Missing home.

Barely a week after I came here to Singapore, I can't help but miss home. Literally speaking, I was treated like a princess my entire life, and now, I have to do everything... BY MYSELF. And be by myself most of the time.

I've been here twice, both for more than a week or so, and I'm not really having a hard time adjusting to their way of living. I can commute alone, go to the grocery, or even play at Time Zone to pass time. But it's just different, especially when you know you can't go back home anytime you want. When you see things you wanna buy for special people in your life, either friends or family, and know that even if you do buy them, you have no means of giving it to them right away.

Independent living takes a little time to get used to, I know. But it's just so much harder when you're alone in a foreign land.

>_<

Online shopping sucks!... when you're ordering from the Philippines.

Last March, I ordered a few stuff from the internet because I was aching to try out these Japanese cosmetics and the like that are very popular in Asia (that you unfortunately can't get in any store in the Philippines). I was excited because the website I ordered from wouldn't charge me anything for the shipping, which usually costs at least a thousand bucks.

A few days after I placed my order, of course, I was expecting the package anytime soon. But when it came, it was not a box, but a freaking NOTICE CARD that states that I have to pick it up in Pasay, which is sooooooooo far from where I'm living. But because I really wanted to get my hand on those goodies, I did some research on how to get there... and found out along the way that I have to pay about 22% of the total amount of the products for taxes. WTF.

And so after a month, I finally went to the Philpost Office to claim the items. I came there thinking I won't pay more than a thousand bucks because the items are worth about P3,500 in total, meaning 22% = P770. But to my disbelief, i was charged P1,400!

Syempre, wala na kong magagawa. I was already there. I have no choice but to pay. So I payed and went home.

Fuck you customs.

I know we have laws and all, but it's just too much. I read somewhere na lately lang nila pinatupad yung mga tax tax na yan, or kung meron dati, hindi ganun kalaki. I remember the last time I bought something from the internet, it was delivered directly to our house. But that was a long time ago.

Maybe I wouldn't be too pissed off if they just delivered it to our house, even if I have to pay the delivery guy for the taxes. Hindi yung pupuntahan ko pa sa sobrang layong lugar, na sobrang init at wala pang aircon. Sobrang abala.

Writing this post riled me up. I know.

Fuck you still, Bureau of Customs. Ain't taking that back.

=p

Relationships.

While browsing my Facebook account's news feed, I came across this song that really made me sad. It has something to do with long distance relationships, and though I'm currently not in one, just listening to the song made me feel like I'm actually far away from somebody I love.

Well, this comes from a woman's point of view, but guys, what's wrong with you? Is it that hard to make a woman feel loved? And I'm not just talking about long distance relationships here, mind you. You just make us feel special at the early part of the relationship. But after a while, what? You treat us like doormats. You don't answer our calls or reply to our texts. We go online to chat with you but you don't, even if you know that we're waiting. You always leave us hanging. Then you tell us to stop nagging, na nasasakal kayo, etc etc. and then BAM! It's over. For completely fucked up reasons.

Can't you understand? We just want to be a part of your day. We want you to think of us, even for just a while. We want you to know that amidst our busy schedules, we are thinking about you. We want to spend time with you, even just in thought.

When you think about it, women can really be a pain in the ass. I admit, we sometimes are. But do you know why women nag? Because of the unanswered calls and texts. The emails with no response. The cold/silent  treatment. So whose fault is it then? Is it us? Or you? I'd say both. So stop telling us crap or making lame excuses just to end a fucking relationship. Just STOP LYING.

I highly believe that a relationship isn't just about love, but more about choices. Love will not always be there, because honestly, it fades away. But if you choose to fall in love over and over again with that one person, then, congratulations! You're in a RELATIONSHIP.

A relationship should always be an effort from both parties. Even if a woman or a man is head over heels for you right now, and will follow everything you say, it wouldn't always be like that. Nakakapagod din ang maghintay. Nakakapagod umasa. Nakakapagod maging sunud-sunuran. So please, guys/girls, take care of your loved one. Don't make her/him feel like she/he's not part of your priorities. Learn to reply to her/his messages every once in a while, don't keep her/him waiting. If there's a problem, talk it out. Don't let small things ruin your relationship. Learn to give, not just take. Be honest. And most importantly, just love her/him.

[To everyone who's wondering, this post isn't about me. I'm fairly happy with the relationship I am in right now. I just felt like some people should be reminded of these things. Who knows, someone might read this that'll make him/her decide to make the relationship work right? I hope. I hate sad endings. *sigh*]

New venue - Berting's Grill!

Conversation over good food and ice cold beer... Something we need every once in a while. I just want to share a place I want to try out for this specific reason. Berting's Grill.

A few weeks ago, my boyfriend ate with his friends at Berting's Grill in Timog Ave, Quezon City, and boy, even with just his description of what they ate and this video, I can't help but salivate. Below zero beer with good food and nice ambiance, I just know it'll be perfect.

The last time I checked, the ER peeps are already having a hard time choosing a new venue for drinking and binge eating even with the help of Master Ailsa San Pedro because it just happens too often. So this is a shout out to all ER peeps out there! Let's try it out!

Losers don't fight back!

Recently, I read a blog post by a famous Singaporean blogger about a guy who kept insulting her on twitter. Apparently, this guy made up a hot Asian Japanese girlfriend, who in reality was a Korean celebrity of some sort. It was the best blog post I've read ever because it showcased girlpower, and I honestly think people like this loser guy needs to be taught a lesson. (And frankly speaking, I find him really stupid by using a Korean celebrity. Duh.)

Anyway, a few days after the post was made, the "cyber bullying" issue came up. At first I didn't really care because I'm not the one who created the post, and people are entitled to their own opinions right? But lately, as it appears more and more in my facebook wall, twitter, or whatever, I can't help but be irritated. Some criticized the writer, saying she's mean and that she shouldn't have done that. Some even called her a bitch, and said things like "what if the jerk does something to himself", etc. etc. If they post these things as their facebook statuses or twitter twits, I probably wouldn't care, but commenting directly on the links or the post itself? Stupid. They're just showing the world how much of a loser they are by saying those things.

If we let other people step on us, insult us, or degrade us, we are just giving them more and more reason to keep doing it. It's better to lose in a fight than not fight at all. Nobody will stand up for us better than our own selves. Remember, bullies exist because there are people who allow themselves to be bullied. So bullying is not really the issue here. There are just too many losers in the world who think they're better than other people because they don't fight back.

Read and internalize.

“You have enemies? Good. That means you've stood up for something, sometime in your life.”

- Winston Churchill

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Read the blog post I was talking about [here].

Hello Kitty rings and other stuff.

I have so many things i want to do that I can't decide which to do first. So I decided to have my hair done today and do a little shopping.

Okay. I won't post pictures of my hair because I don't think it would be of interest to anyone, but I'll post pictures of the things I bought today and the past few days.

Tadah!

(I know it's mostly pink stuff. But I swear, I didn't thought of that while I was buying them! ^_^)

A few hello kitty stuff

hello kitty ring #1 (80 bucks)

hello kitty ring #2 (80 bucks)

super cute hello kitty earrings (50 bucks)

heart shaped earrings which I also have in white (50 bucks

)

a hello kitty case for my eyeglasses (70 bucks)

An ipod usb/data cable (100 bucks)

See, I did purchase stuff in other colors. =p

AND, assorted animal post it notes for 30 bucks

Cute right? Teehee ^_^ I'm so lovin' them.

ER. Everyone Rocks.

After graduating from college and earning a degree in nursing, I've always pictured myself as an Intensive Care Unit nurse or as as Emergency Room nurse. As a student, I never enjoyed working on wards, since I find it really boring. The most memorable duties I had as a student were always in the ICU or ER setting. But I prefer the latter more since I find it challenging, it requires me to think fast, and unexpected things always happen. Besides, I don't wanna see patients deteriorate, and just wait for them to die. =p Hey, no offense to ICU nurses out there, okay? We all know the fact that not all patients in the ICU are expected to live or recover from whatever ailness they have right?

I started working at Capitol Medical Center in 2007, and boy, only God knows how happy I am to be assigned at the Emergency Room. I met a lot of people, learned a lot of things, and most of all, gained a lot of friends. Old friends, whom I don't see that much anymore because either they've transferred to another hospital or have gone abroad, and newer friends who are younger than me, but are at par with me in maturity and immaturity. Hihi ^_^

Note: At first I thought, "Oh no! I'm not the youngest anymore," and I was like this ------> T_T LOL

I was 21 years old when I started working at CMC, and this year, in a few months time, I'll be 25 years old. Darn, t'was fast! In that span of time, I sang for a "band", joined a dance contest, mastered IV insertion, hated NGT insertions, started wearing colored contact lenses, became the best carbonara and tuna sandwich cook, got drunk for the first time, was thrown in the pool and swam in my fashionista clothes, changed cellphones more than 5 times, worn out quite a number of shoes, stopped wearing heels, bought a pink luggage, lost my artistic touch, learned to stand up for myself *remembering that dirty old man i got in a heated verbal argument with LOL*, got a passport, traveled a lot, had a baby *Vanilla ^_^*, went on drinking sprees with ER peeps, bought a new digicam and blinged it, got a lumix camera too that I love so much, started wearing dresses, stopped collecting sunglasses, fell in love with Dan Brown's works, still hated horror flicks, collected a few happy meal toys, fell in love unexpectedly, still loved pink and hello kitty, got addicted to the walking dead series and comic books, became an expert on triage nursing *LOL*, hated Dr. Francisco Lukban even more *hahaha =D*, and of course, met friends that are there for me, up or down, happy or sad.

This post is dedicated to them, to all ER peeps I've made in the past 3 and a half years. Kudos to y'all for making my ER life unforgettable.

LOVE ❤ LOVE ❤ LOVE ❤ ^_^