Express Mail 4

To: ________________________

NAPAKAarte mo. Kala mo kung sino kang VIP. You are irrational and immature. You're an airhead. And I wanna straighten up the paper clip I borrowed (in hopes that I can get what I intended it for after waiting for you for 3 hours) and prick your nose --and of course, your head full of air and unattached screws.

You told people to repent and pray for their wrongdoings for the rest of the holy week days. Earth to you. Do as you preach, hypocrite.

To: ________________________

Isa ka pa! Magsama kayo ni airhead. "Birds of the same feather, flock together"..... are of the same kind.... belong to the same feather duster.... whatever.

To: ________________________

zzz

To: My crush yearsssssssss ago...

Kadamak nimu! I saw you a while ago sa court and you still play basketball without your slippers on. Sabagay, I know the rationale behind it. But still it does not change the fact na damak ka. And I wonder why patay na patay ako sa'yo nun. Eew.

To: Sun

Lovin' your network more and more.

To: Summer

I wish I can have a break and finally feel you. Wala na akong summer classes, yipee!

To: Oats

I can soo associate you with my then-outbase duties. I missed you, honey hazelnut.

The Orange Scheme

I love the color Orange. Yet I don't like the persona behind those orange-y TV ads, jingles, tarps, and whatelse. Aside from the fact that I soo wanna puke whenever I see him with an orange polo shirt with his hair swept to the side... (Oh! And of course, how can I miss the jingle and the kids singing along?) I will certainly not give out my one precious vote for him being the next President.

In an article by Elen Francisco for Philippine Daily Inquirer (click here), it made me loathe for Manny Villar for claiming and pretending he was once a poor boy when he 'was never a Tondo poor boy'. Read for yourself.

Tonight while I was surfing the net, I stopped the moment I heard of an expose about him on Saksi, GMA7. It was regarding his brother who died years ago, who was allegedly "namatay dahil walang pang-ospital" (died of no money for hospitalization). It has been founded that his brother was in fact confined in a PRIVATE hospital for 13 days and expired due to cardiorespiratory arrest secondary to leukemia.

Why be in a private hospital? There are public hospitals then that can cater to your needs at a lower and attainable cost. Cardiorespiratory arrest is a failure of the heart to contract effectively and subsequently a cessation to normal circulation of the blood. And in  his brother's case, this happened BECAUSE of the underlying condition which is leukemia.

1. I hate him for making up stories to appeal to the masses. 

2. I hate him for using poverty to get to the hearts of the greater people. 

3. I hate him for being a hypocrite. 

4. I get more irritated by him when I recall his ad with the ducks and he got his hands dirty and he wiped his hands in his impeccable orange polo shirt then the camera focused on the act... and then it showed Manny Villar's then-clean-now-dirty shirt. Dang! 

5. I'm sick of his ads all over the television, radio, billboards, and sidewalks.

6. Moreover, I am so fed up with his campaign jingles.

1. I wish that Comelec will do something about this. Besides, I believe he is one of the candidates who reached the maximum air-time whatever for the campaign ads.

2. I wish he'll never make it to the position. Philippines is not in need of a leader like you, Mister.

3. I wish all of his lies will blow up to his face even more and that more people will be brought to the light and be guided properly and accordingly as to how they spend their vote. I'm so freakin' tired of those impeachment cries. In the first place, do not forget that for once, you wanted and therefore placed the existing leader in that pedestal. Don't go crazy when your once-behaved-and-all-positive leader turned out to be a monster. Vote wisely.

A Letter to the Mamugz

I went thru my clearbook this morning to make it available for re-use for my printed exhibit forms, and as I read what I've taken out from its sleeves, I realize one thing: I'm a Mamugz.

Not just a mamugz because I once belonged to Group 3, and so the name. But I am a mamugz because I'm soo an OC. I remember Milo branded me as the "Queen Mamugz" back then. And I guess that's why Group 3 has its name "Mamugz" as popularized.

I'm hitting the keyboard right now to say something to the Group. Here goes..

I'd just like to say 2 things. Sorry, and, Thank you.

Sorry......

> for pressing numerous deadlines on you
> and badly wanting that everyone can meet it for me (tho I'm half-expecting that someone, somehow, might not meet it blah blah blah)
> for me being bossy and demanding at times, or all the time, that is
> for being OC-fied by me and my ways. LOL
> for me being makulit and bugging whenever I text you of this and that, are you done with this and that, and co-relate with him/her/them etc

Thank you......

> 'cause somehow I felt respected (tho I think most of you had rolled their eyeballs countless times, felt exasperated, backbited me, and felt like you want to stab me for being sooo ____________ -fill in the blank na lang.... i know you've got something in mind to fill that with, haha!-)
> for listening to me whenever I call for meetings (na murag kanunay man ata, I forgot)
> for meeting my deadlines :)
> of course, for the friendship and for the memories :)

I pray that in the future I'll see you guys as successful RNs, MDs, businessman/businesswoman, writer, astronaut, teacher, actor/actress, whatever. Happy Graduation, Mamugz!

From your ex,
Kyna N.

Things Gg and I have learned

By some force of nature, we need to have a token and a frame for the certificate on Monday's seminar. Right after our "dance practice" (para gwapo paminawun --istoryahee), Gg and I went to Gmall.

Fast forward to the time we were at McDonald's.

Things I've learned tonight:
1. I discovered that that kind of wrapper can be sticked together by a double-sided tape.
2. I now know how to wrap a wine bottle decently.
3. I can make a simple yet presentable ribbon. :)

I told Gg about this and she shared to me ONE thing she learned tonight --she doesn't like mustard. Hehe. (I like mustard with ketchup on my fries.)

Sundae

Introducing my new love from McDonalds............

The new Fruity Blueberry Sundae, whatever. I don't get the name exactly but I definitely ♥ this. However, Caramel Sundae is my #1 favorite. :)

Let's talk "blood"

Gauge 16 needle on my left antecubital area.

Squeezing some ball to make the blood flow fast and fill the bag right away to get this over with. :)

Post blood donation. :) Medyo namutla ba?

I'm planning na mag-donate ulit this summer. Sama ka?

Twenty-one at 25

A late post. Like, 3 weeks late. :)

My 20th birthday was unforgettable, so as my 21st.

Feb. 24 (a day before my birthday)-- The Bugstato had a light and blooper-filled (neologism hahaha) case presentation. Then had our 4-hour duty (hooray!) at the hospital. We had our dinner together. And Kevin and Gicelle had with them a cake after being out-of-sight which is sweet of 'em.

 We ate it before going to a carnival at Matina where we had our dose of screaming at the roller coaster ride.

 

After the ride, they went to try the Octopus.

While most of us are wanting to go home, Kevin wants to have a singing spree. So we went to Rizal St. via  a cab (which was paid by him.. just so he has company..).

 

Attendance Check: FF, Loise, John, Nonah, Kevin, Jovs, Me :P

Gg gave me something before she went home and instructed me not to open it before the clock strikes 12mn. And during our videoke session with the rest of the gang, I discovered that Gg was checking on FF if I did open the gift already. Hahaha! :)

(This was her gift, by the way...)

I'll display this in my office in the future. :)

A unique letter. :)

I love my phone. I love how it captured the bottle. No editing done in here! Haha!

Feb. 25 (my day)-- I don't want to recall how I spent my day actually. I just don't want to remember it. But here's a picture of the cake Migz bought me.