Friday, May 16, 2008

hi, it's me

Would the inconsiderate, needy, dramatic girlfriend please stand up.
Oh, I'm already up.
Yes, I am THAT girl. You see, I tried my best not to be inconsiderate but no matter what I do I still get the label. Tired at work? But that's okay please come by and see me still ok? Then there's me the needy girlfriend who has to have a phone call and as much face-time. Well excuse me for wanting to know if you're safe at home. Last but not the least, I am also the drama queen. You seriously can't expect to be mad and stop my tears from flowing at the same time right?
Sometimes I would like to step out of my body, give it a couple of violent shakes and a few slaps if possible to wake myself up from this unnecessary emotions. I feel like a kid having a tantrum if I can't get my ice cream when my little body and mind dictates it.
Last night, the joke was on me as I struggled to stand my ground and at the same time feel sorry for him while he tried to cajole a smile out of me. Afterall, I am a sucker for his sweet ways.
The fairytale continues. I am still a drama queen and he is still the always-late-but-forgiveable knight.

Thursday, May 15, 2008

nurses' week

It's National Nursing Week and all I got was free food.

Haha. Kidding.

It's kind of funny but a week made up to celebrate the hardworking nurses of our society actually makes me proud that I've been a nurse for almost a year (in July). Yey, I'm surviving! I still can't believe it at times. Every now and then I lay in my bed after a hard shift and wait for the next nurse to call me and ask numerous questions about the things I left for him/her to sort out. Fortunately, there's none of that. *knock on wood*

I don't think any of the patients know it is my special week, otherwise they would ease off on their demands. Haha. Again, kidding. Errr. I do know how it is to be on the other side of the spectrum as I have had family members/friends who have been patients before but if only they consider my side too.

Anyway, life is a beach. Whatever that means. I kinda miss Cuba-beach-life.

I am back on night shifts.

Monday, May 5, 2008

hola amiga

One week in Cuba.

One week of blissful days at the beach, by the pool and at the hotel room watching movies. I don't seem to recall waking up as early as 7:30 am just in time for scrambled egg, bacon and french toast until our first day in the resort. I took advantage of the open bar by ordering something sweet and pineapple juice. It just shows how little I know about other drinks without having to resort to yucky beer. Errr. In any case, my organs are safe and was not intoxicated at any point of our vacation.

I love those stress-free days. All I worried about was what to wear, how not to completely burn my skin and what to eat.

It's been a week since I have been back and already worked a weekend. My brother asked if working three days was punishment. Errr.


Words cannot express how great it felt to leave everything behind even for just a week.
A beach bum every now and then will always be welcome in my planner.