News Flash... FRANK!

Hey ya'll bloggers out there! Sooo sorry been heck busy this past months and weeks that I've lost track of the blogging system.

UPDATES! UPDATES!

Well, there's really nothing to tell, aside from the fact that Iloilo was strucked by this disastrous rainstorm "FRANK" that damaged almost half of the city, including the poorest provinces and towns. I was in my dad's province when the storm hit, and mhen.. the flood just kept flowing and flowing until most of the ricefields were turned into brownish lake. Few houses were spared. And our house was made into an evacuation center for some families who lost their houses, or those people whose houses were situated under the bridge. I've posted pictures of the flash flood in our our backyard and we'll just leave it at that because talking about this disaster makes me nostalgic seeing people on the streets, their spared appliances and stuff. Arrghh can't even bare to look at them and so I didn't bother taking them pictures. Haiiizz..

In the lighter side of day, school has been crazy... being in the star section can have many benefits but jeezz.... not tooo MANY! these past three days, we were the only section who was having heck classes. We are running nursing care plans and IVs already while the rest of the 16 sections in our nursing batch were off to the malls for their classes are suspended or their C.I's were just to lazy to teach telling their students the usual reason of "flood" drama. Anyway, at least next week our lectures are done and over with and we can now focus on our demo practices and return demonstrations.

So sorry to Ychel for not having the time to text you... Masyadong na busy sa school po! Where kana ba? Hope you OK and had a blast here in PI! How bout Ms. Kathie??? What have you been up to na now that school's back? C Keloyd.. Alam ko busy na yun , naghahanap buhay hahaha! Joke, I'm happy for you pare, hope your happiness runs a long way!

Well I gotta park my lapie topie for a while coz I still have lots of post test to study on! Muah. Happy weekend everyone!

Flood pics around our house:

Ang Buhay Amerika

Akala ng mga tao na nasa Pilipinas
kapag nasa America ka… Akala nila
madami ka nang pera. Ang totoo, madami
kang utang,dahil credit card lahat ang
gamit mo sa pagbili mo ng mga gamit
mo. Kailangan mo gumamit ng creditcard
para magka-credit history ka, kase pag
hindi ka umutang o wala kang utang,
hindi ka pagkakatiwalaa n ng mga kano.
Pag wala kang credit card, ibig
sabihin wala kang kapasidad magbayad.

Akala nila mayaman ka na kase may kotse
ka na. Ang totoo, kapag hindi ka bumili
ng kotse sa America maglalakad ka ng
milya-milya sa ilalim ng init ng araw o
kaya sa snow. Walang jeepney, tricycle
o padyak sa America.

Akala nila masarap ang buhay dito sa
America. Ang totoo, puro ka trabaho
kase pag di ka nagtrabaho, wala kang
pangbayad ng bills mo: kotse, credit
card, ilaw, tubig, insurance, bahay at
iba pa. Hindi ka na pwedeng tumambay sa
kapitbahay kase busy din sila maghanap
buhay pangbayad ng bills nila.

Akala nila masaya ka kase nagpadala ka
ng picture mo sa Disney, Seaworld, Six
Flags, Universal Studios at iba pang
attractions. Ang totoo, kailangan mo
ngumiti kase nagbayad ka ng $70+ para
makarating ka dun, kailangan mo
namnamin ang 10 hours na sweldo mong
pinangbayad sa tiket.

Akala nila malaki na ang kinikita mo
kase dolyar na sweldo mo. Ang totoo,
malaki pagpinalit mo ng peso, pero
dolyar din ang gastos mo sa America.
Ibig sabihin ang dolyar mong kinita sa
presyong dolyar mo din gagastusin. Ang
P15.00 na sardinas sa Pilipinas $1.00
sa America, ang isang pakete ng
sigarilyo sa pilipinas P40.00, sa
America $5.00, ang upa mo sa bahay na
P10,000 sa pilipinas, sa America
$1,000.

Akala nila buhay milyonaryo ka na kase
ang ganda ng bahay at kotse mo. Ang
totoo milyon ang utang mo. Ang bago
mong kotse 5 taon mong huhulugan. Ang
bahay 30 taon mong huhulugan. Ibig
sabihin,alip in ka ng bahay at kotse mo.

Madaming naghahangad na makarating sa
America. Lalo na mga nurses, mahirap
maging normal na manggagawa sa
Pilipinas. Madalas pagod ka sa trabaho.
Pagdatin g ng sweldo mo, kulang pa sa
pagkain mo. Pero ganun din sa ibang
bansa katulad ng America. Hindi ibig
sabihin dolyar na ang sweldo mo,
yayaman ka na, kailangan mo ding
magbanat ng buto para magsurvive ka sa
ibang bansa.

Isang malaking sakripisyo ang pag-alis
mo sa bansang pinagsilangan at
malungkot iwanan ang mga mahal mo sa
buhay. Hindi pinupulot ang pera dito.
Hindi ako naninira ng pangarap, gusto
ko lang buksan ang bintana ng
katotohanan.

~Anonymous~

Fuck the enrollment, I'm done with it.

Enrollment was crazy as always! It was hot and I forgot my hanky, boohoo! It was a dreadful experience all the time. And especially I was the first and only one from my friends who enrolled. So I did it all by myself, all the walking, all the lining up. All alone. Damn I didn't know I'd survive, but I did. I finished everything around 2:30pm, I was already drinking an ice cold bottled water at 3pm, waiting for my friends who were practically pissed looking for their clinical instructor who was nowhere to be found to get their clearances signed. So they need to come back still tomorrow and try their luck.

I still belong to section A. It was already a block section so I'm quite stuck in that section till graduation. Jeez, pain in the butt but I don't care anymore, they say if you can't beat them, join them! hahaha. It's like bringing your friends close and your enemies closer! All I care about is not the grades anymore, it's passing all the subjects and graduating and getting my diploma and get this NCLEX done and work already! Coz I am not getting any younger anymore, I need to be on my toes every step of the way. I don't wanna screw this up. And so far, my goodluck charm is still siding with me!

Updates.

27th of May at 10:40am, my dad arrived here in Iloilo Airport. We went to the grocery store after lunch and proceeded in the province. That was the first time I saw my dad cried in buckets when we arrived and he quickly went inside the house and cried his heart out in lola's simple white with silver accent coffin. My uncle (dad's younger brother) and my aunt (dad's younger sister) were all crying as dad went inside. I can't stay longer than a minute inside the house seeing all my loved ones crying so I went out and told our men helpers to bring dad's luggages to his room. I also parked the car properly around the side of the house since dad just stormed out of the car when we were infront of the house already. I felt I needed to be the one in-charge since I know all they could ever think about is hurt seeing their mother passed away without them three not one of them, being near her during her last hours here on earth. But I know lola couldn't ask for more. She had been well taken cared of and she knew that her kids had supported her well till her last breath. She died without struggle and with peace of mind that when she's gone, everything will still be as it was used to be, and she has nothing to worry about.

That's is why it took me forever to write updates on my blogs because everytime I start writing, my tears automatically flows and I had to stop. Out of the her three immediate grandchildren, since my uncle and aunt were never married, me and my younger sibs are her grandchildren. I was the closest to her. I even got the height, the fair skinned color from her. My other aunts said that's why I was meant to be here when she passed away, because I was the most that resembled her. The beloved apo. You see when my family moved to the states, I was still here, my lola took care of me until I came and moved there too. Then when I came back last year, during those months were she was still able and well, I never fail to have her sermon as my breakfast, lunch and dinner when I came home in the wee hours of the morning from partying or from night out. She was on guard always and she doesn't sleep at all till I'm home safe. She was the splitting similarity of my dad in female version. I used to sneak out from her, pushing my old beat up volkswagen out of the garage so as not to wake her up and knew that I'm going out again, or Ill park my car a mile distance from our house so that she won't hear the engines since she has a very keen sense of hearing. She hears everything! *faint smile* Those were the days...

But when she became ill, although she still won't allow sometimes, I make sure I go home in a decent hour already unlike before that I could care less. I learned responsibilities of taking care of a loved one and it's been rough sometimes when she was being stubborn not to go to the hospital. I cry silently in my room whenever I've exhausted efforts of convincing her to go because I hate seeing her in difficulty. Gawd, I even hate seeing her in the emergency room with all the medical professionals swarming over her like she was some kind of a lab experiment. But the morning before she passed away, my car won't start. It is as if telling me not to go there in the ER. So I didn't. I went in 2 hours after, and found a cardiac monitor beeping in high levels. There I knew this was not an everyday scenario anymore. I also was asked to sign a consent for an invasive procedure which I never did before and though I am a nurse, at that certain point, it's as if I was a mere civilian asking what that procedure was for, although I knew perfectly well what's it for.

I was a grand daughter not a nurse at that certain point in my life.

Tired.

I went back to the city today so that I can get pass the long lines in school the next day. I need to finish my enrollment tomorrow, because my car is going to be admitted again for 3days and so I can't travel to and fro the city for the next 3 days so I'll be stuck in the province counting and giving change for tongs and listing all the abuloys. But I don't mind. Also, I miss my boyfriend badly, it's been a while since we haven't chatted although I know he will be busy as heck to chat with me straight but never the less I want to chat with him even just a mere "i love you hon.."

It's been heck tiring today too because I woke up early to pick up my aunt from the airport and then back again in the province and then back again in the city tonight. Talk about major stress. And to think I have to enroll tomorrow bright and early. phew!