Saturday, May 30, 2009

Too Much is a Bad Thing

It's 4 in the morning and it's official: I am definitely addicted to FACEBOOK GAMES!

Pet Society was my first fave. It wasn't easy at first because I thought I was a complicated game. But after a while (ok more like a really long while) of endless brushing, feeding and bathing other people's pets and mine, I got the hang of it. Now, my pet Hush has a two-storey room with a living room, a bedroom, a bathroom, a kitchen, a backyard, and a gameroom. I'm still working on earning the 3rd floor...

I tried Bowling Buddies for a while but I just found it boring. Not too much variety. I also gave Word Challenge and Who Has the Biggest Brain a shot but I just didn't enjoy them too much. And there was Geo Challenge, Sorority Life, Rock Legends, Farm Town, blah blah blah, but no, I didn't like them.

Then I thought, hey I haven't tried Restaurant City. I first learned about it from Jai's younger brother; he was the first one to send me an invitation to "work as a crew member for his restaurant." I accepted and forgot all about it after. Well a week ago while I was stuck in boredomsphere so I decided to give the game a try and find out if it's any good. And whaddaya know, now I'm having sleepless nights playing it. I was supposed to doze off 4 hours ago but I'm still wide awake, waiting for my restaurant to level up. Red Pots isn't much, but it earns enough. Cut me some slack, I've just started! Haha.

I have a few problems with it, though. The game doesn't always start and loading time takes forever. The items for your resturant are just too expensive which gives you the ultimate challenge because a customer pays only $2.00 for each meal. Don't be surprised if it seems like years before the restaurant can level up. I had a hard time as a beginner.

But what I like about it is that you can just save the game and the "crew members" are on autopilot and will do the work for you. You just have to check back on them to give them a break when they need it and close the restaurant so the costumers won't come in when there aren't crew members around.

If someone asks me, "What's the best thing about RC?" the answer is simple. My boyfriend is as equally addicted to it as I am! He's also kind enough to send me furnitures as "gifts." Aww.

I guess I could say my days off work are consumed by Jai and my addiction to games... and I'm loving every minute of it. (I just wish this addiction wouldn't take a toll on my health and my laptop's!)

*gamer girl

Wednesday, May 27, 2009


I've never been more excited and nervous in my life!

Tuesday, May 26, 2009

Perfectly Imperfect

I have a few things to say.

I have the things that I want and need. I have a figure some of you will never have in a million years, may that be good or bad. I have foresight. I have a family that has their feet on the ground. I have God.

I have allergies. I have little patience. I have migraines. I have sleeping pattern disturbances. I have a slightly curved spinal column. I have health issues.

I have a pretty bedroom. I have an attitude that sometimes leans to that of a guy's. I have a dream of working in an office. I have a career as a nurse. Hence, I have conflicts.

I can make no sense out of fat braggarts who think little of what more there is to life.

Being me is harder than any of you could ever imagine but each day amounts to having a happy heart because of Jai. He makes my life the perfectly imperfect circle that it is. Some people shouldn't think that their lives are any better because they shower themselves with material possessions that cast a shadow on the more important things like love, friendship, and most importantly, humility.

I have him -- I have no intentions of asking for anything more.

I am approaching hurdles fast.
I have to tie my laces tight and run the fast mile,
jump the long mile.

The inevitable storm is coming.

Saturday, May 23, 2009


The 24th is near, 24th is here.

Yes, Jai and I are 1 year old! May 24, 2008 paved the way for a relationship that was surrounded by difficulty but was meant to last. I never thought I would fall in love so quickly, so deep. But I did. Now it's a year later and Jai and I are still together. We beat all odds of losing one another in those times when things were too complicated for everybody else to understand and we were confined in our secret happy life. We have always been blissfully in love but because of the difficult situation that we had, we could only go public recently. If we only had our way from the very beginning, you would have seen lots more of the love me and Jai share.

Our relationship is flawed just like everybody else's but we're holding on for forever. There's lots more to happen ahead of us and we plan to greet all life's opportunities together.

This nurse will forever be enveloped in the writer's love.

Just waiting for the clock to strike 12. :)

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

Hate Post

My sexy love and I decided to watch a movie in the theater yesterday: Angels and Demons. No, I'm not here to talk about the movie. He will be providing us with a review so let's just cut to the chase shall we?

I hate noisy people in the theater.

I understand that everybody in that room has his own reason of paying to see the movie, but hell, that's exactly my point. Love and I were there to see the movie and of course hear what the characters were saying, not to overhear other moviegoers chatter nonstop as if they were the only people there.

Insensitive, brainless people like that should be shot with a SWINE FLU infected syringe in the mouth.

Tuesday, May 19, 2009


Happy birthday to my Mommy!
Looking fab at 45. :)
May 19th 2009

Saturday, May 16, 2009


I can't write about anything lately. Burn out.

Saturday, May 2, 2009

Respect the Cap

Today I had the most toxic morning shift in my entire nursing career to date. Two nurse trainees, one NA, and two nurse staff are no match for more than 20 demanding patients and their relatives who each feel like they're royalty who need to be attended. Being a nurse requires a lot of patience, skills, and paperwork and attending to every single thing that they ask from us is not so easy. If it's not written, it isn't done. The paperwork is just as important as the care we render to the patients. I was nice to everybody today in contrary to what I wrote last night. I want to be the best nurse that I could everytime I come to work. I don't want to be like the old lady nurses who scare off children and act like they own the place. But please, nurses are only people and we're not the only people in the hospital who handle things; we're not genies to do as you say at once.

And did I mention this happened in a charity ward?

Note to the wise: the next time you try to tick off a nurse like me, fuck the hell off and just leave us alone to work in peace. We nurses attend to different needs as soon as we can however absurd and unnecessary. We're not stupid. We understand that you're in a hospital because something's wrong with you or your confined relative, but the nurses and the rest of the hospital staff have a lot of priorites to set and we do each task in the most convenient order possible taking into consideration the effeciency of our job and our patients' welfare.

We're not the alalay of doctors; we are partners in healthcare. We are not anybody's butlers, we are not waiters. We are licensed professionals. And you know what, we are not maids. We know what we're doing so fuck the hell off and let us do our job!

Friday, May 1, 2009


It's bad enough that I'm your pushover but what's worse is that you make me feel that I'm such a heavy burden to bear.

I won't be in condition to come to work at 6am tomorrow. My body is telling me to just stay home and rot in bed unconscious. But I want to keep my mind off my feelings so I'm coming to work. Note that I will be hostile. I'm sure of it. Nothing is funny, nothing is nice, and I will smile for nothing and no one. I will be difficult.

I plan to go straight home after shift. There's nowhere else to go. I don't even care if it's gonna rain and I get mud all over my white scrubs. It won't make any difference what I look like because being treated this way looks and feels bad enough in the inside.