real.simple.crazy.impulsive.true.just bein’me.

(this one surely beats Gapuz,Northcap,R.U.N.!)

1. Come to the review at least 1- 2 hours late, thus making a grand (albeit embarassing) entrance.

2. Smile sheepishly, with a pacute, batting-the-eyelashes effect when Kuya Angel gives you a stern look because you are late (as always).

3. Laugh in that sort of embarassed way when Kuya Angel delivers an amused yet subtly sarcastic remark that you are late (again).

4. Bring your Boy Bawang and Sugo peanuts and munch your way through the entire discussion.

5. When things get boring, distract your boyfriend from his serious reviewing by poking his armpits,stomach,shoulder,and ears with your ballpen.

6. Go back to listening when you get bored of distracting him or when he gives you that irritated grunt meaning,"let’s save the landian AFTER the review!".

7. Bring matchsticks to hold your lids apart when you lose all power of forcing them to open.

8. Cut yourself and squeeze lemon on the wound when matchsticks won’t work(Ibong Adarna,pages 31- 32).

9. When all else fails,sleep on your boyfriend’s shoulder and drool on it.

10. Upon waking up,and you notice,much to your dismay,that the lecturer is still there, try to listen.

11. And when you feel bored again, just ask your seatmate about Gulong ng Palad to keep yourself awake.

12. If things get desperate,that you are really unable to fight off the bouts of boredom, imagine that the lecturer is Orlando Bloom,in his boxers,lecturing about the side effects of Methergine in his sexy British accent.

13. Disregard the above mentioned tip when you have a jealous boyfriend who is  sexy as well. *yipipee…*

14. You’re a big dupe if you took all these tips seriously.

15. Hey…wait a minute.I’m not a dupe!

   i’m falling into depression again…i need to be checked in at the mental hospital..seriously.

   it’s all the pressure…the insecurities…the worries…all the crap…it’s really getting to me,and i have a hard time just shrugging it off and say,"yabadabadoo!i can handle anything!"

   i mean, my whole future is just within my reach.and the striking truth to that is really scary.what if i failed to grasp it?i’m really just so confused right now.

   sigh.

   and there’s my insecurities.sometimes,i’m just not happy with who i am,i just want to be someone totally different,and i think people,especially those who are dear to me, will be happier with that.i wish i was someone who’s truly confident in her own skin,and not fret about anything.i wish i was someone smarter and braver and sexier (hell yeah!) and……..richer.i’m not being materialistic here,but,come to think of it,money does really make the world go ’round.if you have lots of it,you can help your own family,and a lot of other people:those who are sick,the poor,victims of crime…waaaaah.on second thought,baka kunin ako ni Lord nito.Wag po!wag po!knock on wood!!!!

   oh,and with lots of money, i can make my man feel truly special by whisking him off to some deserted island and cover him in whipped cream…ah,just kidding,there’s absolutely no truth to what was aforementioned..umm…well.I’M JUST KIDDING,GET THE POINT?!duh…

   GOING BACK TO WHAT I WAS BLABBERING ABOUT,if i were rich,i’d be able to whisk my man off in different places like the beach or something and just have a romantic and fun time with him each moment we’re together….

   so to all rich kids out there…don’t just go wasting your precious money in something useless or don’t try to flaunt it to others…hey,your folks worked real hard for it,learn to appreciate the REAL value of THAT…

   and as for me…well,let’s just say someday i’m gonna build my own beach resort…so my man and i could just lie lazily on the sand and watch the sunset together…

   ok,enough of this daydreaming.i need to haul my butt off this chair and start reviewing!!!

p.s. i love you dadi…as always.

   that movie is simply the worst i have ever seen.

   when i stepped inside the cinema showing the movie"the hills have ears" or "eyes", or whatever,i realized that there’s no turning back now…no getting the precious money back.just analyzing the title made counting the cobwebs in my room(yeah,yeah, i know i’m lazy,no need to rub it in) much more exciting.oh,and it’s not just a bore,it’s really,really gross.morbid.and the story?just a bunch of stupid characters doing stupid stuff…you have to wonder,"what were they thinking?"duh.

   i should have chosen"moments of love".cheesy,but,hey,i’m really cheesy myself.

   speaking of"moments of love",i was having my own moments of love while watching that "hills have whatever" thingy.yup,there’s nothing more perfect than being cuddled by your man in shining armor.sigh…*blush!*

   cheesy?well,that’s just me.

p.s. i love you dadi! ^_^

Come May 9…it’s gonna be our graduation… i don’t know if I should be shrieking with glee…or…waaaaah…..then here comes the board exams…THE board exams!

*sigh*

Well, one thing’s for sure…there’s no escaping it…huhuhuhu.

QUESTION:What is the appropriate nursing care for a patient admitted to the E.R.who is experiencing a sickle- cell pain episode?

PAULINE’S NURSING INTERVENTION: Expecto Patronuuuumm!!!!

(blame it on J.K. Rowling.)