of dieting and etc.

i don't really personally understand why some people would go into great lengths - to the point of endangering their very lives - just to satisfy their hunger for being thin.
i don't believe in dieting, though i know that i am way past the normal BMI [body mass index] or in lay man's term: fat - but it just does not make any sense.
to all the teases, the cruel jokes and the stares that was thrown at me [some even come from my own parents] - i have never thought of doing anything to harm my body just to slash of pounds.
come to think about it, i never really liked conforming.
i always follow my intuition and what i think and feel is right for me.

although i really need to exercise for health reasons.
i mean, i love my body but i don't want to die because of cholesterol clogging up my arteries.
i really gotta stop hitting those nasty cigs too - for eternity.
yes, i gotta do that.

now, when will i start?

PacMan Wins Yet Again!

i'm not the a big PacMan fan, but boy after years of winning i gotta really give it to the man. he is indeed the greatest POUND-for-POUND fighter!
woot! woot!

blabbering: a may poem

I've seen your face on TV,
often wondering could it be?
That someday, somehow
in a special place,
I might take a short glance
at that beautiful face?

Many days and hours
had passed by,
But I still can't find the reason why?
Why do I tend to fall for someone
who doesn't even know me?
Or perhaps for someone who
wouldn't even care?
So I sat face down, and just
let things happen as it is-
to alter this I wouldn't dare.

Exams had been taken, and
grades had been given.
Yet,I still find myself grief-stricken;
Why is this happening?
Why are you so special to me?
Am I already a die-hard fanatic
for you?
Should I be?

note: i wrote this piece of contraption [cause am not even sure if it can be considered a poem. hehe.] when i was a college freshman.

The Romanovs

i have first known about the Romanov's in a documentary aired by the discovery channel when i was 12 0r 13. and ever since i had been greatly interested about them and their life and untimely death [July 16, 1918 Ipatiev House, Ekaterinburg], especially that of the Grand Duchess Anastasia and Tsarvich Alexei - who's still rumored [and believed] to have survived the massacre of their family, although, according to recent news Anastasia and Alexei's burned bones had been found at a bonfire site not too far from where their family has been buried.
the Romanov's [including 4 servants] died of gun shot wounds, with the girls shot at the head.


L to R:[back]Alexander, Tatiana, Maria, Anastasia [front]Alexei, Olga, Alexi


Tsar Alexander


Tsarina Alexandra


Grand Duchess Olga


Grand Duchess Tatiana


Grand Duchess Maria


Grand Duchess Anastasia


Tsarvich Alexei

NOTE:
although it is considered one of the most tragic story/event of the the 20th Century -
it is on their story that i had increasingly became more inclined and interested towards history [especially that of those the Royal bloods]; and hemophilia [a rare bleeding disorder in which the blood doesn't clot normally which often leads to hemorrhage or severe bleeding that if left uncured (no treatment is available yet)could lead to death. the abnormal gene that causes, is usually carried by the mother and passed on to the male offspring] - it is the disease that has burdened Tsarvich Alexei until his assassination in 1918 [along with his family]..
May they all Rest in Peace.

of a very exhausting and irritating job fair

okay,
so i am a registered nurse.
a jobless registered nurse that is.
so, one day i as i was browsing the internet i came across this:

so, of course to my wondering excitement i decided to go and pre-registered online. [oh spare me, i didn't know what the hell i was thinking..]
i dutifully prepared all the credentials and paper stuffs that i needed along with my resume.

come friday, i woke up at 6 am, and was done with all my morning rituals at around 7:30 am. at 7:40 i went to a friends house to pick him up [cause he was gonna go with me along with another friend].. anyway, fast forward..
so after a 2 hour ride - we arrived at the venue, but since we haven't all eaten our breakfast yet, we decided to eat first so we'd have all the energy we need for an impending agony.. [lol.]
after we finished eating this is what we saw:

a horde of people. a thousand maybe more people - from every direction - who were also taking advantage of the the one-day exclusive job fair.
well, i was thinking:
"what the f***! how would be able to get through that?" and
"maybe this is a bad idea, and we should just go home.."
but of course, since we were at the area already we all decided again to give it a shot, and boy what a shot we had for almost 3 hours of standing - with an impending rain up on our heads..
yay. rain's coming anytime soon..


Caye is dead tired. he hadn't slept the night before..


i was thinking of making these cones, a head cover when it started raining.;p


these are my feet..and they are screaming to be rested from the inside.


this is BA covering his head cause it started to shine and brought the temp. to boiling hot.


Caye's back pack came handy. Instant umbrella[?]


okay.. so basically the whole thing sucked and it was all very unorganized. a lot of people are complaining about it. everyone was freaking exhausted and we haven't even entered the freaking venue yet.. anyway, so i said to the boys that i want to go home and we all agreed to leave - and this is what we left behind:
this job fair is DUNZO!!!

oh lord.
i am reminding myself that i would never ever set foot to something like this again.
i hated it to the core.
job or no job.