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| WITH DIREK RS FRANCISCO |
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Ito na ang cheap na camera na gusto ko... ang dating Nikon DSLRs na pangarap ko, ayun pangarap pa din. Kaya eto nalang. :D
Ang android phone na gusto ko. I told you, simple lang ang gusto ko. Hindi na ako nangangarap ng Blackberry. :)
Gusto ko ngayon. Gusto ko nang maging girly. :D
At dahil fan ako ni Paulo Coelho, gusto ko nito.
Haha! Wala kasi akong sariling payong. Eversince! I hate bringing umbrellas. Lagi ko lang naiiwanan. Pero this time, demand ko to eh. Kaya please, regaluhan niyo na ako ng payong. Yung folding at kasya sa bag ko. :D
Gaya gaya ako eh. Gusto ko rin nito. The more, the merrier! :D\
I am a trying hard musician-slash-singer-slash-musicwriter-slash-trying hard. Pagbigyan niyo na ako. Binigay ko na si Tara sa kapatid ko.
Oh ayan, binigyan ko na kayo ng hint kung ano ang gusto kong matanggap this Christmas. Sabi nga, giving is the essence of Christmas Day! LOL!
I miss.
Henry De Tamble is a young man with a singular disease that makes living life at all, let alone a normal one, difficult. Henry suffers from Chrono-Displacement Order, a disease that is constantly whisking him away from his life to deposit him in the past and future without a moment's notice or control. Unable to travel with money or even clothing, Henry's life is one of uncertainty and danger. But throughout his life, one thing remains constant: Clare Abshire, an heiress who has known Henry since her early childhood when his future self came to visit her: his future wife. They struggle throughout their lives to be together, to maintain a relationship when Henry has no control over his whereabouts. Claire falls in love as a young girl with an older Henry who has known her for many years, but when she meets him in her twenties, he is her age and has never met her before. She begins a relationship with a younger Henry who has yet to become the man she has fallen in love with, just as an older Henry spends his time caring for a young Claire who is alone in the cold atmosphere of her family's home, but is not the woman he leaves behind when he comes to "visit".
They cannot reveal Henry's illness for fear of his being locked up in a mental institution or taken away for study, so they tell few people. Other people weave in and out of the story: his violinist father, who has become an alcoholic recluse since his mother's death in a car accident when Henry was a young boy (a scene he revisits against his wishes). The housekeeper who helped to raise Henry when his father withdrew. Claire's bohemian friends who wonder and even disapprove of her husband who seems dark and even violent to them.
Claire and Henry go through an agonizing process trying to conceive, something Henry is hesitant about for fear of passing on his gift/curse. He goes so far as to have a vasectomy, but a past self comes along and helps Claire to conceive. A daughter is born, and the baby helps to reintegrate Henry's father into their lives. Henry meets with a doctor that he is able to convince of his disease and they go about studying it, they are never able to halt it, but they are able to identify the gene in Henry that they believe makes his time-travel possible.
Now knowing when he dies, and that it is soon, he gathers all his friends and family for a big party, saying goodbye without telling them, then he sits in Claire's arms and spends his last minutes with her. He disappears and then comes back seemingly moments later, fatally wounded.
Claire is despondent but she lives for the few times that Henry has traveled to the future and thus will still be in her life. He visits a couple of times, but he sees their daughter more than her. He promises her that he will come for her on the day she dies. Claire spends the rest of her life, and she has spent it thus far, waiting for Henry.
You asked me "why",I said "I don't know".I saw colors in your eyes that pictures out your mind.I said, "don't go",You said, "I'll stay."Pride empties my soul, you take it overThe sweetness in my blood went out my lipsFear dissolves but it persists.Pain's already overshadowed... no teardrops.Now I know that I need you here with me.I know this is once in a lifetime of chanceWith your arms wrapped around meI won't slip it away because you're my dwellingThe shadows behind us become onelike endless horizon.♥♥♥
Apat na taon...apat na taon din ang binuno ko para makatapos ng kursong Nursing. Maraming case studies at community diagnosis ang pinagpuyatan. Maraming on-call na walang cases. Maraming autoimmune diseases na ginawan ng diagram at pinulbos. In short, maraming hirap na pinagdaanan dagdag pa ang mataas na RLE fee at katakut-takot na miscellaneous. Sa kabila ng lahat, marami pa din ang naiinis sa mga estudyanteng nars na katulad ko dahil 1) puti ang kulay ng uniporme namin, 2) maaarte daw at malinis sa katawan, 3) laging naka-make-up sa duty o kahit hindi duty, 4) magaling sa english, 5) laging may hawak ng makapal na libro, 6) palaging competitive, 7) may sariling mundo, at 8) magaganda at gwapo =). Ang hindi nila alam, ganoon talaga kami. haha! Pero hindi pa dun natatapos ang kalbaryo bago ka maging isang ganap na nars. Kailangan mo munang ipasa ang exam na pinakakinatatakutan ng lahat (nursing board exam). Review palang, katakut-takot na kaechusan ang pinagdadaanan. At hindi pa din yun ang katapusan ng kalbaryo para maging isang ganap na nars. Mas mahirap ang naghihintay ng resulta. At kapag, nakasali ang pangalan mo sa listahan ng passers. Tsaraan! Hindi pa din doon nagtatapos ang hirap. Actually, simula pa lang.
Simula pa lang...
Isa na akong ganap na rehistradong nars... legally and technically. Pero kahit ganoon, mas lalong kumapal ang ulap sa ulo ko...dumilim at lumabo. Wala akong idea kung ano ang susunod na step na gagawin ko sa aking buhay NARS. Nagsimula akong mag-apply sa iba't ibang ospital na malapit lang sa amin puro nga lang volunteer... oo! volunteer! Walang sweldo, walang allowance at kung minsan sa ibang malalaking ospital, ikaw pa ang magbabayad sa ospital sa serbisyong ginawa mo. Akala ng iba madaling maging isang nars...actually, madali nga lang. Madali kung ang puso mo talaga ay ang pagiging NARS. Merong nangantyaw sa akin isang beses. Ang laki daw ng tuition fee at gastos ng mga nag-aaral ng narsing pero pagkatapos eh magiging volunteer lang daw at kukurampot ang sweldo. Iyon ang akala nila. Hindi sa sweldo nasusukat ang kakayahan ng isang NARS. Sabi nga nila, "what is unique in the nursing profession is the service". SERVICE... as in service. Meron pang isa, wala daw kahihinatnan ang mga nars dito sa Pilipinas kaya ang iba nangingibang-bansa kasi andun ang pera. Kaya nga ngayon eh pinipilit nila akong maging volunteer for the sake of experience para itapon sa Qatar. But then, reality bites. Dagdag pa, dahil sa recession na laganap ngayon sa Amerika, ang ibang narses, pumapasok sa call centers dahil walang bakanteng ospital na pwedeng tumanggap sa kagaya namin. Meron akong kakilala, pagkatapos niyang maging RN, nagtrabaho siya sa call center for two years, pero kahit meron siyang well-paying job, ginive-up niya ito para mag-volunteer sa isang primary hospital. Narealize kasi niya na hindi siya nag-aral ng nursing para pumasok sa call center. Kung tutuusin, magaling ang ginawa niya at wala siyang pagsisisi. Bilib ako sa kanya.Sa ngayon, pagvovolunteer muna ang pagkaka-abalahan ko sabay sa mga trainings na kailangan pang gawin bago ka makapasok ng tuluyan sa isang maayos na ospital. Alam ko, mahirap sa umpisa pero kung meron kang tiyaga at nasa puso mo talaga ang pagiging NARS, higit pa sa dolyar ang araw-araw na nakikita mong dahil sa akin, nakatulong ako at nakadugtong ng buhay ng tao.=)
