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Congratulate me! I had a free time to post! As much as I want to go on a hiatus, I can’t help but blog. I don’t have any interesting stories to tell or some rants to post. I just feel like posting an entry.

I am a bit happy because I saw an improvement in my group mates. They are now doing “something” in our thesis although they still lack the initiative. They are still waiting for my ‘go signal’ before making an action but that is better than just typing. I just put in my mind that at least they are contributing something for our thesis. And yeah, before I forget… when I was on my way home from Cavite last Friday night, I texted them and thanked them for the help and I told them that I really do appreciate it… and.. I so love them.

Last Monday night, I had this terrible experience. Aunt Flo visited me again. Yeah. Monthly period. I really hate it when Aunt Flo’s visiting me because I usually end up bedridden because of that damn dysmenorrhea. But last Monday night was horrifying. As soon as I got home from my duty, I started vomiting (which is still normal for me when I have my monthly period). I emptied my stomach for throwing up for 5 times. But the not-normal-thing that happened was that I saw stains of blood in my 5th vomitus. I did nothing but cried and texted some of my friends to pray for me. I thought I was dying. Thanks to you. You know who you are. Don’t worry… I am okay now. Maybe a part of my esophagus was exacerbated due to my frequent vomiting. Sheesh.

Anyways, I had a hilarious experience last Wednesday. I thought it was a lucky day for me because the dean of the Institute of Nursing (IN) was in her office. Although she’s busy for the IN’s Golden Anniversary which apparently happened last January 26-28, 2006, I and my other group mate went inside the office and tried our luck to get our letter signed by her. The letter should be signed by the dean for us to be able to start our implementation for our thesis. We waited for about 2 hours just to let her sign it. When it was our turn to talk to her, she made some corrections in our letter and said that she will wait for 10 minutes to change those corrections such as typographical error and the format of the letter. We rushed like a bolt of lightning to the nearest computer shop and changed the letter. We actually finished editing the letter for just 5 minutes! When we went back to the office, we saw the dean talking to a professor. So while waiting for our turn, we checked the edited letter… then to our surprise… the word “nursing” was misspelled into “nursinf”. We freaked out and went out of the office as fast as we could and asked our other group mates to edit the typographical errors in the letter. After 3 minutes, our groupmates, handed us the “third edition” of our letter. I signed it where my name was written as the group leader and also our research adviser’s name. (She gave me an authority to sign it since she is not in school.) When the dean was done talking with the professor, she told us to come in into her office. I thought she would be signing the letter already but she was surprised seeing an unknown signature at the top of our research adviser’s name. She asked us who signed it. I said, “Ma’am I signed it because our research adviser isn’t in school and she told me that she’s giving me the authority to sign it for her.” Unfortunately, she did not accept my reason and told us to have it signed with any of the faculty members. Gawd! It was already 7:30 pm! We, again, freaked out, rushed out of the office of the dean and told our other group mates who were waiting outside the room (while playing charades) to print 9 copies of letter to be sure. We were really in panic looking for a faculty member who can sign it and who was still in school! And thank God… the last edition of the letter was already signed with the help of the professor I hate the most. Thanks to her… but I still hate her. How mean!

So last Thursday, we were able to conduct a survey about our thesis regarding alternative and conventional medicines in Cavite. I and my pair were assigned in the farthest cluster of the barangay. It was really tiring because the houses were not as compacted as the other clusters. We were required to have the survey answered by 60 households each pair. And guess what, we only had 24 households! What a fulfilling day!

Although I am still stressed out with all our past activities, I am happy because I have this someone who always makes me smile and laugh despite of my anxiety and panic. We’re friends… period. No more questions. I am just happy that he’s there. *blush* And oh… remember the other special friend I have mentioned in my eerie-silence days? //EDIT No Thian, he’s not the one I am talking about. This special friend is one of my kabarkada in college. EDIT// He’s already taken. I was so sad to hear that he’s taken thinking that I have lost my opportunity! Haha! But nevertheless, I am happy for him. Yeah, I am serious! But I still wish it was me! Joke! I am just thinking that at least, we haven’t lost our communication even if we go to different schools. *sings “Tumatakbo ang oras naiiwan na ako ng panahon…“*

PS.
Papa-DSL na kame nextweek! Yey!

PS v.2.0
I am on a graveyard shift (11pm-7am) on Monday and Tuesday. Just text me. I’ll be replying. Hihi!