We’re sinking!!!

Enough said??? The Philippines is an archipelago. Recently, we’ve been hit by 2 typhoons. Ondoy devestated Metro Manila. Pepeng went on with Northern Luzon.

I had my own experience with Ondoy. It was supposed to be our Open House. The rain was already heavy but we were that hard-headed to pursue in going to school. So there we were. Most of us were stranded there for hours. The road to the City Hall was flooded; no one can pass to the Alabang Exit; Bayanan was also flooded. We were stranded… We came to the point where we were all bored and stared at each other doing nothing…

Our experience was nothing compared to those who were really devestated by Ondoy. It was said that 89% of Muntinlupa was affected. Thank God we were part of the 11% unaffected.

Pepeng came after Ondoy but he was far from MM. Pepeng destroyed Northern Luzon, flooding roads and causing land slides. Beautiful Baguio was devestated. AWW! One of the best places in the Philippines. That also caused the prices of the vegetables to increase… a hell of an increase.

It was also said or rumored or this maybe a fact or whatsoever that there will be a 7 magnitude earthquake to hit the Philippines… Okay, is it really the end???

I mean really???
Global warming. Global Recession. Swine Flu. Typhoons. Earthquake?!?!?!

Achievement!

YEAH! I got through my first term exams without too much of the stress and cramming. It was easy and cool. I don’t really take exams as a big deal. Maybe not yet. Probably someday I will but not now. My scores were fine in Bio and ECA. It was cool in ECA despite the fact that I barely studied. Today, I’m doing nothing. A bit bored. Maybe later I might find something. I guess boredom is a friend not really an enemy. I kinda like it when I’m doing nothing than doing alot of things. =]

Small world

Isn’t it weird that the world is smaller than you think? Sites like facebook could brought two people who haven’t seen each other in years can actually be closer than you think. HEHE=] It’s cool. I added up my old classmates from AGS. Classmates from pre-school until 2nd Grade. One of them, chatted with me today even just for a short time. I asked if he remembers me, and he does. Cool. He was my old partner in the Mr. and Ms. UN and Susy and Geno pageant when I was in prep. He told me how much I’ve changed. I really didn’t changed that much except for the physical appearance.

I expect more old friends to meet again. =]

It’s been long

Yeah, very, very long. I missed my blog. This is just a day I randomly thought about this thing. Alot has happened. It’s been months. Can you believe it? Time is flying and you’re being left. I’ll pull you back in though.

I am know a sophomore in South Mansfield College. Yehey! New school, again. I had a haircut, a bad one. I look like Dora. Y’know, “C’mon bamonos! Everybody let’s go!” I used to watch her when I was in pre-school until 2nd Grade. I started hating her in 4th grade. Ohhh, why talk abut Dora?

I’m supposed to be reviewing for my exams now but I really don’t feel like it =P. I’m just bored and wanted to do something. I’ve been bugging my classmate on Anu bang magawa!? Ano ba?! HA?! Successfully, I randomly remembered about you.

One day you’re in

I got hooked on Project Runway. It didn’t matter what time it is or what season the show was even if I saw it 3 times already, when it’s Project Runway, there are no excuses. I just sat in front of the TV and watched it passionately. It’s a really great show. My favorite designer in Season five is Kenley Collins. She likes vintage in the 1940’s. She’s really pretty and I love her designs. Sometimes my brother with even watch with me and imitate Heidi Klum’s strut. HAHA=]

Hospital Tales

I’ve spent the last few days in a hospital. My dad was hospitalized for 3 days. The room in Alabang Medical Center was a bit small. Room capacity is probably for 2 persons only: the patient and the patient’s guardian.

My first few moments there was quite unpleasant. I almost got hit by a car and was sandwiched by the elevator doors. It was a good thing I had a lot of baggage with me to protect me from the closing of those impatient doors. I admit that I fear automatic doors in malls and that includes elevators.

When I took my first steps inside the room, there was this certain smell. It stung my nose and made me feel nauseated. My nose got used to the smell and it didn’t stung anymore. The bath room was very small… very, very small. It made it a bit impossible for me to move comfortably in it. The room made me a little impossible to be comfortable in it. It was a hospital room where sick people stay. Sick wit germs. And you’re not sure if the hospital people thoroughly cleans the place. So we started of by cleaning the room using disinfectants.

On our first day there, we dropped by ATC to buy a few things and dinner. Daddy had his check-up and stuff. He also had to fast. The room was cold and I felt uncomfortable sleeping. I slept a little late and when I woke up the next morning, I was cold and desired for more sleep. That was the day of dad’s operation. He got back to the room by noon. It was a success. Thank God for that.

I wasn’t used to doing nothing in the afternoon and sleeping early. I tried looking for something to do. I found what I loved the best: eat. I went downstairs and off to Yellow Cab. I bought pasta. It was a little spicy but it was delicious. Mother didn’t like it.

I also had my clumsy moments. I do not want to mention them anymore.

On our third day, I went to ATC again but this time on my own. I ate lunch there and brought back lunch to the hospital. I went to Power Books there, I scanned and read some portions of Bakit baliktad mag-basa ng libro ang mga Pilipino? by Bob Ong. The book made fun and mockery of Filipino sub-cultures and politics. I was laughing while reading it. I wanted to buy it. I didn’t have any money with me. Maybe next time. Then I went to McDo to buy their lunch, walked a few meters, went up the overpass, and rode a jeep back to the hospital. It was midday. That morning it was drizzling. By noon, it was hot. I felt like my hair was burning.

I will end my hospital story there. I know I complained alot. That didn’t matter much. The important thing is the operation went well. The stones retrieved were a bit over sized. What I learned from all these is that most HOSPITAL EMPLOYEES (excluding the medical personnel) DO NOT KNOW HOW TO KNOCK! They would just barge in the room… End of story=]