Gulo

gulong gulo ngaun ang mga braincells ko.

sa hindi ko maipaliwanag na pang-yayari , bigla nalang umuwi ang hampaslupa kong workless/tambay na kapatid na nurse (je3 jowk lang) dito sa ilokos. ewan ko ba sa babaitang igorot na yan, matapos ba namang mag-aral na apat na taon ng nersing sa maynila. eh mas gusto ba namang magtrabaho bilang kahera sa jolibee. punyemas. sabagay hindi ko sha masisi dahil talaga namang madugo ang trabaho ng mga nurses ngaun dito sa pilipinas, bukod sa pahirapan na ang paghahanap ng trabaho ay kailangan mo pang mag-volunteer w/o salary(kaya nga volunteer dba?, duh ! ) kung sakaling payagan ka ng hospital, letseng mga hospital yan, ke choosy ha!.

At kung sakaling payagan ka namang mag-volunteer ay punyemas wala kang gagawin sa walong oras mung shift kundi mag-regulate ng swero buong araw. oh kaya'y mag-drain ng mga ihi ng mga pashente, maglinis ng sugat , oh kaya'y ishave ang bulbul ng mga magpapatanggal ng mattres . hindi naman sa pang-iinsulto sa mga kaliga kong nurses, ngunit dadaptwa gayun-paman sa kabilang dako ng libo-libong isla ng pilipinas kailangan na talaga nating pigilan ang mga magulang natin sa pamimilit at pagtuturture sa kanilang mga anak para lang makumbinse nilang mag-nursing sila.

ako, honestly katulad rin ako ng kapatid kong maitim na pinilit lang ng isang boung angkan namin para lang mag-nursing, ikaw ba naman ang bigyan ng ganitong option.

A. mag-nursing ka , promise wala ka ng gagawin sa bahay.

B. wag kang mag-nursing,wag ka nang mag-aral

C. punyemas, lumayas ka na sa harap ko.

shempre, no choice ang lolo nyo. napa cge na nga ako. at dun na nagsimula ang kalbaryo ko. je3.

mahirap talaga ang nursing, yun ang totoo. wag na tayong mag-pakaimpokrito. ikaw ba naman ang magbasa nang pagka-kapal kapal na Punda, Patho,MatAndChi,Pedia,MedSurg at kung anik-anik pang libro, ewan ko nalang kung dka tubuan ng mga pimpols na sing laki ng nunal ni madam gloria.susmarya! pero habang tumatagal, wala ng nagawa pa ang mga braincells ko at na-invade na sila ng aking malaking puso. at napamahal na sakin ang aking prrrrrrropessssyyyun. (iw).

anyways, yun nga umuwi ang babaitang kapatid ko, since taga-maynila na sya,at ako probinsyano. nasulsulan nya akong bumili ng ipod touch dahil antigo na raw ang ipod nano ko. hay putangina. wala na akong nagawa dahil sa mga oras na ito, nasa central nervous system ko na si luciper at gustong-gusto ko nang bumili ng ipod touch, ju3 inis-na-inis talaga ako sa kapatid kong to, may sa demonyo yata at ang galing makipag salestalk. anyways yung pera kong pambili ng ipod touch ay ipon ko talaga para sa bago kung laptop. sa kasawiang palad, kailangan ko munang i-delay ang laptop for 1 more year. hay.

sha nga pala, gusto ko lang itanong,na try mu na bang ma-inlove sa love ng kaibigan mu(oh sige actually hindi pa love, siguro like lang) so yun nga, yung like mo karelasyon ng kaibigan mu. at ang masaklap pa dun, ikaw ang nagsulsul sa like mo na ligawan ang kaibigan mu. dumating nalang ang araw na narealize mu na like mu na pala siya. well masakit yan brad. alam mu kung bakit? kasi yan ang situation ko ngaun. hay(buntung hininga) sana lumipas na to. anyways happy parin ako at sobrang excited sa aking ipod touch. je3.

gudbye muna goldie.

dahil sa mga kagaguhang ginawa ng mga kagrup kong nursing students na pagtatago sa selpon ko na inakala kung nanakaw, na sa kasamahang palad ay nagdulot ng malaking kahihiyan sakin at malaking problema sa isang tricycle driver na pi-na-blotter ng mga mapag-mahal kong mga magulang dahil sa pag-a-a-kalang sha ang nag-nakaw ng aking mamahaling high-end na selpon(ang yabang....char!) napagdesisyonan ko sa tulong ng aking panaginip na hinahabol ako ng isang karo ng patay, dapat ko nang i-set-free si goldie.

sino si goldie?

si goldie ang mamahalin kong selpon , makinis pa sha hanggang ngaun, kulay ginto at black na samsung, iisa palang ang gasgas nya na super liit as in microscopic lang na gasgas. binili ko yung selpon na yun bilang regalo ko sa sarili ko nang mag-caping and pinning ako nung third year , sa makatuwid wala pang anim na buwan sa akin si goldie. sa tuwing nilalabas ko ang selpon ko habang naglalakad at nagtetext sa hallway ng aming school lahat ng mata ay nakatitig sa kanya. kumbaga sha ang ladygaga ng mga selpon sa school.

maraming beses na ring muntik maghiwalay ang aming landas ni goldie. isang beses ay noong nasa tutuban ako. sa harap ng tutuban mall ay maraming kainan , at dun muntik hambalusin ng isang kargadur ang bag ko para lang makuha si goldie. mabuti nalang at mukha akong anghel at nakuntento nalang yung lalaki sa aking alindog( alindog kajan?!).

pero seryuso ako. aminin na natin ang mga iilang magagandang bagay sa mundo ay talagang mainit sa mga mata ni snatser. magnanakaw . mandurugas . luciper atbp. kung kaya naman napagdesisyonan ko nang i-set-free si goldie, kahit masakit sa aking esopagus ay papakawalan ko na sya upang hindi na muling malagay sa peligro ang aking buhay (wow!, lovestory?)

sa halip na mag-mukmuk ako at lumuha ay nag-google nalang ako at nagblog-hop at dun ko nakita ang aking bagong mahal.(online live story . je3)

sana po ay huwag nyo shang husgahan.

huwag nyo namang sabihin na kaypanget ng ipinalit ko kay goldie.

eto po sya, ang kanyang pangalan ay si

BLACKY

okey, fine ang panget nya talaga,

pero

ika nga ng kasabihan.

humanap ka ng panget at hindi ka iiyak.

how a prank turn into a colonial melancholia

it was a then ordinary day, i woke up early, went to school early, and i texted some of my friends good-morning then i place my phone beside me, i was still sleepy and so groggy that time, i wasn't fully awake. for split seconds i fell asleep , i guessed. caused after i opened my eyes my phone is totally gone. and i was like, ok this is a pranks, where the hell is my phone , its not funny. but since i was groggy my foolish groupmates managed to convinced me that maybe i was just sleepy and i did just forgot my phone at my house. so what i did is i texted my mother by the use of my friends phone to please check my desk if my phone happens to be there. then my mother replied a simple "no". so then i calmed myself and just forget about it maybe it was lost or something, and i didnt want that to destroy my day. but after a while my mother then texted my friend asking me if i happen to remember the ride i took to go to school and i said "yes , the ride happens to park always near the bus station" and those tricycles who parks on the bus stations happens to be not-numerous. thus you will be able to distinguished by asking one-by-one who happens to took a nursing student early in the morning for school. on the other side of the story, i was then at a ride going to the hospital and while on the ride, they gave me my phone and they all laugh, but since im pissed with what they did i just shut-up and shut my phone of.i didnt even managed to inform my mother that i have found my phone .

i can compare the place where we resides as a resemblance of springfield, where Homer Simpson lives, every body always knew every little microscopic issue that should only remain in he house.

so whats the hitch? my mother which closely resemble marge simpson with hypertrophic tounge happens to locate the driver who took me to school. and you know the usual confrontation scene that always happen in Philippine road crossings, happens in actual, complete with barangay tanod, and barangay captain. and off course . they found nothing

after a very toxic day at school, i was shocked that a huge crowd was waiting for me at the front lounge of my house. and the rest was history, ja3.

the most toxic day in my nursing life

its 11:52 of the evening ,so allow me to cut the cutie-ditzy.

i just want to shout through the infinite world of the internet how rough this night was......

i knew from the time i awaken my soul , and open my eyes that this god-forbidden day would be rough. i dont know how to explain it but i really can feel through my stomach the beat of my heart, and words attack my mind, i worried and took a deep inhalation, and as soon as i get up on my bed, i said to myself, "oh bitch, there's something wrong"

and as i was expecting it. i was right.

i was shot through my hypothalamus with sharp words that could kill a herd when released through the mouth of the devils.

" gago"

"tanga"

"duldog"

"bobo"

"abnormal"

if i was a normal teenager nursing wannabe , i could have broke down and cry, thank god i wasn't born normal. i have high tolerance with bad degrading words which i developed along the way as my journey in my nursing school progresses. my right ears tends to adopt all the sharp stabbing words like treasures , while my left ear tends to dispose it like dollars.

it is safe to say that this night was one of the most toxic night ever in my life, so far.

thank god to my sunny personality and optimistic life approach, my brain automatically deletes all the hatred on my heart every after taking a bath and having a bite of fried chicken.

all i can say to my classmates is: you bitches i will be richer than all of you, and you'll kiss my dirty little ass

and to my C.I : well I, John Bryan Cristobal, BSN-IV-A , do thank you for all the degrading words you said to me, i swear to the almighty that i would use those words as my inspiration in life for me to be a better nurse. NO. for me to be a great nurse. a great nurse that will take care of you at the hospital when your sick,or to old that you cant even walk and clean your poops .

then you'll thank me for listening to you. i promised i'll be respectful and will reply:

"no problem dude , i wont let my anger engulf me, im to rich to bother"

thank you sir.

7 foolish reasons

while eating lunch along with a close friend and two semi-stranger classmates, i obviously felt that the last two are feeling a little bit o.p because they cant keep up with me and my friend rampant chit-chat .we are really intimidating. so what i did is that i talk to them, ya know some random stuff about school, their lives, and some sort of lovelife, and as i was expecting , it backfired to me and slap me in my face.

i was shot direct through my heart: " bakit wala ka pang boypren?"

and i really dont know what to say, i swear i just stare both on their faces with a pokerface while my mouth open still with un-masticated pork.i promise if i dont have a well sanity i could have hit that girl right through her face.

so how should i disect this, i dont really know why. but i have few good reasons why.

1.well because im tall, dark, and.......nevermind. what i just meant is that. you know it...... should i still type it..... lets just make it this way. im the last person god created and he was so tired that time.

2. i dont know who should approach first . cause the only rule i knew is "guys should make the first move" and i guessed that isn't so applicable to my situation.

3. i know im gay, but seriously?, should i really put a dick on my mouth? dude, grow up. i aint gonna do that. gross

4. im a guy, technically, and millions of testosterone is floating in my blood. im not gonna swallow your sons and daughters. as i said i have millions of it.i don't need additional cause it might transform me into a gay hulk. uh uh.

5. guys who want dickos are gays, and guys who want their dickos into a guys mouth is gayoh. its a gayoh-gayoh love affair.in other term. a lose-lose situation, ek bankrupt.

6.this might hurt others, but. we are guys, gayguy, and we have a diko not a vagina. and real men digs vagina and not asshole.according to my last research sex-change ranges from 3000-10000 dollars roughly 138000-500000 pesos. go ahead cut your pride.

7. this is the most serious answer i can come up with.

guys dont like me. and i dont like guys, yet. i dont want to push myself on something i dont like cause i dont want to end up regretting.

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