043529526857961?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/3800043529526857961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=3800043529526857961&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/3800043529526857961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/3800043529526857961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2007/12/doing-absolutely-nothing.html' title='doing absolutely nothing'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-5474792638685738929</id><published>2007-11-18T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T15:52:37.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jemmie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 380px; height: 288px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/mirrrrrrroor.jpg" align="left" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JEMIMAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mysmiley.net/imgs/smile/characters/character0189.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; also answers to the name jem, jemmie (and it's other spelled versions i.e. jemmy, jemi), jemimi, jeminini, jemot, mot, and rubberducky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;turns a year older every APRIL 27th. Probably the most immature 22 year old you've ever meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Particularly allergic to bagoong mixed with tomato but never as a single entity, floor wax, bone dust, house dust, smoke and excessively cold environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the only one in the family born in Dagupan. Lived here ever since and then I went away for college, going home only during breaks that usually last for 2 weeks. 3 weeks the most. Temporarily back  in Dagupan again until I get myself a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2007/11/graduation.html"&gt;Graduated with a BSN degree&lt;/a&gt; on March 2007 in Silliman University. &lt;a href="http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2007/12/life-in-cebu-for-two-weeks.html"&gt;Took the Nursing Boards&lt;/a&gt; on December 2007, &lt;a href="http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2008/02/worth-wait.html"&gt;passed the boards&lt;/a&gt; on February 2008, I will take my oath as a Nurse on April 4, 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i Love Travelling and Photography. I plan to travel the world and take the best photograph you'll ever see in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i will edit this entry again next time. hehehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-5474792638685738929?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/5474792638685738929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=5474792638685738929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/5474792638685738929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/5474792638685738929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2007/11/jemmie.html' title='jemmie'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-7440745738355818947</id><published>2007-11-03T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T19:39:31.560+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Graduation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THIS IS A REPOST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ORIGINALLY POSTED ON 27th MARCH 2007; &lt;span style="display: block;" id="currentdate" class="float-left"&gt;&lt;span id="currentdate-date"&gt;21:50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Graduate, at last!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC04237.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC04237.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align="left"&gt;For someone who slacked off in high school, I never thought I'd make it, just four years of nursing in Silliman.(I wasted one year in Manila, that's why I didn't graduate with my original batch). In SILLIMAN where the College of Nursing is one of the top nursing schools in the country and pride's itself as being a Center of Excellence in Nursing Education.  I never made it to the Honors, or never did i get a 4 (the highest grade you can get) on any of my classes, i had to retake physics 24, math 11, Philo 31 and Nursing Research (along with 80% of the whole level four population). The only recognition I got, when it came to my grades, was when I was part of the top ten in our Health Care 1 and 2 Lecture classes. That was it, and well maybe some praises for the 'high grades' from my parents when they receive my classcards a sem late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC04197.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC04197.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senior Year was my worst year ever and  until now, I'm still wondering how I passed while juggling academics with org responsibilities, personal and school related (other than grades and activities) the whole year round. The emotional stress was draining and I was literally down to the point that I'd never want to go to school anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/img006.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's overwhelming, you know. Graduating and all. It all seems surreal especially that for one whole whole semester of thinking that I cannot join my batchmates on graduation day Hey. I even bought my plane ticket back to manila scheduled to fly on the graduation day itself. . So let me just say, I AM SO PROUD OF MYSELF! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;moment ko toh! pagbigyan!! hihihi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.wubberducky.multiply.com/image/6/photos/254/500x500/21/383302367l.jpg?et=WbTo0LDoOx7gGXDjR6hqFg&amp;amp;nmid=76457259"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://images.wubberducky.multiply.com/image/6/photos/254/500x500/21/383302367l.jpg?et=WbTo0LDoOx7gGXDjR6hqFg&amp;amp;nmid=76457259" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our photoshopped class picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, The day started early for us. We had our Class Picture taken with the dean and the level four faculty at 7.30 am that day. We were divided into 3 batches because the Library Lobby can not accommodate all of us. We also can't fit in one picture so I think they'll photoshop the 3 batches. After taking pictures with the people, Monique and I decided to go and get our extra batteries. So, Monique dropped and picked me up at the hotel where my parents were staying and then went back to Silliman for the Baccalaureate Mass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/church_bac-1.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Th SU Church. Rev. Pia delivered the Sermon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the Baccalaureate Mass, the family and I had a sea-food lunch at Lab-as.  I had a 1pm appointment at david's for my hair and make-up, but I got in late and finished late as well. By the time I arrived at school for the processional march, the line was about to move. I wasn't able to take a lot of pictures during the assembly and that really sucked. boo-hoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/gradddd.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TK and I, as usual, had a lot of pictures together because we were seat mates and we didn't really know the people around us, plus we got bored while waiting for our. The whole program lasted for about 4 hours just because the College of Nursing were 300+ and there were a lot of Intermissions in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC04268.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/DSC04268.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3/6 of the Gammans who graduated. Thalia, Carey and Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a lot of pictures after the ceremony also (except for self shot ones) because the people I know and my official photographer (a.k.a my father) were all over the place and I couldn't find them. My phone died on me so it took me a while to look for my family. greaaatt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/fam.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b322/zigzagged/fam.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4/6 of the Family. My brothers weren't able to attend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what now? It's not over yet. Technically, we're not done yet with school. We still have our Intensive Practicum that will start one or two weeks from now and end in one month time, finish our lacking bedside procedures before we can actually go one our IP and complete our required number of OR and DR Scrubs for PRC.  On June, I plan on enrolling in school (yuck, nerd alert!). probably a language class and extra units of chem or bio for med school, just in case. By july, we start our review class and finally take the board exams on December in Cebu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wubberducky.multiply.com/" _fcksavedurl="http://wubberducky.multiply.com"&gt;pictures here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3261267169694691677-7440745738355818947?l=coloredrockets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/feeds/7440745738355818947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3261267169694691677&amp;postID=7440745738355818947&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/7440745738355818947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3261267169694691677/posts/default/7440745738355818947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloredrockets.blogspot.com/2007/11/graduation.html' title='Graduation.'/><author><name>jemimah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CgJ4v7niifg/R3YhQP4KrMI/AAAAAAAAABY/cCGRQuu5L9Y/S220/090720071095.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261267169694691677.post-7645631741905897294</id><published>2007-11-02T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T19:46:07.368+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><title type='text'>And I really thought I wouldn't graduate.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THIS IS A REPOST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ORIGINALLY POSTED ON 22th MARCH 2007; &lt;span style="display: block;" id="currentdate" class="float-left"&gt;&lt;span id="currentdate-date"&gt;19:01&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning of 2nd semester, I already knew I wouldn't graduate just because of something really stupid. The faculty didn't want to approve my request for overload because we said so. It's not because I still gave GE classes yet, no sire. They are just deliberately stopping me to accomplish everything before March. My parents had to fly in (unexpectedly) to talk to the faculty and at the same time clear my name. The day after the "Meet The Parents" they approved my request for overload. I was then carrying 29 units at the same time doing some volunteer work at the JPC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody thought I could do it, except of course for my parents and my adviser last semester. The College even let me pass a letter saying that I know the implications of carrying that number of units for the semester.  My mom challenged me if i can really do it. I said yes! I was carrying an extra 8 units from the regular load for that sem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i saw my grades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Research 1- &lt;b&gt;3.1&lt;/b&gt; x 2 units = 6.2&lt;br /&gt;Research 2- &lt;b&gt;3 &lt;/b&gt;x 2 units = 6&lt;br /&gt;Strategies in Health Education- &lt;b&gt;3&lt;/b&gt; x 3 units = 9&lt;br /&gt;Philippine Literature - &lt;b&gt;3.3 &lt;/b&gt;x 3 units = 9.9&lt;br /&gt;NCM 105 - &lt;b&gt;2.8 &lt;/b&gt;x 16 units = 44.8&lt;br /&gt;Intensive Practicum = no grades yet, after summer term pa,.  it has 3 units&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.2 + 6 + 9+ 9.9+44.8 = 75.9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75.9/ 26 units = &lt;b&gt;2.9192308&lt;/b&gt; (without IP units) TQPA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, Who gets the last laugh? HAHAHAHA Okay, so maybe its not the best grade. heck i didn't even reach a 3 for my QPA,  I'm short of  0.35  for Honors (but I'm not vying anyway, but still)  but considering what I have to go through the whole second sem, I can say i did good... GREAT! And for the record, the last time i got a Term QPA of above 2.7 was second semester of junior year. IN YOUR FACE SUCN! IN YOUR FACE! You thought I couldn't do it? You thought I'd fail in any of my classes? HAHAHA that's the problem when you yourselves don't believe at the student's capabilities. that's the problem when you right away judge the person! i swear I am sooo laughing hard right now! really, IN YOUR FACE SUCN!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you know what made me more happy? the whole second semester i already conditioned myself that i wouldn't be able to march with my batchmates. I even bought my ticket back to Manila scheduled on Sunday Morning, plus I was hesitant to join activities for the Seniors. so Imagine my surprise  when my C.I. called me 5 times (because I didn't want to answer it coz i thought i'd fail) yesterday morning saying that  &lt;b&gt;THEY'D LET ME GRADUATE THIS SUNDAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'M GOING TO GRADUATE THIS SUNDAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;March 25th.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until now, I'm still overwhelmed. I can't believe it. it all boils down to this. &lt;b&gt;GRADUATION. &lt;/b&gt;Those who knew where I was also still can't believe it. My dad confessed that he cried when he knew they'd allow me to graduate. Tawi told me he had goosebumps when he read my message when i told him I'm graduating, Monique was so happy that i'd graduate with them and Thalia, who got all excited even though she wasn't sure yet that time she'd graduate.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAAAAAAAAAAAANKK YOOOOOOOU LORD!. THIS IS ALL FOR YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;so for the CLASS OF 2007, CONGRATULATIONS. 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