WARNING: Long post ahead!

I shouldn’t be blogging right now but I just can’t control myself from letting all my feelings out. This week wasn’t that nice, actually. So let me have the floor and do the talking…

On my future colleagues

A few hours after I have posted or written my previous entry my sister was rushed to the nearest hospital due to unbearable abdominal pain and high fever. When we were in the Emergency Room, I expected that the nurse would do the tepid sponge bath (damp the skin with cold water and alcohol to release the heat) to my sister or either instruct me or my dad to do TSB as soon as her temperature would be taken. I was so disappointed that he didn’t do any of the two I have mentioned. Since I have learned that from school, I did it without waiting for any instructions because as far as I can remember, as soon as you see that the patient is febrile, TSB should be done immediately with or without doctor’s order. It’s an independent responsibility of a nurse – meaning you don’t have to wait for the doctor to tell you to do it. Another thing, the doctor who checked my sister seemed that he doesn’t know anything that he had to call the owner of the hospital to check my sister. Damn!

What hurt me about the scenario is that they were like not concerned of my sister’s condition. They are like one of those thousands of medical professionals who are after their salary. Where have their empathy, altruism and efficiency as a professional gone? In the infectious bin?

On Posers

It’s okay with me if you also have the things that I have, like (or crush) the guys I like, adore other stuffs that I adore… but when it seems that you’re getting over the limit, hey man, don’t you have any originality? There’s this one person whom I have met in school. When we first met (two years ago), she told me that she likes purple and red (the time that I got over with purple stuffs). I told her that I love pink. Then a year after, I was so crazy about pink and green stuffs that I told the group that if ever they will give me things it should be in green or pink. Then a few weeks after, I saw her things in pink and green and she kept on telling me that she loves the combination. A few months after, I told my group (again) that I am loving the combination of pink and brown (the time when pink and brown weren’t that ‘in’ yet). Guess what? I saw her things last 2 weeks in pink and brown! When we were in Cavite, I wore this pink and brown crocheted headband last two weeks (the time I saw her bag in pink and brown). And guess what again… a week after, I saw her wearing headband too with same style but different in color! That’s not it.

When we were in 3^rd year, I told her that I super like RJ Rizada since I studied in FEU and she even made some sort of negative comments about him. Then just last year, October 2005, when we were watching the Game 2 (FEU vs DLSU) she kept on cheering on RJ which surprised me a lot. I also had other crushes that she likes a few weeks after I’d tell her about them. Then we have this group mate who likes one of our class mate that she also liked a few days after. Fcuk galore! I and my other groupmate are really pissed with her. I know it’s just a petty thing and I don’t have the right to possess everything but it’s too obvious that she’s somewhat a copycat. Argh! Sorry if you think this is so corny but I can’t help it. If you’re in my position, you might feel the same way. Oh… did I tell you that she got involved with someone who’s taken and she’s acting innocent. She lied a million times despite the evidences we have. I should have changed the header. On Liars and Posers. (Am I mean? Tell me…)

On some online people

This isn’t a serious comment compared with the first two topics I have written but I will just post my opinion after reading Tammy’s previous entry. I have also observed that the real essence of blogging is getting out of the way. It’s becoming a competition with some people. Some people advertise their blogs everyday that it eats the space of my YM offline messages. They keep on telling the people that they have new posts and even requires them to comment. Some even posts in the comments area that are way out of the topic or either requires to visit their blog (again).

Man, it’s not in the number of comments that you have. It’s the content of your posts. Err… let me change this. It’s your discretion either you write an inspiring, long, short, hilarious, emo, Tagalog/ Spanish/ Ilocano/ Bisaya/ English or senseless posts (‘coz I myself post nonsense and out of the blue entries). Blogging doesn’t mean you have to get famous and every bloggers should read your entries. Blogging is just a high-tech form of writing through letting out your feelings and expressing your opinions and thoughts. The number of comments doesn’t reflect your popularity. Comment areas are not for advertising. Comment links are provided in blogs so that you can react with the entry written by the blogger. If you are against my opinion, I respect you. You just have to respect me and my opinion too.