<?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-10125722</id><updated>2011-04-22T09:26:13.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Good Nurse is "LOVE" personified...</title><subtitle type='html'>ang blog ng isang muggle born *magical* nurse, singer(haha!), picture adik... hehe!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/'/><link 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serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Five Factor Personality Profile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DEF4FF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/thefivefactorpersonalitytest/personality.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extroversion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have high extroversion.&lt;br /&gt;You are outgoing and engaging, with both strangers and friends.&lt;br /&gt;You truly enjoy being with people and bring energy into any situation.&lt;br /&gt;Enthusiastic and fun, you're the first to say "let's go!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conscientiousness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have medium conscientiousness.&lt;br /&gt;You're generally good at balancing work and play.&lt;br /&gt;When you need to buckle down, you can usually get tasks done.&lt;br /&gt;But you've been known to goof off when you know you can get away with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agreeableness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have high agreeableness.&lt;br /&gt;You are easy to get along with, and you value harmony highly.&lt;br /&gt;Helpful and generous, you are willing to compromise with almost anyone.&lt;br /&gt;You give people the benefit of the doubt and don't mind giving someone a second chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neuroticism:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have low neuroticism.&lt;br /&gt;You are very emotionally stable and mentally together.&lt;br /&gt;Only the greatest setbacks upset you, and you bounce back quickly.&lt;br /&gt;Overall, you are typically calm and relaxed - making others feel secure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Openness to experience:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your openness to new experiences is medium.&lt;br /&gt;You are generally broad minded when it come to new things.&lt;br /&gt;But if something crosses a moral line, there's no way you'll approve of it.&lt;br /&gt;You are suspicious of anything too wacky, though you do still consider creativity a virtue.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thefivefactorpersonalitytest/"&gt;The Five Factor Personality Test&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/10125722-114519146968702118?l=prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/feeds/114519146968702118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125722&amp;postID=114519146968702118&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/114519146968702118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Five Variable Love Profile&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/thefivevariablelovetest/love.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Propensity for Monogamy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your propensity for monogamy is high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You find it easy to be devoted and loyal to one person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in return, you expect the same from who you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any sign of straying, and you'll end things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experience Level:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your experience level is medium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You probably have had a couple significant loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you may have even had your heart broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you haven't really dated a wide variety of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dominance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dominance is medium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be the one with more power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You aren't a total control freak in relationships..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course you don't mind getting you way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cynicism:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your cynicism is low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are an eternal optimist when it comes to love and romance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how many times you've been hurt - you're never bitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You believe in one true love, your perfect soulmate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you haven't found true love yet, you know you will soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Independence:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your independence is low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This doesn't mean you're dependent in relationships..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It does mean that you don't have any problem sharing your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your opinion, the best part of being in love is being together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thefivevariablelovetest/"&gt;The Five Variable Love Test&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/10125722-114519123520499437?l=prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/feeds/114519123520499437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125722&amp;postID=114519123520499437&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/114519123520499437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/114519123520499437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/2006/04/quite-me.html' title='quite me..'/><author><name>prettyprettywaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03544268458627295755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v240/prettyprettywaw/jean_in_red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125722.post-114519094122452495</id><published>2006-04-16T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T20:35:41.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is so me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#E6E6FA" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Birthdate: June 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F2F2FB"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/birthday.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're so intuitive, it's like you have a sixth, seventh, and eighth sense.&lt;br /&gt;You connect with others freely and easily - and you tend to have many best friends.&lt;br /&gt;Warm and caring, it's hard for you to close your heart to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;Affection is like air for you - you need to give and receive it to survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your strength: Your universal compassion &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your weakness: Your unpredictable mood swings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power color: Mauve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power symbol: Butterfly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power month: February&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean?&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/10125722-114519094122452495?l=prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v240/prettyprettywaw/jean_in_red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125722.post-114319091263286111</id><published>2006-03-24T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T01:52:39.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>free days</title><content type='html'>cyempre, sa aking mga off duty days, sinasanay ko na ang sarili ko na lumabas labas naman..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mejo good bye na sa skul bahay mode(dati) or hospital-bahay, bahay-hospital route. nagyon pwede ng hospital-tagaytay-bahay o kaya bahay-tarlac-bahay ni ish-hospital-bahay effect. hehe! masaya naman. tska i'll always be a homebody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, masaya talaga ako within this past few months...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love kita mahal! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/87/769/1600/All%20smiles%28616%29.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/87/769/320/All%20smiles%28616%29.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"tagaytay adventure"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/87/769/1600/All%20smiles%28639%29.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/87/769/320/All%20smiles%28639%29.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"tarlac moments ends here..." =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125722-114319091263286111?l=prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v240/prettyprettywaw/jean_in_red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125722.post-114018073508993677</id><published>2006-02-17T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T20:52:15.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aktibidades</title><content type='html'>hay dami na nangyaring significant sa buhay ko this past few weeks pero tska na lang. hehe! iisa-isahin ko na lang pag may pagkakataon. toksikan ito!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125722-114018073508993677?l=prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/feeds/114018073508993677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125722&amp;postID=114018073508993677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/114018073508993677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/114018073508993677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/2006/02/aktibidades.html' title='aktibidades'/><author><name>prettyprettywaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03544268458627295755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v240/prettyprettywaw/jean_in_red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125722.post-113740367353694160</id><published>2006-01-16T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T17:27:53.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and the world became still</title><content type='html'>may isang araw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;na sinundo ako ng isang kaibigan na di ko na nakikita ng dalawang taon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nung nagkita kami,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naramdaman ko na huminto ang mundo ko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;habang naglalakad kami patungo sa isat-isa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ganun pala ang feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sobrang ganda, di maipaliwanag...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125722-113740367353694160?l=prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v240/prettyprettywaw/jean_in_red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125722.post-113496817595281878</id><published>2005-12-19T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T13:58:45.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Code Blue"</title><content type='html'>the term when someone needs help, when someone needs advance cardiac life support.&lt;br /&gt;the term used in &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Philippine Heart Center&lt;/span&gt; when the health care team of doctors and critical care nurses are called to save a life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my 11pm to 7am duty, at 1:30am, the paging system shouted Code Blue in petal 3B.&lt;br /&gt;that was my 1st night duty. what a blessing of fire. the patient didn't make it. i had to do post - mortem care. may his soul rest in peace and may he go to heaven. and that night, i experienced the "toxicness" of one of my co-staff. sheeezz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year, i will not have my christmas. I have a duty on Christmas day. =( oh well...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125722-113496817595281878?l=prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/feeds/113496817595281878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125722&amp;postID=113496817595281878&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/113496817595281878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/113496817595281878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/2005/12/code-blue.html' title='&quot;Code Blue&quot;'/><author><name>prettyprettywaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03544268458627295755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v240/prettyprettywaw/jean_in_red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125722.post-113497537179115227</id><published>2005-12-17T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T15:40:03.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All I want for Christmas</title><content type='html'>since malapit na pasko... sana lang eh ma-achieve ko to ngaung pasko season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Tablet pc - over sa super sana may magandang kalooban magbigay sakin ng laptop na ganito. alam ko expensive siya dito sa pinas pero nung tinignan ko sa net, mura lang siya in comparison dito sa value sa pinas. so, kung sobrang bait at may pera (ehem, calling ninong) eh pakibigyan po ako nito. hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Palm pilot - since na-experience ko na ang magduty on my own, feeling ko ay necessity na din sa field of work ko itong gadget na to. useful ito sa pangtrack ng patients kung anong oras yung due meds, IVs and procedures nila. mas maganda kung tablet pc ang gamit ko tulad ng sa US hospitals pero ok na din ang palm pilot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. samsung E530 or E640s flip fone - eto naman ay di urgently needed. masay naman ako sa fone ko ngaun. pero para maging pa-girl naman ako, mas ok tong fone ko. ok sa screen resolution at sa camera resolution din. hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. cds - madami akong gustong cds lalo na albums ng filipino artists. mymp, kitchie,hale just to name a few. siyempre di lang albums ng filipino artists. cds din ni Mandy Moore (walang kakupas kupas), charlotte church at ni josh groban, westlife (yeah boyband) at madami pang iba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Hogwarts iPod - since fan ako ni Harry Potter, definitely a must have ito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Harrp Potter wand - Lumos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Harry Potter book set - Harry Potter fan nga ako pero book 6 lang ang meron ako. so mas ok siguro kung complete set ay meron ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Harry Potter stuff - basta stuff, anything that falls to Harry Potter stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Honda Jazz pink - para mas madali ng pumasok sa work. hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. boyfriend - haha! joke lang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**masyadong madami noh? pero kung di ko maresiv yan this holiday season, sana maatim ko siya one by one**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy holidays everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125722-113497537179115227?l=prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/feeds/113497537179115227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125722&amp;postID=113497537179115227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/113497537179115227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/113497537179115227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/2005/12/all-i-want-for-christmas.html' title='All I want for Christmas'/><author><name>prettyprettywaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03544268458627295755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v240/prettyprettywaw/jean_in_red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125722.post-113204321296117233</id><published>2005-11-15T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T16:26:52.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just ranting...</title><content type='html'>what pisses me off is that when a person puts you in a box and judge you by not even knowing the true you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't mean that when you are conservative you're not one tough girl who cant handle anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may be a softie but i am one great toughie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it doent mean i dont wear skimpy outfits often doesnt mean i cant wear one.&lt;br /&gt;it doesnt mean i wear pants all the time, i cant strip it to may simply fabulous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grrr, may blood is boiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i passed the medical city examinations and interviews and to be assigned in the Emergency Room.&lt;br /&gt;i'm still waiting for the results of the Phillippine Heart Center and i hope i get admitted as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and show the world how TOUGH I AM even i am CONSERVATIVE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125722-113204321296117233?l=prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/feeds/113204321296117233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125722&amp;postID=113204321296117233&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/113204321296117233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/113204321296117233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/2005/11/just-ranting.html' title='just ranting...'/><author><name>prettyprettywaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03544268458627295755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v240/prettyprettywaw/jean_in_red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125722.post-112901843572217027</id><published>2005-10-11T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T16:13:55.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>now hiring</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;These past few weeks, i've been through two hospitals. The Medical City and Philippine Heart Center. I've finished their theoretical exams and IQ/Personality tests. And I've also done their initial interviews and im quite sure that i made ok with the interviews.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;The theoretical exam of the Medical City was quite easy. I'll just have to remember the formula desired over stock so i can derive the right dosage plus some basic nursing skills. Then the following week, i was called to do personality tests and IQ tests. This was pretty much hard for me because the  iq test covers general knowledge and AMERICAN literature . to think i dont even remember then who was next president of the Philippines after Macapagal. hehe! anyways, the personality test was insane. i had to answer 300+ questions in 2 hours. The next day though, i was called for an initial interview. i hate interviews. they make me feel jittery. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Then yesterday, i had my iq test and personality exam again at PHC. the usual happened, there was MATH again and i had to answer 15? questions in 10 minutes. then this day, i had my theoretical exam. I think I did ok because i studied hard!!! then this afternoon, i had to have an initial interview. there was so many questions the interviewer asked me including, "if you could choose an obejct to describe you, what will it be?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;       &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I answered, "magic wand" haha! i couldnt think of a thing and that's the first that popped into my head. its no surprise  though thinking i am so addicted to Harry Potter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, bottom line is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;SANA MATANGGAP AKO SA PHILIPPINE HEART CENTER!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;pero dadaan muna ako sa tumataginting na panel interview at final interview.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125722-112901843572217027?l=prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/112901843572217027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/112901843572217027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/2005/10/now-hiring.html' title='now hiring'/><author><name>prettyprettywaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03544268458627295755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v240/prettyprettywaw/jean_in_red.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125722.post-112756263833634928</id><published>2005-09-24T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T19:50:38.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the most saddest week ever</title><content type='html'>To end my "hell" week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just this evening, my mom decided to give away my doggy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no words can express how much im soooo sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye Tagpi.. its been fun and memorable waking to see you wagging your tail, playing with me, licking me, letting me scratch your tummy, literally knocking on the door to have some food and eagerly running for me when i come home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gonna miss you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps&lt;br /&gt;ever since the world began, i have a very hard time letting go of something or someone i truly love. be it a candy wrapper, a ballpen ot just some junk as others will call it. im easily attached to it/them. i tend to invest all my emotions in it. and in turn, i fear of losing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you can't blame me if i cried my whole heart out when Tagpi stepped out of the gate...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125722-112756263833634928?l=prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/feeds/112756263833634928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125722&amp;postID=112756263833634928&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/112756263833634928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/112756263833634928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/2005/09/most-saddest-week-ever.html' title='the most saddest week ever'/><author><name>prettyprettywaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03544268458627295755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v240/prettyprettywaw/jean_in_red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125722.post-112747387034861894</id><published>2005-09-23T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T19:26:02.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Felix Felicis... NOT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;hay nako, ano kaya ang meron ngayong lingong to at kelangan ko uminom ng felix felicis aka lucky potion...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;gusto ko lang i-share ang mga kamalasan ko kaya read on na lang. haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:georgia;" &gt;saturday(sept17): technically di ito kasali ngaung week pero isasama ko na rin. so, ayun, naghintay lang naman kami ng 3 oras sa ticket booth ng araneta colliseum para makanood ng 2005 Nestle cheerdance competition. tapos sinabi na lng nila na, "Sorry no more tickets are available." what da??? so kamusta naman dba? sa tv na lang kami nanood kaya ayun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;sunday: nawala ako sa mall. haha! tama ba yun? ang galeng tumiming ng fone ko. dun pa niya naisipan na idrain ang sarili niya. kaya ayun, pa-page ako sa costumer service. limang beses ata yun at wala pa ring pumupunta para sunduin ako. kulang na lang ipasabi ko sa costumer service na, "may nawawalang bata po dito. wearing jeans and pink blouse." gusto ko na sanang manghiram ng batery ng una pero nahiya ako kaya tuloy pa rin sa pagpage. aba after one hour, kinapalan ko na mukha ko at nanghiram ng batery sa kapareho kong unit. buti na lang at nakahiram ako. PERO di sinasagot ang fone ng nanay ko. sinoli ko na yung batery. buti na lang nakita ko mommmy ni ryssa. hiniram ko na lang fone niya dhil di kami pareho ng unit kaya yun, nakontak ko rin sa wakas. ayun, gabi na kami nakauwi. at di pako nkpagaral nun, may exam kasi ako sa heart center the following day. nagpuyat na lang ako hoping na pwede ko i-cram ang mga kelangang aralin sa cardio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;monday: dahil napuyat ako, late na ako nagising. ay di pla, maaga ako nagising pero natulog ulit ako dhil antok na antok pa ako. ayun late na ako bumangon. pero magaling naman ako dun. mejo magaling naman ako magtiming ng travel time, oras ng pagligo etc. 830 am na ko nakaalis ng bahay. sbi ko, sakto lang ako na makakarating sa heart center ng 9am. ayun sakto nga ako KASO sabi ng personel dept, LATE na daw ako at ireresked na lang daw yung exam ko sa november. HUWAT??? november pa? e gusto ko na magwork. ayun, buti na lang mejo maaga yung na resked sa kin. sa oct10 pa. ayan, may panahon pa ako magaral(daw..) haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;wednesday: naisipan ko ng magsubmit ng requirements sa CGFNS... hay nako, katakot-takot ang kelangan at gastos. applications pa lang e dami ng gastos. parang di masyadong malas noh? pero malas narin un dhil gumastos ako at kawawa naman nanay ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;thursday: di ako nakapagfile ng transcript dahil kulang yung pera ko nung wednesday kaya bumalik ako sa ust. tapos narealize ko na yung xerox copy ng PRC license ko (yep, may license na ko, kakakuha ko lang nung wednesday) ay wala ko pang pirma. tipaklongers naman o. babalik pa ako ng prc. malapit lang ang PRC sa USTe pero my gulay, lalakad na naman ako ng pagkalayo-layo eh ang init init. ayun, pagkapunta ko sa prc at sinabi ko na walang pirma yung xerox ng license ko, sbi sa kin na ok lang dhil reference lang nila yun. bwiset! akala ko ipapadala nila yun sa cgfns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;ngayon: may dinadownload akong movie trailer, di ko madownload-download, dati naman nddownload ko yun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ayun lang naman... sana this last two days ng week na ito ay smooth sailing na.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;feeling ko kaya malas ang week na ito dhil kinarma ako. nanglait kasi ako nung cheerdance eh. bwahahaha! kaya sorry tlga, di ko sinasadya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125722-112747387034861894?l=prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/feeds/112747387034861894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125722&amp;postID=112747387034861894&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/112747387034861894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/112747387034861894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/2005/09/felix-felicis-not.html' title='Felix Felicis... NOT'/><author><name>prettyprettywaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03544268458627295755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v240/prettyprettywaw/jean_in_red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125722.post-112696383840561788</id><published>2005-09-17T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T21:30:38.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>go for four!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/87/769/1600/All%20smiles%28319%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/87/769/320/All%20smiles%28319%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wuhooooo!!!! grand slam ang uste sa 2005 Nestle Cheerdance Competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeh! Go USTe! Congrats!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/87/769/1600/All%20smiles%28320%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/87/769/320/All%20smiles%28320%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125722-112696383840561788?l=prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/feeds/112696383840561788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125722&amp;postID=112696383840561788&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/112696383840561788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/112696383840561788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/2005/09/go-for-four.html' title='go for four!!!'/><author><name>prettyprettywaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03544268458627295755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v240/prettyprettywaw/jean_in_red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125722.post-112410925060144040</id><published>2005-08-15T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T14:57:45.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the leg locker hex</title><content type='html'>later this day, i realized that my "very good" leg had formed a large bump, approximately the size of a small red ribbon mamon. and in addition to that, my right leg had also also the same poor fate that i found it hard to walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the real story of this nasty fall. yep, a result of clumsiness plus people pushing around plus the PRC tactic of distributing the board ratings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the people distributing the board ratings announced first that they were going to distribute in the red gate. then after some shoutings of the parents waiting for their precious little children they went back inside araneta. then they decided that they will be positioning themselves in the middle of overflowing, nonmovable and flipflop kind of chairs. it was then crowded that people are pushing and decided to step on the chairs just to get their grades. and I WAS ONE OF THEM. yep, with the high heels, white stockings and all and minding to get on the chairs with grace, i stepped on one of the blue chairs. i thought i was very successful because i really had come face to face with the distributer. and within a split second, i slipped between the chair and my leg was bent like rubber. I nearly was convinced that i had a leg fracture because i cant even get to stand up. (luckily, someone helped me). and then i presented my number to the PRC personel and she told me it wasnt there and in fact on the other PRC member.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaay... so much for poise and determination...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay nako! tanga-tanga ko nga naman o. hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. i now have my own harry potter book. =) and it is the half blood prince. yipeee!!! thanks to the ninang of my bro. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/87/769/1600/oath%20taking.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/87/769/1600/oath%20taking1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/87/769/320/oath%20taking1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;anyway, i just got my picture last aug30 and i think it's good though. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125722-112410925060144040?l=prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/feeds/112410925060144040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125722&amp;postID=112410925060144040&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/112410925060144040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/112410925060144040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/2005/08/leg-locker-hex.html' title='the leg locker hex'/><author><name>prettyprettywaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03544268458627295755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v240/prettyprettywaw/jean_in_red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125722.post-112408607233124425</id><published>2005-08-15T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T20:13:24.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the bruise</title><content type='html'>if you ever think that you will not get bumped, squashed, jammed (pls include all the words that will make your body looked as if it had undergone mammography), then think again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the Oath Taking Ceremony for new nurses hosted by the PRC. and i tell you, it was a total chaos especially on the last part when the board passers will claim thier subject ratings. PRC is so disoragnized!!! and the result of that nasty distribution was that i got a big bruise the length of a 6-inch ruler on my leg and not to mention i DID NOT even got my official rating! (papadala na lang daw through mail.) grrrr talaga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i will be going later at USTe at 2pm to have another bite on food. haha! lafang na naman. pero buti naman at UST ang magt-treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125722-112408607233124425?l=prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/feeds/112408607233124425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125722&amp;postID=112408607233124425&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/112408607233124425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/112408607233124425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/2005/08/bruise.html' title='the bruise'/><author><name>prettyprettywaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03544268458627295755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v240/prettyprettywaw/jean_in_red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125722.post-112401308886596546</id><published>2005-08-14T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T17:55:04.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>animagus</title><content type='html'>if i can have the magical transformation from a man to an animal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.yayajon.com/watercircle/images/quizresultunicorn.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;p&gt;You are the most universal mythical beast ever. Sightings of the unicorn have been reported from all over the world, even in modern times. Unicorns are pure and incorruptible. In China, unicorns symbolized gentleness, good will, and wisdom. Christianity links the unicorn with Christ. It is said that unicorns would only allow virgin girls to see them, let alone touch them. They were easily lured into fatal ambushes by a virgin with some poachers waiting for the unicorn in nearby bushes. A unicorn's horn was a highly prized possession, which was reputed to have great healing capabilities. With the touch of its horn, a unicorn could bring back a person who had been dead for several hours. But when separated from the unicorn's body, the magic was significantly reduced. The unicorn had the body of a horse, a unique spiraling horn, and a lion's tail. They were pure white in color.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What mythical beast best represents you?&lt;a href="http://www.yayajon.com/watercircle/beastquiz.html"&gt; Take the quiz!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, back to reading the potter books...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125722-112401308886596546?l=prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/feeds/112401308886596546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125722&amp;postID=112401308886596546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/112401308886596546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/112401308886596546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/2005/08/animagus_14.html' title='animagus'/><author><name>prettyprettywaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03544268458627295755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v240/prettyprettywaw/jean_in_red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125722.post-112314162758649634</id><published>2005-08-04T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T14:40:40.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>job hunt 2005</title><content type='html'>i was so busy apparating to prc to ust to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALL&lt;/span&gt; the hospitals near the Quezon Memorial Circle just to apply for a job this past few weeks and for goodness sake, it was energy sucking and not to mention money sucking too. (I do hope to have a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;niffler&lt;/span&gt; so that it help me find extra money. haha!) not to mention that there are so many requirements to each hospital and EACH hospital has different sets of requirements. So in addition to the job hunt, i was zooming on a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;firebolt&lt;/span&gt; to each of the government offices to get my NBI clearance, SSS forms and other stuffs similar to those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i realized, sheez, I AM getting OLD. I used to think that stuff was ADULT stuff and I was getting them for my OWN use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i just hope that Capitol Medical Center would call ot text me right away so i can prepare for their exams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just also hope that UST College of Nursing office would be faster in processing my request for certifications of RLE, GWA, character reference so i can FINALLY submit my application at Philippine Heart Center (dream hospital)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then when I have enough money to fly, i can go to this magical symposium...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/87/769/320/lumosanim.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then again, how could i go there next year? i still have to take those mind boggling and money sucking(i really need a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Niffler&lt;/span&gt; badly) examinations like the CGFNS, NCLEX, TOEFL/IELTS.... arrrggh!!! when will this ever end??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will this mean, i stuck here in the philippines forever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't mind as long there is good pay. (hey! when will this happen?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o well, that's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its ok as long as it stays magical.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125722-112314162758649634?l=prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/feeds/112314162758649634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125722&amp;postID=112314162758649634&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/112314162758649634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/112314162758649634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/2005/08/job-hunt-2005.html' title='job hunt 2005'/><author><name>prettyprettywaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03544268458627295755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v240/prettyprettywaw/jean_in_red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125722.post-112184730564473726</id><published>2005-07-20T16:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T12:25:14.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haay...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/87/769/1600/All%20smiles(084).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 187px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px" height="175" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/87/769/320/All%20smiles%28084%29.jpg" width="226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay nako... kelan kaya ako makakapagtrabaho???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kelan kaya ako makakapagdate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. tagal naman...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kelan kaya ako magkakaron ng complete set ng Harry Potter books?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. tagal pa din cguro.. (unless may magreregalo. hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haay buhay...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125722-112184730564473726?l=prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/feeds/112184730564473726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125722&amp;postID=112184730564473726&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/112184730564473726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/112184730564473726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/2005/07/haay.html' title='haay...'/><author><name>prettyprettywaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03544268458627295755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v240/prettyprettywaw/jean_in_red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125722.post-112115519384737923</id><published>2005-07-12T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T15:59:53.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im not just a nurse..</title><content type='html'>Im not just a nurse, im a witch!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in Gryffindor&lt;br /&gt;my wand: unicorn hair, willow and 10 inches...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wuhuuu... certified harry potter fanatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalalalalalala...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125722-112115519384737923?l=prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/feeds/112115519384737923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125722&amp;postID=112115519384737923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/112115519384737923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/112115519384737923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/2005/07/im-not-just-nurse.html' title='im not just a nurse..'/><author><name>prettyprettywaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03544268458627295755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v240/prettyprettywaw/jean_in_red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125722.post-112004158455410718</id><published>2005-06-29T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T17:48:18.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jean Lorraine C. Mata, RN</title><content type='html'>simple lang... ako ay isang ng Nurse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeeehhh!!!! nakapasa na ako sa June 2005 NUrsing Licensure Exams.!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yehey! ako na ay isang RN (registered nurse)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks sa prayers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You God!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125722-112004158455410718?l=prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/feeds/112004158455410718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125722&amp;postID=112004158455410718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/112004158455410718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/112004158455410718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/2005/06/jean-lorraine-c-mata-rn.html' title='Jean Lorraine C. Mata, RN'/><author><name>prettyprettywaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03544268458627295755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v240/prettyprettywaw/jean_in_red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125722.post-111777169417080518</id><published>2005-06-03T12:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T12:09:54.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>board exams na...</title><content type='html'>haay.. board exams na sa sunday at monday. good luck sa ming lahat. sana 100% kami pasado. so help us God. please po!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ngyak ngyak!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sobrang nakakaka STRESS to!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;belated happy birthday pala sakin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tanda ko na!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125722-111777169417080518?l=prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/feeds/111777169417080518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125722&amp;postID=111777169417080518&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/111777169417080518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/111777169417080518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/2005/06/board-exams-na.html' title='board exams na...'/><author><name>prettyprettywaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03544268458627295755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v240/prettyprettywaw/jean_in_red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125722.post-111467588251160662</id><published>2005-04-28T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T16:48:27.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im not being  Productive</title><content type='html'>so as the title states, im not being productive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to be reviewing right now but all i want to do now is to surf the internet.&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to meet my blockmates at starbuko tomas morato to review but i didnt go. it is far away from home (sana matapos na yung starbucks sa commonwealth) and i was too lazy to go because it is freaking hot outside. maybe I'll go later. hehe! i want mocha frap but it's giving me palpitations. but in fairness, the ambiance in starbucks is very conducive to studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how stupid of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the nursing licensure exams is fast approaching... and im NOT READY yet. my anxiety level is not helping me. i feel very tensed... sheez, i have finished one subject, now theres 9 more to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must get to GC mode ASAP. i need some motivation or should i say someone to motivate me. pero wala eh. bwiset..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I went to the Quezon City Hall this morning to have my RLE, OR, DR Forms notarized for FREE. haha, salamat sa libreng serbisyo ni Atty Bong Liban III. i was also surprised dahil ang bilis nga ng process eh. ang galing. and take note, no long queue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheez, PRC is closed tomorrow. this means i will not be able to file my application for the board exams. bwiset...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to focus, but there are thoughts in my mind that bothers me, still bothering me up to this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sh*t!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125722-111467588251160662?l=prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/feeds/111467588251160662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125722&amp;postID=111467588251160662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/111467588251160662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/111467588251160662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/2005/04/im-not-being-productive.html' title='Im not being  Productive'/><author><name>prettyprettywaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03544268458627295755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v240/prettyprettywaw/jean_in_red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125722.post-111304434317922990</id><published>2005-04-09T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T19:25:21.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>grad ball</title><content type='html'>so grad ball namin last night.  ayun masaya naman. hehehe! obvious ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero bago ako naging masaya, naging malungkot ako. at eto ang storya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pag dating ko sa venue ng aming grad ball, which is in fern woods, aba ang mga tao may mga date. ako wala? hmmm... sa sobrang depressed ko, tinext ko pa nga best friend ko ng ganito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"malaking pagsisisi. Di ako nagdala ng date."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;napaka kitid na utak ko nun. thinking na i would only be happy with a guy by miy side at that time. at nagreply sakin ang akong best friend na presented me reality once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" ayan, manood ka na lang ng romantic movie starring all your batchmates and their dates...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;patay! mukhang yan nga ang nangyayari bawat minuto ang lumilipas. kaya naisiapn ko na lang maglakad lakad na muna para naman malibang ko ang aking sarili. tapos tinext ko ang aking bestfriend ng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"pano kaya kung itext ko si _________ at sabihin ko pumunta siya sa grad ball ko now na?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at sabi niya. "baliw ka ba?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in fact, baliw nga ako nung mga panahong yun,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at last, it was finally time to eat. hahaha! maaaliw ko na naman sarili ko. after days of no rice, panahon na para bawiin ang aking kain. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so kumakain na, hinanap ko ang aking crush. aba, wala pa? akala ko ba na ininvite na siya ng grad ball organizers at akala ko ba confirmed na pupunta siya. grabe, anong petsa na, wala pa siya eh ang lapit lapit naman ng panggagalingan niya. hmmph! what a grad ball tlaga to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero habang ako'y padessert na, siya ay dumating! halleliua! hehehe! yehey!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so di ko malapitan at wala pang chance na makausap ko siya... hmm.. gotta have  a picture with him. or better yet, kelangan mag sayaw kami. hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the time came at ayung nagkaron na ng chance na magkausap kmi at mag picture picture kami. niyaya niya ako magsayaw. tinanggihan ko. hehe, hiya ako eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos napansin ko na mukhang aalis na siya! noooo!!! dapat mag sayaw muna kami. ayan kasi eh, niyaya na nga ako, umayaw pa ako, yan tuloy, matatapos na lang ang gabi na di kami nagsayaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, niyaya niya ulit ako. hahaha! im so very happy. cute niyang sumayaw. hehe, nuff said. i was very happy that night. I enjoyed my gradball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesson learned: i dont have to have a date just to be happy. i just have to utilized  resources around me. hehe! kidding! but myabe, it is undeniably much more happier if your with your special someone. (in my case, i have a special someone, it just happens that im not his special someone.) and also, i just dont have to forget on why a grad ball is celebrated. it is to celebrate graduation with my batchmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125722-111304434317922990?l=prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/feeds/111304434317922990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125722&amp;postID=111304434317922990&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/111304434317922990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/111304434317922990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/2005/04/grad-ball.html' title='grad ball'/><author><name>prettyprettywaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03544268458627295755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v240/prettyprettywaw/jean_in_red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125722.post-111286252528359200</id><published>2005-04-07T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T16:28:45.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wala</title><content type='html'>walang updates. pasensya mga friends. wala kasi kaming telepono. naputol. pasaway kasi kapatid ko. tama bang makipag telebabad gamit ang landline pantawag sa cellphone. hay nako bwiset!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, masyadong madaming nangyari nung mga nakaraang araw at di ata magkakasya lahat yun dito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;Gumraduate na ako!!! yipee! pero di ko feel. wala pa kasi akong RN sa pangalan ko. BSN pa lang ang title ko. haha!&lt;br /&gt;ayun, mejo malungkot nung grad. dalawa lang kasi ang nakaalala. =,( pero ganun talaga ang buhay, pag insignificant ka sa mundo, wala talagang makakaalala sayo. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, pagkatapos ng grad eh review na para sa boards the following day. hay sobrang nakakapagod. pero honestly, nageenjoy ako. mahirap nga lang magsulat. makakaubos na nga yung pages sa notebook ko at less than two weeks pa lang ako nagrereview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in connection sa review, may bago na naman akong crush. haha! pero bading siya. di kami talo. kaasar. pero cute kasi. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ano pa ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grad ball namin bukas. halos lahat sila may mga ka-date. ako wala. sabi ng mga blockmates ko isama ko si______. tumawa lang ako. haha! as if naman! as if naman na sasama at papayag.  hay nako. bahala na nga. pero sana lang eh maenjoy ko ang grad ball kahit walang date. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ano pa ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala akong maisip na maisulat na mas maganda ngayon. wala kasi ako sa mood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125722-111286252528359200?l=prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/feeds/111286252528359200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125722&amp;postID=111286252528359200&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/111286252528359200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/111286252528359200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/2005/04/wala.html' title='wala'/><author><name>prettyprettywaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03544268458627295755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v240/prettyprettywaw/jean_in_red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125722.post-111063116941358262</id><published>2005-03-12T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T20:39:29.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>compre</title><content type='html'>tagal ko na palang di nagppost sa aking bloggy. hehe! napaka hectic ng sked. clearance dun, papirma sa prof, habol sa prof. haay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, nag comprehensive exams kami kanina. yun daw yung exams last boards.&lt;br /&gt;ano kaya score ko kahit di nag aral?&lt;br /&gt;hehe, papasa kayaa ako?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so change topic pero related pa rin sa araw na to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pumunta siya sa classroom kanina.&lt;br /&gt;at may nagsabi habang nageexam kami... "lorraine, lorraine"&lt;br /&gt;aba, ngumite! ang kyut! haha!&lt;br /&gt;pero nalaman tuloy ng klase..&lt;br /&gt;at ng prof namin&lt;br /&gt;wag naman sana niya sabihin sa kanya. nakakahiya. hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayun, nakakamiss na magduty as a student nurse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala lang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ano pa ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nako, kelangan ko na atang uminom ng gatorade. nanghihina na ako dahil sa king pag****** ng dalawang araw. hehe! sunken eyeballs at lethargic na nga ko kanina sa exams. pero yun nga pumunta siya sa classroom at nag tachycardia ako at nakapagexam ako ulit ng matino. hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;at after exams, binigay ko yung index card ng blockmate ko sa kanya na long overdue ko na dapat binigay! (hehe,gumagawa lang ng rason para makausap siya!) hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teka, no guys allowed status na dapat ako ah...&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.... dapat mag abide ako sa sarili kong rule.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha! as if!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dito na lang muna. bwiset yung kapatid ko, pinipilit na ako mag dc!&lt;br /&gt;demanding! bwiset!&lt;br /&gt;nawala tuloy momentum ko sa pagsusulat...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125722-111063116941358262?l=prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/feeds/111063116941358262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125722&amp;postID=111063116941358262&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/111063116941358262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/111063116941358262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/2005/03/compre_12.html' title='compre'/><author><name>prettyprettywaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03544268458627295755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v240/prettyprettywaw/jean_in_red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125722.post-111003349941197890</id><published>2005-03-05T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T09:49:47.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NS del Carmen Ward</title><content type='html'>so... tapos na ang buhay student nurse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last day na kanina ng duty.  malungkot na masaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aayy... di ko na siya lagi makikita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha! naku, baka mabasa niya to! lagot!&lt;br /&gt;lalalalalala!&lt;br /&gt;wala daw siyang girlfriend?! ano ba tlaga??? hehe!&lt;br /&gt;ano ba yan! baka mabuking naman ako nito.&lt;br /&gt;wag naman sana....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ano pa ba? ayun masaya naman ang last day ng duty. actually, di lang masaya kundi masayang masaya.(hmmm, bakit kaya?) pero di naman yung extreme na masaya. nag games (charades,pinaka game) kumanta, kumain, kwentuhan, picturan at kung ano ano pa. so anyway, tsaka na yung pictures. di pa ksi nadedevelop eh. mhwahahaha! eh yung sa telepono ko, di ko pa nalilipat so next time na lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siguradong mamimiss ko yung mga duty ko. iba't ibang lessons sa life kasi ang natutunan ko. =) aawww... mamimiss ko talaga yun.. huhuhu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay, punta kaya ako ng grad ball? gusto ko talaga. kaso yung halos ng mga tao eh mag dadala ng kani-kanilang date! hmmm... sino kaya dadalhin ko? nde, ang tanong eh.. magsasama ba ako ng date??? tsaka kahit naman magsama ako wala naman sasama. kaya sus, wag na lang nga.  punta naman daw siya sa gradball eh. hehehe! sana sabay kami pumunta. hahaha! as if naman sabay kami noh? asa pa ako... pero... hay nako! wish ko lang noh?! pero sige, punta na talaga ako. final na. sa fern woods lang naman kaya ok lang kasi malapit. pero sana talaga totoo yung sinabi niya na pupunta siya para masaya. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may picture na niya ako... ahahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ummm.. grabe, di na ako estudyante. isa na akong nurse na wala lang lisensya. sobrang nakakaexcite na nakakakaba na mag boards. kakaiba ang feeling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haay... iba na ang focus ko ngayon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 5&amp;amp;6 2005 Nursing Liscensure Exams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...sheez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125722-111003349941197890?l=prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/feeds/111003349941197890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125722&amp;postID=111003349941197890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/111003349941197890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/111003349941197890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/2005/03/ns-del-carmen-ward.html' title='NS del Carmen Ward'/><author><name>prettyprettywaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03544268458627295755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v240/prettyprettywaw/jean_in_red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125722.post-110967546500029413</id><published>2005-03-01T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T19:14:13.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yey!</title><content type='html'>yehey!!! my lecture classes are officially over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mwahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finals na bukas. Last na finals na yun sa buong college life ko.&lt;br /&gt;ang bilis naman ng mga pangyayari. parang kelan lang eh freshman pa lang ako.&lt;br /&gt;ngayon, di lang ako senior kundi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;graduating na... ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos, duty na lang sa friday at saturday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yehey ulet!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos clearance, seminars, etc na lang. tapos grad na tapos review na para sa board exams... ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos, boards na... ngyay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125722-110967546500029413?l=prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/feeds/110967546500029413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125722&amp;postID=110967546500029413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/110967546500029413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/110967546500029413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/2005/03/yey.html' title='yey!'/><author><name>prettyprettywaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03544268458627295755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v240/prettyprettywaw/jean_in_red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125722.post-110950633675648618</id><published>2005-02-27T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T20:12:16.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>para sa socio</title><content type='html'>wala lang akong maipost kaya yung paper na lang sa sociology III na lang ang ilalagay ko dito. hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****************************************************************************  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Adolf Hitler and Pope John Paul II.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Two different individuals who had greatly affected the way many people act and think. They are two mere people who made difference to the world by their own ideological, beliefs, teachings and aspirations. They had made a difference that one would always remember one way or another.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;They started their life like ordinary kids. Pope John Paul II was an athlete and playwright while Hitler was a great artist. Both of them didn’t know that someday they would be somebody; the world would look up to. They had become masters of their craft; Pope John Paul II in his Catholic faith and Adolf Hitler in his leadership.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;It is surprising to know that at the inception of their lives, they were leading in the same path. Both of them are prayerful and wanted to serve the church. But due to different circumstances, their track went to different paths. It is explicit that the environment can play an important part in molding one’s character and personality. Likewise, the family is very crucial in the formation of a person. Pope John Paul had a nourishing family while Hitler had a not so good family experience.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Pope John Paul II is remembered for his holiness and his Catholic teachings. In addition, his views and efforts about political oppression, and his stand about &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;capital punishment, world debt forgiveness, and poverty issues remained a part of his character as the head of the Roman Catholic Church.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Adolf Hitler, meanwhile, was remembered as the person who led the mass execution of the Jews. He is the Nazi Party. He is said to be evil personified. But even though many had held grudges and hatred towards this man, he still was followed by his allies for he exhibits charms and very good leadership and decision making skills.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;It’s funny that no matter what you do, you will be still remembered in one way or another. So how do I want to be remembered? I may not be as great as Pope John Paul II, but his good ways are my inspiration for doing good things. But actually, I want to be remembered as a good and very caring nurse. I like that someday, someone will say, “Nurse Jean Lorraine? Then Smiles. She is my nurse who took care of me very well and loved me like her own life” A nurse who is filled with passion and commitment at her craft. A very dedicated one. One who is always at the patient’s bedside when he/she needed someone during her hospital stay. I chose to be a nurse even though this work entails some dirty work. Changing diapers, draining urines and handling different kinds of secretions are indeed not nice but, if this is to the patient’s happiness and comfort, I will gladly be attending to that person. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;In my last project in course of marriage and family, I wrote there that I want to be remembered as a person overflowing with love. Now, I would like to change that. I would also like to be remembered not just a person, but a Nurse overflowing with love. And if I was remembered that way, I would be the happiest person because I have touched a person’s life. And in my chosen career, I had shown my patients the love God has for them. In addition, in order for me to achieve my legacy, I will live to the statement that a good nurse is love personified. And not only to my patients will I shower my love but especially to my family and friends.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Pope John Paul II and Adolf Hitler, the two prominent people in our century today really made a difference. And how about me, who is just about to graduate and who will just begin her career could make a difference? As ridiculous as it might seem, I will begin it by simply smiling. I really believe that a smile could make a difference and even move Mountains. There is really power and magic in the smile of a person. Of course, that is just only a beginning. The next thing that I will do is use my profession in making a difference. First I will help my family and return the favor they had given me. Then to my patients, I can not only offer my nursing care but my other talents as well. Likewise, I can be their advocate and help them fight for their rights by exemplifying the Christian social virtues that I had learned at school. Or maybe, I can make a difference in the nursing profession by helping in the improvement of the nursing practice.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Being outside the hospital does not end my purpose of making a difference. I will help to those in need. In here, I can help them read, write, dance, sing, draw and help them engage in different kinds of sports.. I know that I can do that now but I wasn’t able to have the opportunity to join groups that helps the needy. Every time that I see someone in the streets begging for something, I wished that I could make a difference in the life of that person. And I think that it is not too late. My dreams of helping my needy brothers and sisters will soon be a reality since I will be soon be working and be able to share my blessings. And maybe I will put up a center if I have sufficient funds&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;These I think will be some ways that I can make a difference. Some of these are simple but I believe that a simple act would be the root of greater things. In fact, a commercial says that great things come from small beginnings. Starting in my own little way can maybe pave the way for some immense events. Hilter and Pope didn’t know that they will be on what they are right now. And who knows, if God will permit, I too can make a great difference that can contribute to the glory of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;**ngyahaha! drama ba? hehe! üüü &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125722-110950633675648618?l=prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/feeds/110950633675648618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125722&amp;postID=110950633675648618&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/110950633675648618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/110950633675648618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/2005/02/para-sa-socio.html' title='para sa socio'/><author><name>prettyprettywaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03544268458627295755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v240/prettyprettywaw/jean_in_red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125722.post-110924346930436578</id><published>2005-02-24T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T15:30:15.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woman</title><content type='html'>By the time the Lord made woman, he had been&lt;br /&gt;working six days straight.&lt;br /&gt;He was very tired. An angel appeared before Him&lt;br /&gt;and said, "Lord, why&lt;br /&gt;are you spending so much time on this one?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord answered, "Have you seen the spec&lt;br /&gt;sheet on her? She has to be&lt;br /&gt;water-proof, but not plastic or hard. She must have&lt;br /&gt;over 200 movable&lt;br /&gt;parts, all replaceable and be able to run on diet&lt;br /&gt;Coke and leftovers.&lt;br /&gt;She must have a lap that can hold at least four&lt;br /&gt;children at a time, a&lt;br /&gt;kiss that can cure anything from a scraped knee to&lt;br /&gt;a broken heart and, she&lt;br /&gt;must be able to talk on the telephone, cook, scold&lt;br /&gt;a child and pet the&lt;br /&gt;dog all at the same time with only two hands."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The angel was astounded. "No way! Only two&lt;br /&gt;hands!" "Yes." The Lord&lt;br /&gt;said. "And that's just the standard model."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lord, that is too much work for you. Wait until&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow. You can&lt;br /&gt;finish up then."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No!" The Lord protested. "I am too close to&lt;br /&gt;finishing this creation&lt;br /&gt;that is so close to my heart. She can already heal&lt;br /&gt;herself and work 18&lt;br /&gt;hours a day. I'm just about done."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The angel moved in for a closer look and touched&lt;br /&gt;the woman. "Lord,&lt;br /&gt;you've made her so soft."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, she is soft," the Lord agreed. "But she is&lt;br /&gt;also tough! You have&lt;br /&gt;no idea what she can do, endure or accomplish."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Will she be able to think too?" the angel asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord replied, "Not only will she be able to&lt;br /&gt;think, she will be able&lt;br /&gt;to pray, reason, mediate, negotiate and meditate."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The angel noticed something and reach out to&lt;br /&gt;touch the woman's cheek.&lt;br /&gt;"Oops! You've put so much in her, she starting to&lt;br /&gt;leak Lord. I told&lt;br /&gt;you, you were putting to much in this one."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's not a leak. That's a tear."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What's that for?" The angel inquired.&lt;br /&gt;The Lord whispered, "Her tears are the way she&lt;br /&gt;will express her joy,&lt;br /&gt;her sorrow, her pain, her disappointment, her love,&lt;br /&gt;her loneliness, her&lt;br /&gt;grief and her pride. It is a symbol of her heart."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The angel was impressed. "You are a genius Lord.&lt;br /&gt;You've thought of&lt;br /&gt;everything. This woman you are making is truly&lt;br /&gt;amazing is she not?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all the pride of a brand new father the Lord&lt;br /&gt;said, "Oh yes she is!&lt;br /&gt;Women have strengths that will amaze men. They&lt;br /&gt;bear hardships and&lt;br /&gt;carry burdens, but the will, at the same time hold&lt;br /&gt;happiness, love and&lt;br /&gt;joy.&lt;br /&gt;They will smile when they want to scream. Sing&lt;br /&gt;when they want to cry.&lt;br /&gt;They cry when they are happy and laugh when&lt;br /&gt;they are nervous.&lt;br /&gt;They fight for those they love and all that they&lt;br /&gt;believe in.&lt;br /&gt;They stand up for injustice and remain seated in&lt;br /&gt;humility.&lt;br /&gt;They will not take no for an answer when they&lt;br /&gt;know there is a better&lt;br /&gt;way. They will go without so that their family,&lt;br /&gt;particularly the&lt;br /&gt;children can have what they need. They will go to&lt;br /&gt;the doctor with a&lt;br /&gt;frightened&lt;br /&gt;friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will go to court with a wayward husband.&lt;br /&gt;They love&lt;br /&gt;unconditionally often, asking for and taking little in&lt;br /&gt;return.&lt;br /&gt;They cry when their children excel and cheer when&lt;br /&gt;their friends are&lt;br /&gt;rewarded. They are happy to hear about a birth,&lt;br /&gt;knowing the&lt;br /&gt;difficulties that may lie ahead. They cheer because&lt;br /&gt;they will help a&lt;br /&gt;friend through it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They love weddings and might even help make the&lt;br /&gt;dress.&lt;br /&gt;The can cook some can even bake. Their hearts&lt;br /&gt;break when someone dies&lt;br /&gt;yet, they are strong when others may think there&lt;br /&gt;is no strength left.&lt;br /&gt;They know that a hug and a kiss can heal a&lt;br /&gt;broken heart and, they will&lt;br /&gt;offer them to anyone sho needs one. They come in&lt;br /&gt;all sizes, shapes and&lt;br /&gt;colors. They can walk, run, fly, drive or e-mail to&lt;br /&gt;remind you that&lt;br /&gt;they love you. It is the heart of a woman that will&lt;br /&gt;keep the world turning&lt;br /&gt;and things in order. They have the babies because&lt;br /&gt;men could never figure out&lt;br /&gt;how to put so much in such a small space.&lt;br /&gt;Women bring hope and joy.&lt;br /&gt;They birth compassion and ideals. They are the&lt;br /&gt;moral support that keeps&lt;br /&gt;the family of humanity together. Woman have&lt;br /&gt;important things to say and&lt;br /&gt;even more important things to do. They ask very&lt;br /&gt;little and offer all&lt;br /&gt;they have - - that's their one flaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What flaw?" asked the angel.&lt;br /&gt;Sadly the Lord responded, "They seem to always&lt;br /&gt;forget their worth."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;haay... yan ang naffeel ko this past few weeks and days. i feel very insignificant.  ewan. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grabe, ngayon lang ako nakapagpost ulit. ang tagal ko ng di nakakapag update dito. anyway, next time na lang ang mga kwento galore. mga up fair na napuntahan at kung ano ano pa na nangyari last week. hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;acads week talaga ngayon. lahat umiikot ang pwet sa ka busy-han. completion ng ganyan, clearance sa ganitong subject. reporting jan, reporting dito. gawa powerpoint, present. print ng mga kung ano-ano at pass ng mga requirements, etc. di ko ma-blame mga prof ko, 1 week na lang kasi at finals na. ay actually next week. hah?! finals ko na pala sext week?! shocks ang bilis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of reportings, yahoo! 100% sa reporting sa Rizal! wahaha! ang galing natin "faithfools" siyempre, ako gumawa ng powerpoint. hahaha! ang kapal! wazzup wazzup? hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;nung saturday ko lang na confirm na crush ko pala siya. haha! ayaw ng mga blockmates ko na maging crush ko siya. haha! pero sabi ko sa kanila eh crush talaga ko nga siya. sayang magtatapos na ang school at di ko na siya makikita. ay, makikita ko pala siya dito sa tabi-tabi. hahaha! pero sana naman noh! sana LAGI ko siya makita dito. eh ano naman ngayon? may girlfriend daw eh... pero bakit, crush lang nman talaga eh. asus, crush lang ba talaga? sana... haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;nakakamiss na pala ang magkaron ng crush. nakakatuwa yung feeling. ang saya. pero in the end, i'll end up crying again. lagi naman ganun eh. ah ewan. para bang why bother to have someone you'll hold in your heart when you know that sometime in the future eh you will become sad. putek na mga risk risk na yan! kung bakit ba kasi naimbento. haha, mukhang timang noh? knowing myself na who believes STRONGLY in love, na love is the ultimate reason that you'll end up together, na love is sufficient enough, na love blah blah blah, parang ang ironic ng mga statements ko ngayon. di mo kasi alam kung matutuwa ka sa mga nararamdaman mo. matutuwa ka ba dahil alam mong buhay ka pa at may nararamdaman kang mga emotion o maaasar ka sa sarili mo dahil, oops, i have fallen in love again. bwiset! bwiset na hinde. pero eto kasi, nasasad lang talaga ako sa mga nangyayari. lalo na nung nabasa ko yun. ewan, parang may tumusok sakin at ang way na lang na malabas mo yun ay umiyak ka na lang.&lt;br /&gt;May mga circumstances na feeling mo na pinapaglaruan ka lang. na itatanong mo na bakit kelangang mangyari yun? na bakit ganun? etc etc&lt;br /&gt;   sana lang talaga eh despite on what is happening, i'll remain strong. putek!  kaya ko pa ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;putek dami problema dito! kelangan ko ng lakas....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;ngayon ko lang narealize na dami ko palang prof na kapitbahay namin. ang small world talaga, as in. last time na namin sa area na yun with our CIs. nakakalungkot, kasi last na yun. nakakatakot kasi she is freeing us from her hands to practice independently. pwede pwede na daw kaming pakawalan. sheeez, sana makaya namin. at sabi niya, kami daw ang best RLE! haha! ang haba ng hair namin. haha, nagmaganda na naman. pero mga friends, mali yung mga impression namin sa CI na yun. ang galing niya kahit kakagraduate lang niya. ang galing talaga niya, ang talino. at she exhibits wisdom. para turuan kami(4) ng leksyon, eh pinaiyak niya kami. brutal ba? nde. marunong siya mang disipilina. fair. kaya natutuwa ako na sa last duty ko sa unibersidad ng santo tomas eh nakatagpo ako ng ganung CI. kaya yun, salamat! oy bka isipin niyo sipsip ako ha! di noh! hahaha! sabi pa niya, within a few months eh collegue na namin siya. oha ang taray. hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yehey, may review na kami after finals! excited na ko. yehey, wala ng uniform. pero ngyay! nakakakaba. comprehensive review ito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**choi, pagaling ka na! =)&lt;br /&gt;**mil, hoy miss! baket ka sakin nagpapabili ng bike? hehe!&lt;br /&gt;**faithfools, kaya natin ang CHN protocol! haha!&lt;br /&gt;**mam anenias, congrats sa new baby! =)&lt;br /&gt;**uy ish, sori di tayo nagkita kanina. di ka kasi reply eh. hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o siya. next time na lang ang mga kwento galore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125722-110924346930436578?l=prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/feeds/110924346930436578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125722&amp;postID=110924346930436578&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/110924346930436578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/110924346930436578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/2005/02/woman.html' title='Woman'/><author><name>prettyprettywaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03544268458627295755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v240/prettyprettywaw/jean_in_red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125722.post-110856031296432653</id><published>2005-02-16T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T21:32:02.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Will be There&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--Kyla--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whenever you feel, all alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whenever you feel there is no reason to go on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When there is doubt, in your heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When there is no one in this world that you can find&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who will give you support, in everything you’ll do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And who will believe, that you will see things true I will be there, I’ll be there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I’ll be your shoulder you can lean on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I’ll be your friend you can depend on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will be there, I will be there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There are times, when things go wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes there are times when you feel you just don’t belong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And there are days, when things don’t go right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes there are days when you’re not willing to fight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You will need someone, who will tell you it’s ok&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Someone who believes, believes in you all the way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will be there, I’ll be there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I’ll be your shoulder you can lean on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I’ll be your friend you can depend on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will be there, I will be there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will be there, I’ll be there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I’ll be your shoulder you can lean on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I’ll be your friend you can depend on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will be there, I will be there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will be there, I’ll be there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I’ll be your shoulder you can lean on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I’ll be your friend you can depend on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will be there, I will be there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125722-110856031296432653?l=prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/feeds/110856031296432653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125722&amp;postID=110856031296432653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/110856031296432653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/110856031296432653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/2005/02/blog-post_16.html' title='=('/><author><name>prettyprettywaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03544268458627295755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v240/prettyprettywaw/jean_in_red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125722.post-110812903142131634</id><published>2005-02-11T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T21:41:50.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Readiness for enhancement of vocal quality related to coke commercial</title><content type='html'>sing with me.. hehehe! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sana (coke commercial)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sana'y masabi sa awit kong ito&lt;br /&gt;lahat ng ninanais nitong puso ko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sana'y saan man, patungo sa buhay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;may pagibig, may pagasa, may saya at saysay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sana sa bawat sandali matikman pa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sarap ng pagsasama at simpleng ligaya&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tara na, sakyan lang,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;malay mo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;andyan lang, andyan lang, ang hinahanap mo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;ang simple lang ng mensahe ng kanta pero ang ganda. =)&lt;br /&gt;sana nga ang buhay kahit anong mangyari, may pagibig, pag asa, saya at saysay. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at naniniwala ako dun sa last 2 lines. di natin alam na ang hinahanap natin ay nasa harap na pala natin. masyado tayong naprepre-occupied sa paghahanap ng "better" one. Di natin napapansin na nababalewa na pala at natatake for granted na pala natin siya/sila/yung bagay na yun. na in which, ito na pala ang magpapasaya sa atin ng sobra sobra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero wag sumobra sa paginom ng coke ha. coke contains 18 tbsp of sugar. yikes! diabetes galore!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125722-110812903142131634?l=prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/feeds/110812903142131634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125722&amp;postID=110812903142131634&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/110812903142131634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/110812903142131634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/2005/02/readiness-for-enhancement-of-vocal.html' title='Readiness for enhancement of vocal quality related to coke commercial'/><author><name>prettyprettywaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03544268458627295755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v240/prettyprettywaw/jean_in_red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125722.post-110812705001600500</id><published>2005-02-11T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T21:04:10.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Altered Thought Processes related to reality disorientation; Disturbed energy fields related to related learning experience</title><content type='html'>Imagine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umuulan. tumatakbo ka papuntang hospital na may dala - dalang mabigat na backpack, brunner-suddarth MS (medical-surgical) book vol.2 at "apron", nakaputing uniform para sa RLE mo. Tumatakbo ka dahil LATE ka na. nagkakadapa-dapa ka na sa kakatakbo dahil every five minutes late mo ay 30 minutes makeup duty. at ine-expect mo na ang Clinical Instructor na sasalubong sayo ay isa sa mga toksik CIs na nababalitaan mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yan ang scenario ko kahapon ng umaga.. grabe talaga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first day sa last shift ko na to sa buong college life at late ako. grabe talaga! tama ba naman kasi na magising ako ng 6:15am at ang duty ko ay 7am. literal na 5minutes ako naligo at nagbihis. ang lamig tuloy ng pinangligo ko. pero di ko na masyado napansin yun. kung bakit ba naman kasi late na ako nagising. siguro nananaginip na naman ako at di ko alam na nasa real world na pala ako. kainis! Di bale sana kung natatandaan ko pa yung panaginip ko. pero hinde! di ko tuloy alam kung nagkaroon ba ulit ako ng sweet dreams. hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hayun... 30 minutes late ako. dapat 16 hours makeup duty na un... buti na lang binase yung time sa time sa college namin kaya 20 minutes late lang ako. pero 2 hours extension din un... naman... make up duty. bwiset..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayun, e di ok na ang duty. di masyado toksik. mabait naman patient ko. ok na sana araw ko. nandun ako sa nurse's station, nakatayo. aalis na sana ako at uupo sandali ng biglang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;natapakan ng blockmate ko ang aking sapatos at ito'y nasira...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;namatay na sapatos ko... labas bituka.. nakakaawa. haha, pinagtulungan namin na i-tape ung sapatos ko para tumagal siya kahit matapos ang araw. nakakatawa talaga yung itsura namin habang nirerepair yung sapatos ko. gumamit na kami ng paste pero nag 00ze. Ginamit namin yung micropore tape at umubra! hahaha! pero meant siguro na magkaganun siya. pero nakakalungkot. lilinisin ko pa sana siya para maging pearly white ang color. kakasabi lang kasi ng CI namin na gusto niya na parang bago ang sapatos namin. ayun. mukhang bago na nga sapatos ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malamang, bago na talaga kasi siya ngayon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bago ako makabili ng sapatos. umulan na naman! haay, bad timing talaga yang ulan na yan minsan! naatat tuloy ako bumili ng sapatos. nahirapan pa ako bumili. kesyo wala na daw akong size. biggest na nga hinihingi ko pero wala na daw. buti na lang at sa sm annex may natyempuhan ako. haay.. di ko na nga pinabalot ung sapatos kasi isusuot ko na. haha, buti na lang talaga kundi patay ako pagnagduty kinabukasan. pero pagod galore talaga! pagkadating ko ng bahay, knock out na ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayun, ok naman duty ko sa ospital ngayon. masaya. nakakagaan talaga ng loob lalo na pag nakikta mong na aapreciate ng patient yung care na pinapakita mo sa kanila. tinanong nga ako nung patient ko kung nahihirapan ako sa nursing. sabi ko, nakakapagod po talaga pero masaya ako sa ginagawa ko. ayun,  ang key naman kasi siguro ay naeenjoy mo yung ginagawa mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haay... charge nurse pala ako bukas at kelangan ko ng ireview ang mga cases ng aking patients... sana maging ok ang duty ko bukas. sana mas madami pa akong mapagaling sa aking nursing care. hehe! at sana di ako late. hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sana makumpleto ko na OR cases ko!!!&lt;br /&gt;sana matapos na ang CHN protocol namin!!!&lt;br /&gt;ay grabe wala pa pala akong nagagawang pref cards for OR!!!&lt;br /&gt;bwiset! ang dami ko pa palang gagawin. may report pa pala ako sa Rizal!&lt;br /&gt;tadtad pa pala ako ng exams.. shaks naman!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero ano bang bago? para namang di ako sanay magCRAM!!! mwhahahahahahaha!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posible kaya na kapag nananaginip ang isang tao, ung kasama niya sa dream na yun eh pareho sila ng dream? parang nasa isang dream lang kayo at pareho niyong naeexperience yun? sana lang posible yon noh at sana yun yung nangyari sa last siginificant dream ko. hehehehe! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haay... balik realidad na ulit, balik trabaho, balik aral na ulit.. punta na ako sa aking cave. hehe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125722-110812705001600500?l=prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/feeds/110812705001600500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125722&amp;postID=110812705001600500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/110812705001600500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/110812705001600500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/2005/02/altered-thought-processes-related-to.html' title='Altered Thought Processes related to reality disorientation; Disturbed energy fields related to related learning experience'/><author><name>prettyprettywaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03544268458627295755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v240/prettyprettywaw/jean_in_red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125722.post-110790789856036807</id><published>2005-02-09T07:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T21:45:42.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inability to wake up from a dream related to wishing that dream is in reality</title><content type='html'>i wish that, that dream lasted until i woke up this morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just freaking sad that dreams are... just dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish that someday that will happen and last forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so pathetic... =( very pathetic... how sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why cant i change in that aspect of my life, my character, my personality?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe that is what makes Jean Lorraine a Jean Lorraine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kanta na lang kaya ako? hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;Young girl, don't cry&lt;br /&gt;I'll be right here when your world starts to fall&lt;br /&gt;Young girl, it's all right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your tears will dry, you'll soon be free to fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're safe inside your room you tend to dream&lt;br /&gt;Of a place where nothing's harder than it seems&lt;br /&gt;No one ever wants or bothers to explain&lt;br /&gt;Of the heartache life can bring and what it means&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there's no one else&lt;br /&gt;Look inside yourself&lt;br /&gt;Like your oldest friend&lt;br /&gt;Just trust the voice within&lt;br /&gt;Then you'll find the strength&lt;br /&gt;That will guide your way&lt;br /&gt;If you will learn to begin&lt;br /&gt;To trust the voice within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young girl, don't hide&lt;br /&gt;You'll never change if you just run away&lt;br /&gt;Young girl, just hold tight&lt;br /&gt;And soon you're gonna see your brighter day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now in a world where innocence is quickly claimed&lt;br /&gt;It's so hard to stand your ground when you're so afraid&lt;br /&gt;No one reaches out a hand for you to hold&lt;br /&gt;When you're lost outside look inside to your soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there's no one else&lt;br /&gt;Look inside yourself&lt;br /&gt;Like your oldest friend&lt;br /&gt;Just trust the voice within&lt;br /&gt;Then you'll find the strength&lt;br /&gt;That will guide your way&lt;br /&gt;If you will learn to begin&lt;br /&gt;To trust the voice within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;Life is a journey&lt;br /&gt;It can take you anywhere you choose to go&lt;br /&gt;As long as you're learning&lt;br /&gt;You'll find all you'll ever need to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll make it&lt;br /&gt;You'll make it&lt;br /&gt;Just don't go forsaking yourself&lt;br /&gt;No one can stop you&lt;br /&gt;You know that I'm talking to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there's no one else&lt;br /&gt;Look inside yourself&lt;br /&gt;Like your oldest friend&lt;br /&gt;Just trust the voice within&lt;br /&gt;Then you'll find the strength&lt;br /&gt;That will guide your way&lt;br /&gt;If you will learn to begin&lt;br /&gt;To trust the voice within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young girl don't cry&lt;br /&gt;I'll be right here when your world starts to fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my addiction to computer has gone overboard... hmmm... but im happy when im at the world wide web.. i feel relaxed. hehe! but too much net surfing causes me lot of distractions. hehe! like now, im gonna be late for our meeting and still im here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bloggong... i mean blogging. hehe!&lt;br /&gt;(haha! bloggong= blogging pagong! hahaha! ang corny ko!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still have to allot 30 minutes to take a bath and to dress up. one hour travel time from home to school. my meeting is at 9am. and its already 8:09am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geez... 5 minutes na lang ako maliligo. hahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125722-110790789856036807?l=prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/feeds/110790789856036807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125722&amp;postID=110790789856036807&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/110790789856036807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/110790789856036807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/2005/02/inability-to-wake-up-from-dream.html' title='Inability to wake up from a dream related to wishing that dream is in reality'/><author><name>prettyprettywaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03544268458627295755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v240/prettyprettywaw/jean_in_red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125722.post-110718286969840331</id><published>2005-01-31T22:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T23:06:28.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inabilty to function well related to traveler mode as manifested by sleepiness and soreness of throat</title><content type='html'>haha, okay sa nursing diagnosis ito ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o well, parang ang sosyal ng traveler mode eh sa tabi tabi lang naman ako nagpupunta.&lt;br /&gt;Nung saturday, overnyt sa bulacan... ayun nag midnight swimming ako. di ko matanggihan ang tubig. hehehe! tinatawag ako ng swimming pool na lumangoy ako, kaya ayun swimming galore ako. ang sarap pa rin magswim kahit parang freezing point na ang temp ng tubig. hehe! (pero sabi ko na nga ba, magkakasakit ako niyan. kaya eto na ang aking pagdurusa.) sabi ng mga blockmates ko, talagang pinanindigan ko ang aking pagiging marina. (hehe, tukso sa kin sa classroom.) anyway, masaya naman ang trip na iyon. may mga bagong friends na pag kasama mo sila ay tila wala ng kalungkutang madadama... ayun, kain galore pa din at picture galore siyempre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at ngayon, sa tarlac naman ako galing. dun sa community ng mga aetas. haay... ang ganda ganda ng lugar na iyon. nasa tuktok kasi ng bundok kaya ang ganda ng view. pero may draw back naman. ang alikabok sobra! at feeling ko, yun ang mas lalong nag irritate ng aking respiratory tract. haay... sana naman wag magtuloy tuloy ang sore throat ko sa lagnat. dami pa namang exams, deadlines, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/227/2959/640/the%20mountains_blog.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/227/2959/320/the%20mountains_blog.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the mountains of the aeta community in tarlac&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayun, mababait naman ang mga aeta families. astig nga eh, ang dami nilang alam na dialects. 3 siguro ang minimum dialects ang alam nila. ang simple lang ng pamumuhay nila. ang sarap siguro ng ganung buhay. simple at payapa. pero mejo mahirap din ang pamumuhay dun. wala silang daily supply ng tubig. kelangan pa nilang tumawid ng kabilang bundok para lang makakuha ng tubig. aaay.. kung may magagawa lang ang gobyerno at kahit sinong tao para sa kanila. at nakwento din nila na ang mga gamot nila at galing sa mga born again koreans. pero may catch, kelangang magsimba sa church nila para mabigyan ng libreng gamot. ayun, at least di lang sila medicaly supported, spritually nourished din. nakakatuwa mga batang aetas. ang kukulit! =) pag may mga dadating na "unat" (un ang tawag nila sa mga di aeta) nagkakagulo sila at ayun nagpapasikat silang lahat. nakakatuwa sila talaga. napaka carefree at parang mga walang iniisip na problema sa mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/227/2959/640/the%20child%20in%20the%20mahogany%20seeds_blog.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/227/2959/320/the%20child%20in%20the%20mahogany%20seeds_blog.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a young aeta toddler in the midst of mahogany seeds.. one of the nice pictures i took during my trip to tarlac&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;job fair din pala sa school kanina. di nga ako naka attend eh. sayang... pero cguro di ko na kelangan un kasi alam ko na kung saan ako magttrabaho. tsaka isang ospital lang naman ang nandun. tama ba un?? puro pang engg courses ang andun. as if namang engg ako diba? pero napaka interesting ng mga booth nila. pag nag second course na lang ako. hehehehe!!!! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haay... madami pa pala akong exams bukas. pero eto pa rin ako, nagbblog. hehe! para naman mawala ng onti ang pagka bangag at pagkapagod ko. para at least balance pa rin buhay ko. hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bukas na lang nga ako mag aaral... i ccram ko na lang... ulet. hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haay... =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125722-110718286969840331?l=prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/feeds/110718286969840331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125722&amp;postID=110718286969840331&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/110718286969840331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/110718286969840331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/2005/01/inabilty-to-function-well-related-to_31.html' title='Inabilty to function well related to traveler mode as manifested by sleepiness and soreness of throat'/><author><name>prettyprettywaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03544268458627295755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v240/prettyprettywaw/jean_in_red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125722.post-110683272198000984</id><published>2005-01-27T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T21:32:01.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>konting araw</title><content type='html'>konting araw na lang at pupunta akong tarlac para magsurvey ng communtity para sa aming protocol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;konting araw na lang at job fair na at di man lang ako makakaatend kasi nasa tarlac ako. (yaak.. job fair... ang tanda ko na talaga... pero gusto ko talaga pumunta sa mga job fair para "feeling" adult kunwari. hehe!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;konting araw na lang at ano na... (hehe, nevermind!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;konting araw na lang at finals na... yikes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;konting araw na lang at comprehensive exams na... isa pang yikes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;konting araw na lang at magmamarcha na ako... isa pang yikes sa expectations nga mga tao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;konting araw na lang at review na para sa board exams.. MEANING... konting araw na lang ang bakasyon ko. actually, WALA pala akong summer vacation kasi mula lunes hanggang LINGO ang aking review AT 7am to 5pm un! TAMA BA YUN?????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;konting araw na lang at Nursing Licensure Exams na! waaaah!!!! Go me! hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;konting araw na lang at magwowork na ako bilang registered nurse. (i hope!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;konting pindot na lang at makakatulog na ako. hahaha, labo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;konting kain na lang para pumayat naman ako. (as if kaya ko di kumain ng marami?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ano pa ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;konting tiis na lang at makakabili na ako ng mga "gadgets" na gusto kong bilhin kapag may trabaho na ko. hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;konting oras na lang at maguumaga na! hahaha, ang labo ko talaga...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ano pa ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;konting mga idea na lang ang natitira sa utak ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, wala na eh. hehehe! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125722-110683272198000984?l=prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/feeds/110683272198000984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125722&amp;postID=110683272198000984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/110683272198000984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/110683272198000984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/2005/01/konting-araw.html' title='konting araw'/><author><name>prettyprettywaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03544268458627295755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v240/prettyprettywaw/jean_in_red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125722.post-110657833078975753</id><published>2005-01-24T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T23:12:19.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i was assigned at the neonatal intensive care unit (NICU) since last week. when someone asks me on what area will i want to spend my nursing career, i would immediately answer in the nursery. This choice was out of my interest in babies and the added factor that a nurse's job is less tiring than in the medical - surgical ward. A nurse should just keep the baby safe and warm, keep them adequately nourished, keep them clean and dry by changing diapers once the "output" has reached its due time, and keep them entertained when they cry. (i had done this by singing to the babies and my co-RLE mates would often joke me that the first singing voice the babies would hear is my voice.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last saturday, during the lull times in the NICU, i cuddled one baby even if she is peacefully sleeping in the crib. And from there, i stunningly observed the innocense of this newborn. Free from the stresses of the world, free from problems and only feels satisfaction from the attachment a student nurse gives her. yep, quality care and love. For this time, I felt very old. Ah, i am really an adult and this is a just little child that depends on the people around her. No responsibilities, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For once, i would like to feel again on what is it to be a baby. free from worries of the world, only feels love and no hatred, some pain but full of comfort and happiness. I know that going back to being a neonate is impossible. But on the contrary i would not exchange on what i am right now with being a baby. i have surpassed some of the impossible that i thought that i would never survive. What I have right now is a sort of balanced life. some loneliness and some happiness. although the former exceeds the latter. hehe! but its ok, its manageable. (i think...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, i want to be a baby, or be babied for that matter. ehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this past weekend was a whirlwind for me. i strived to put back in order on what was supposed to be in order.And I thank God for providing me enormous amount of courage and strength. I thought i did not have the capacity to do it. And I hope my efforts will not turn to thin air. I hope that something good will happen. And Im glad that week was over. and now looking for a hopeful and bright tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;consequently, because I was kinda "bangag" i was too sleepy to wake up for class. I forgot that my first class was scheduled at 7am instead of 7:30am. and good thing i was not marked late when i arrived at class due to my acting skills. hehe! Some of my professors were "good" enough not to come to class so i had the chance to sleep at my blockmate's dorm. While wandering in dreamland, i didn't noticed that my fone aka my alarm clock was beeping and reminding me that it was time for the next class. Me and my blockmate hurriedly did a fast walkathon just to get in class in time. and whew! we were not late. hehe! after that, I have learned that there was no next class so i went to SM papemelrotti to buy a good scrapbook for my collection of quotes. I would like to have a compilation of quotes just like in the movie "A Walk to Remember"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized that I am a frustrated reader. I've always like to read stories but reading my textbooks and handouts were taking most of my time. I hope that someday, i would get the chance to read other type of books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I intend to sleep early today but I cant. I'm listening some songs that i have recently downloaded. hehe, talk about piracy. but what can I do? im just a student. But when the time comes and i am supporting myself, i will try to practice anti-piracy. hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;music is my food for the soul. and that's why, there are 2 songs playing in my mind over and over again. I just cant get enough of those songs. hehe, talk about last song syndrome. In fairness, they are good songs indeed. musicality wise and message wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to sleep now .. but i wont. I still have a graded recitation tomorrow about the Philippine constitution. oh darn, i still have to memorize those articles and sections. hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that this blog will not only be my online diary even if blog is for that purpose. Some other time, sana I can get to make articles. hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********************************************************&lt;br /&gt;just flashed in my mind a funny incident that happened during my confession at my retreat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: these are all my sins father&lt;br /&gt;priest: ok, so that's it?&lt;br /&gt;me: yes father&lt;br /&gt;Priest: hija, do you have a boyfriend?&lt;br /&gt;me: po? wala po eh&lt;br /&gt;priest: talaga? seryoso ka?&lt;br /&gt;me: huh? (as shocked as him) opo eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**aba! si father talaga di makapaniwala sa akin? bakit kaya? hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125722-110657833078975753?l=prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/feeds/110657833078975753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125722&amp;postID=110657833078975753&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/110657833078975753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/110657833078975753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/2005/01/baby.html' title='baby'/><author><name>prettyprettywaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03544268458627295755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v240/prettyprettywaw/jean_in_red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125722.post-110623045292455583</id><published>2005-01-20T18:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T23:04:37.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im spinning around</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i have to do this entry in english so that some words that i will be using will not be as "brutal" as it would be in tagalog.&lt;br /&gt;*******************************************************&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday:&lt;br /&gt;At the start of the day, I thought I would be able to listen to the psychopathology of Brief Psychotic Disorder and Schizoid Personality Disorder. I gleefully took out my protocol and notebook. But before the discussion, our professor and at the same time our research adviser approached me. She asked me if I was able to revise our abstract. Oh no! I was too lazy and sleepy to do the Research abstract. All I did that night was the stencil for the letterings of our poster. ehehehe! i preferred to do lesser important task. (i really enjoyed the artsy artsy stuff.) So i just said that i will just show it to her come lunch time.But i realized that if that happens, i will not be able to eat lunch so thats a big no no. so consequently, i was not able to listen to the case protocol and instead, me and my RLE mate revised the abstract.After class, we were able to pass the abstract for checking. We waited for our good adviser to have it checked before printing it. The sun was setting and yet her classes are still not finished. And we are running out of time!!! So finally, she gave our abstract.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was filled with many comments and corrections!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huhuhu, we still have to think over again and i was then very sleepy that my mind couldnt process a thing! But on the contrary, I love our research adviser for doing that to our group. She really checks on what we are doing and wants only the best. She would ask us before, about the status of our thesis and she said that she was very confident that our thesis would make it to the contest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the abstract was finally approved for printing, posting and designing and my RLE worked together for the masterpiece. So this day was awfully tiring. I was walking all day to and fro the computer shop, got bitten by killer gigantic mosquitos went home at around 1030pm. and after that, i still didnt have the right to rest because i still had to make the powerpoint presenatation for the thesis. what a day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday:&lt;br /&gt;I was not able to stay up longer than I expected so i woke up around 4am to make the powerpoint. I was still very sleepy at that time when someone messaged me on the ym. He was able to make me more awake so THank You. =) it was around 6am when i finally finished on what i am doing and i noticed i still had not packed what I am going to wear. I was assigned to do the invocation and still I was still undecided on what will I wear. hehe! so by default, i wore my little black dress. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i was going to school, someone texted me! Aaarrrrggggg!!!! I was so annoyed/frustrated on the manner the person texted me. All I can say is that, the person has no right to text me that message. I have my own life and no one can closely monitor my ADLs (activities of daily living). kaasar! so, i ignored the message(hehe) and went on with my life for the day and was pretty excited and nervous because that day was the final judgement of the thesis presentations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was shocked when I saw another poster presentation when I arrived at school and my hopes of winning went down. Its not that our thesis was bad. The opponents poster presentation was really beautiful. But then, I was really hoping that the thesis was all about its implication to the nursing profession and not just merely based on design. (peace!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at around 11am, we were instructed to set up our thesis presentation. I was then very excited because I will be exposing my killer tool. My personally, beautifully, hi techy (is there such a term?) powerpoint presenation. hehehe! the other groups were in awe as they saw us setting up the laptop. Things were then sailing smoothly and all of a sudden, another conflict came up. The laptop that we borrowed was being "owned" by the other pipol out there. They said that there was a "Miscommunication" but they really failed to reserve that gadget. So, as the overall chair of the whole thesis presentation, i gave in to the common good. But at that time i was really furious because they were like pointing out that it was my group's fault to borrow the laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was the ribbon cutting and then the presentation. Since i was the leader of the group, I had to present the thesis to the panel of judges. Deja vou(?) i recalled doing the same thing four years back when i have to present our research paper in high school at the Philippine Trade Center. hehe! it was a fun experience though. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awarding ceremonies came and my body was shaking. it was maybe the effect of the very cold air of our auditorium or the fear of losing. i was anticipating to have at least the consolation price. But when they have announced that our thesis was not the last one, But the First Place, I was trully, very happy!!!! i shouted with so much joy that i felt my throat sore kinda like having a major concert. hehe!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things were going fine that night but something happened that make me see some things in a different view. i was really mad. I am not the person who easily gets mad but when i do get mad, im really and seriously mad. at the same time i felt sad because they will not be going to enjoy the treatment i will give to them starting this very moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was still being pestered by some creatures around me. If i could just do something bad, i will do it. But, I am really a peace loving person and I just came from a retreat so... I'll remain good and nice. hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thank you to the person who still reminds me that i should be an oyster. hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huwaaatttt!!! mag aaral pa daw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; ako&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; ng 2 years sa US  bago magtrabaho sa US?!  shocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;im spinning around. in short para akong trumpo lately.. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125722-110623045292455583?l=prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/feeds/110623045292455583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125722&amp;postID=110623045292455583&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/110623045292455583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/110623045292455583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/2005/01/im-spinning-around.html' title='im spinning around'/><author><name>prettyprettywaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03544268458627295755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v240/prettyprettywaw/jean_in_red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125722.post-110597139361978051</id><published>2005-01-17T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T22:16:33.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Huwag na Huwag mong Sasabihin....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;so obviously, i wasnt able to update yesterday. I was too tired kasi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haay nako di bagay mag english ngayon. nagiging konyo. mas maganda tagalog kasi tagalog title ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, im sad today. siguro dahil sa retreat o sa school or siguro dahil sa iba pang bagay. ewan. epekto cguro ng retreat. pero malabo. basta magulo. malungkot. di ko alam kung bakit ako nagkakaganito. iba talaga dapat ang kwento ko ngayong araw na to. dapat tungkol sa nangyari sakin nung week end nung retreat. pero di yun ang lumalabas. mood swings siguro. pero nagkaron na naman ako. bakit kaya? haay walang kwenta ata itong sinusulat ko. wala ngang kwenta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haay... ang dami ko pa palang gagawin. inaantok  na  hindi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gusto kong ilagay lahat dito pero ireserve ko na lang yun sa sarili ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;madami akong natutunan  sa retreat pero next time ko na lang ilagay. pero predominantly, im seriously sad today. at siguro naman obvious kasi yun yung feeling na lumalabas dito sa entry na ito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huwag na huwag mong sasabihin... sobrang favorite ko talaga itong kanta na ito ever since tinugtog to on air. ganda ng pagka guitar, pagkadrums, pagkakanta at pagka-compose ng lyrics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need i say more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" listen to me, write what you hear and never doubt on it. it is me who is speaking to you..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125722-110597139361978051?l=prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/feeds/110597139361978051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125722&amp;postID=110597139361978051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/110597139361978051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/110597139361978051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/2005/01/huwag-na-huwag-mong-sasabihin.html' title='Huwag na Huwag mong Sasabihin....'/><author><name>prettyprettywaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03544268458627295755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v240/prettyprettywaw/jean_in_red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125722.post-110566969421186162</id><published>2005-01-14T10:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T10:28:14.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last words for the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;mukha ngang good idea ang magkaroon ng isang blog. salamat dun sa nagbigay ng idea. (you know who you are). anyway, eto na ang last entry ko for the week kasi nasa tagaytay ako at sunday with an unknown time na ang balik ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haay... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakita ko ito sa school notebook ko at gusto ko lang i-share kasi maganda siya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The most extraordinary thing about the oyster is this: irritations get into his shell and when he cannot get rid of them, he uses the irritations to do the loveliest things an oyster ever has the chance to do. If there are irritations in our lives today, there is only one prescription: make a pearl. and it takes love to do it. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byers! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125722-110566969421186162?l=prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/feeds/110566969421186162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125722&amp;postID=110566969421186162&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/110566969421186162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/110566969421186162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/2005/01/last-words-for-day.html' title='last words for the day'/><author><name>prettyprettywaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03544268458627295755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v240/prettyprettywaw/jean_in_red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125722.post-110566414722494315</id><published>2005-01-14T08:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T09:03:35.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tracks to heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;mamaya - maya lang ay pupunta na ako sa USTe. doon kasi yung meeting place ng class namin for the retreat sa tagaytay. Haha, di pa ako nag hahanda ng mga dadalhin. ko. Mamaya na nga lang. Sana masaya Retreat. Sana enjoy. matagal-tagal na rin pala nung nag-out of town ako kasama ang mga classmates. at mejo matagal tagal na din pala ng nag retreat ako. masaya mag retreat. Madami kang matutunan. Madaming mga bagay na mangyayari sayo na hindi mo makakalimutan kailanman... Mga bagay na magbubuo sa iyo kung ano ang magiging ikaw sa hinaharap. Sa retreat, may mga iyakan, tawanan at kakulitan. Mga inspiring stories, lecture at sermon tungkol sa buhay - buhay at kay God. At malay mo, minsan ay may mga surpresang hindi mo talaga inaasahan. Doon mo din makikilala ng mas malalim ang iyong mga kaklase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana yung retreat ko ngayon ay kasing ganda ng last retreat ko. kung hindi man ay oks lang... (haha ang labo!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125722-110566414722494315?l=prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/feeds/110566414722494315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125722&amp;postID=110566414722494315&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/110566414722494315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/110566414722494315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/2005/01/tracks-to-heaven.html' title='Tracks to heaven'/><author><name>prettyprettywaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03544268458627295755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v240/prettyprettywaw/jean_in_red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10125722.post-110560468684146610</id><published>2005-01-13T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T16:24:46.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eto na po ang simula</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;hummm... bagay kaya sa akin ang mag blog? haha!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sige, try kong palaguin ang aking writing skills...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10125722-110560468684146610?l=prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/feeds/110560468684146610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10125722&amp;postID=110560468684146610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/110560468684146610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10125722/posts/default/110560468684146610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyprettynurseraine.blogspot.com/2005/01/eto-na-po-ang-simula.html' title='eto na po ang simula'/><author><name>prettyprettywaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03544268458627295755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v240/prettyprettywaw/jean_in_red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
