so you get to know me a bit more here's a pic of my angelo and i hahahaha
these were taken on my debut which was a pool party

this one is a pic of us with my lola, my lola absolutely loves ange hahahaha

schools for profit or for education

yesterday(feb. 18,09) was the last day of nurses week at my school, to be fair it was okei, well as usual the seminar was really boring they got two old ladies who stayed in place the whole time they were giving their talk, they hardly even used hand gestures, so in short they bored me to death, the topic had potential yet the speakers just killed it, the seminar started around 9am and ended at about 12, we were all so relieved when the seminar ended, i mean everybody loves lunchtime(lol) so we all went to gate 2, which is one of the 4 options of ways to get out of school. oh yeah, earlier we were already told that nursing students aren't allowed to go outside of campus til 5pm, understandable since the school officials are well aware that most student won't come back.. anyway back to lunchtime so we headed to the gate(take note we were starving by this time) so the guard said we had to leave our id, yet we decided to go to gate 3 instead, when we got there we were giving the guard our id's yet he said that isn't allowed( by this time we were so irritated coz it doesn't make sense that at the other gate it was okei yet at this gate it wasn't) so we went back to gate 2 and this he too wasn't allowing students to go out anymore(we were really pissed of by this time) he said that one of the sisters called(i study at a dominican school so sisters are in charge)told them that nobody would be allowed to go out.. so okei fine, what the other students did was they ordered food from the gate, but then the guard stopped them and i mean he was getting mad and rude! he said none of us were allowed to buy food from outside! he said that sister said the canteen provided food for the nursing students(FYI the food left in the canteen was vegetables and a whole meal would cost 60 pesos,on the other hand a meal outside would just cost 30 pesos) so on we went to the canteen only to find out there isnt any food anymore.. so my classmate opted to go to our dean and voice out the situation yet lo and behold they were at casa antonia(a place for gatherings at school) they were there eating there FREE lunch which was payed for by the BSN students..... isnt that nice while more than half of the BSN students were hungry they were in there all fine and dandy... in summary the professors didn't care,the guards were rude and that sister whoever she is had her mind set on the amount of money the canteen would gain from the BSN students... tsk3 is that why she works at a school to gain money? i thought schools were for education? isn't the money we pay for tuition enough?( and really if i compare the price we pay at that school it would just be the same if i studied at a school in Manila) you'd think studying at a school run by nuns would do us good... HMPT! are we FOR the school or is the school FOR us

ethics 101

recently i remembered a lesson form our ethics class last sem, the book we used gave us a specific incident that directly affected ethics, so the situation was, the nurse in the story had a dying patient with so many complications, (sorry i can't remember what his disease was) anyway the patient went into cardiac arrest and was flat lining so they had to revive the patient, he became stable again, then it happened a second time again he was revived, it happened a third time and again was revived. it is a hospital protocol to revive any patient as long as the chart does not specify a Do Not Resuscitate Order. the problem in this situation is that the patient is so diseased he is now paralyzed and brain dead, prolonging his life would be like torturing the man, as a nurse there is nothing we can do but stand by, but ethically it poses a question, should we let him go on with a life so horrible? or should we just let him go? sometimes the family is given the option to place the do not resuscitate order yet sometimes love is literally blind, they think of how much they love that person, of how they can't live without that person that they are blinded and they can't see that the person they love is going through the hardest part of their lives... there's this popular txt message going around about why at an early age we were taught how to close open our hands, they said it was a simple way of teaching us how to let go... anyway i think im going around in circles already so this is where this ends, i'll get back to this topic when i've gathered more insight

death is just around the corner

it seems like death has been showing up everywhere in my life nowadays, it isn't directly affecting me, but it's happening to the people around me, just last week someone i knew died,let's call him matt(just an alias to hide his true identity) we weren't close, i hardly knew him, he was actually a friend of my boyfriend and yet his death had such an impact in me... i don't wanna go into details on all the facts of his death, all i'll say is someone stabbed him and he knew that person who did it to him, he was stabbed because of a material object.. how sad losing life for such an invaluable thing, matt was so young and full of dreams.... a couple of days later, i had hospital duty, we arrived at hospital at about 6:00am, we arrived at a wrong time, we arrived at such a sad and depressing moment, at the emergency room there's a couple of windows so upon entering the gate of the hospital you have an unobstructed view of what's going on inside.. it was the first time i witnessed someone dying, it was an old man in his 60's, they were performing CPR on the man, but by the looks of the man you would know in an instant that he was goner, it was so hard witnessing the scene, wanting to help but knowing that you're powerless. two different situations, two different circumstances yet the outcome was the same.. both their stories came to the same ending.. death... never have i felt such close to death.. my eyes were forced to open so wide.. death constantly at our heels... now i ponder on how i would die... i wonder how it would go... would it be slow or fast, expected or unexpected.. yet i not only worry about my death i worry about those i love too.. how would they die? are they ready to go?.. im not afraid of death, there is nothing to fear yet the past days just got me thinking what if im next? so just incase i go anytime soon, to my family i love you, to angelo i love you, to my friends i love you,to my enemies im sorry, ... time is gold, what a cliche yet so true...