The Fifth Marauder

mrssnuffles

chaz from sfc once told me her own tale of woe about nursing. she was already on her third year when she quit because she just can't take it anymore. like me, she was just forced to take up the course, and she was quite surprised that maarte old me is doing the same thing.  when i told her that unfortunately i cannot be like her and quit because i really don't have any other choice. but she's right though, when she said that nursing is really a vocation because not everyone is patient enough to deal with impatient patients.

so anyway, last friday was my official welcome to the growing number of nursing students who want to get rich. we were taught how to take one's blood pressure. and it was hard. i really really sucked at it. i was nearly in tears at the end of the 4-hour class because i still can't do it. i think my partner wanted to cry too, but it's because his left arm was already numb because i always manage to misread his bp reading and i was too slow in releasing the valve. it's ok i think he kinda got back at me by doing the same thing because the next day i had rashes on the BP arm (although i am still much worse than him) and he copped a feel a few times. i was too frustrated to get mad at him anyway so it's all good. hahaha.

 on other things though, i feel so old already! all of the other people i've been hanging out with are either married with children or are not living with their parents anymore. we envy each other in different ways. of course i wished that i am independent too while they envy me because when i go home after class i don't have to cook or clean or take care of children or husbands or wives.

oh well i gotta hit the anatomy books now. this is just a delaying tactic. hehe.  i am really really sick and tired of studying. waaaaah.  

mrssnuffles

first of all i wanted to thank the people who texted me. if it weren't for these guys, yesterday would have felt just like any other day. it's because i had two classes that day and i have a lot of deadlines the coming week. saturday for me is not considered a weekend coz i am usually working that day. 

 however, i think this was one of the best birthdays i had so far, because maybe it falls on a weekend. i got drunk, i got a little high, and then sweated it all off by shaking my booty. it felt good to just dance (even if i didn't know how hehe) and sweat all the bad stuff i have just ingested. it didn't even matter that my feet were killing me (because i stupidly wore platform wedges) and the guys who were dancing with us were total boatmen*. haha.

 anyway so it's already sunday and it's back to reality. back to work, back to the nursing hell.

*one of my cousins got drunk in boracay and was getting it on on the dancefloor with this guy who apparently is a native. meaning the ones who operate the ferry boats from katiklan to boracay. she realized this when they stopped dancing and stood somewhere with adequate lighting to rest. haha

//edit i wrote weak instead of week. shet.  

mrssnuffles

i admit i am a jealous person. but when i get jealous for no reason at all, that is the time i get worried. especially if the person whom i have ahem, jealous feelings for so does not deserve it. and besides, i do not have the right to be jealous because well that person is not something that i own. i just hate the fact that i feel jealous when i shouldn't be. i know i should be mature about this since i am already 22 years old and jealousy is for people 20 years my junior, but i honestly cannot help it.

 
on other things though, we ran into ruffa mae quinto when we were waiting for our ride in front of embassy last saturday. i am so jealous of her because i honestly could not put into words how gorgeous she is.  her figure looks a hundred times better in person. my cousin made a comment about ruffa mae's male companion and how hot he is and i was like "may kasama siya?".

mrssnuffles

my cousin bought a copy of harry potter and the half-blood prince yesterday. our devotion for the potter boy is really amazing because we actually woke up early for the occasion, for fear that the copies would run out. however, everyone else decided to sleep in because after all it is a saturday because there were lots of copies left. but hey, it's ok because at least we got one! the only downside is that i wasn't able to buy my own copy coz i don't have money. i would have happily shelled out 1400 pesos for the book because i have waited so long for the 6th installment, if i had that kind of money that is. so i have to wait for my cousin to finish reading, or try to sneak a few chapters when she is at school or sleeping or doing homework. i am not complaining though, because i haven't finished reading confessions of an ugly stepsister anyway.