I was so pissed today. Really mad, because I was called in Human Resources after my shift because of an allegation that I was caught sleeping at work. It was preposterous and absurd.
Before I clocked out this morning I was summoned by by Unit Manager through a call from my Supervisor that she needs to see me at her office in 8th floor. From 6th floor where Pediatrics is I giddily took the elevator wondering what's my offense why I was randomly called by my boss.
My mind was reeling and swirling wondering what was the cause of the summon. I fealt real anxious and apprehensive. When the elevator had opened on the 8th floor my heart beat was skipping beats and I felt butterflies on my stomach. It was really unnerving to feel like this.
I walked towards 8th East near the corner where my boss's office was located. Near the door I shakily knocked on the door and she signaled for me to come as I saw her from the reflection of the glass door. I say "hi" and "good morning" to her and she told me that she needs to walk me to the Human Resource.
I asked her what's the reason why she summoned me and she told me that one of the security guards making rounds last Sunday early morning had caught me and me co-worker sleeping near the nurse's station. She asked me if this allegations were true and I confidently told her no. Then she told me that were going down to Human Resource to meet up with the Human Relations Officer who received the guard's report.
From 8th floor we took the elevator down to the lobby and crossed the lawn towards the brown building across the hospital. When we got to the Human Resource I met up with the HR Officer and there she explained to me about the guard's report.
I explained my side and gave my own sid eof the story. From there I was served a temporary 48 hour suspension notice without pay pending the investigation and if not proven guilty will be compensated according to the scheduled hours of work during the suspension. If proven guilty then the suspension notice will serve as is for disciplinary action.
I also explained my wish to bring the matter to the employee's union and I was advice to do that because it's my right as an employee for a panel from the union to investigate if I was wrongfully charged because as far as I know when some employee is alleged to be charged for an offense pending an investigation he or she could not be suspended until proven guilty.
So, I was really wondering if I was suspended wrongfully or not that's why I wanted to bring the matter up to my Union organization.
I called the officer from my Union in-charge for my hospital and had explained to him my side. I also faxed to him all the necessary information I can remember during the event including the situations and mitigating circumstances.
Well, I was really devastated about the charge because honest to goodness, the charge was blatantly wrong and discriminatory. The times were off and the decisions made were not appropriate. I hope and pray that I will come out clean and proven not guilty of the allegations and will resume working without staining my reputation at work.
I know shit happens sometimes and that's inevitable but of all people it was me. It was so unfortunate really that it had happened to me. Not that it affected my reputation it also affected my ego. Hopefully, all is well and I will come out victorious in proving that I am not guilty about the blunt allegations.
I felt so betrayed and I lose my confidence anymore in trusting people around me. Now I'm down and depressed and I felt I am in limbo and confused. Hopefully, all is well. Thank God.
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Monday, March 29, 2010
My Trip To Houston (Part2)
Well, I'm back here again to continue my short experiences from my five day iterinary to Houston. My blog yesterday seems very long so I opted to cut it into two and here's the second part of it. I just wanted to make a journal out of that little trip to my second home and share it with you at the same time keep it as my memory online so that I can come back here and try to reminisce what had happened during that time. And here's the continuation starting from Day 4:
Day 4 (March 26, 2010; Friday): I think I still had a hang-over from the other nights escapade at the Mexican Food Festival at McAllen Civic Center. I didn't even realized that I was in Texas having a short vacation. I still feel a little bit tipsy when Sally came up to my room and woke me up with her cold hands. She told me that Rebecca and Gay (our other friends from McAllen) were downstairs having breakfast. I immediately got out of bed and brushed my teeth and went down to meet the two. They were so happy to see me and we had a little chit-chats over breakfast. Then Amparo and hubby came over and brought some more food for the breakfast. Tatay, Nanay (Sally's parents), Sally, Rudy (Sally's hubby), Jo-Ann and Harris were all gathered at the kitchen and dining table and we were all talking, laughing, and having so much fun. I sneaked out from them after a while for me to take a shower for we were leaving a little bit that time to catch up for our dinner at Amy's in the afternoon. I am anticipating a very long drive back to Houston. When everybody were ready to leave we bade goodbye to our host and we hugged each other. At least we've seen each other after for so many years. I hate goodbyes but we have to, so we poignantly said our lines and blow some kisses when we left. We decided to pass by the Basilica of the Virgin of San Juan to pay homage to the blessed lady and also to fetch some holy water. The church was noted internationally for harboring the miraculous statue of the Virgin Mary and I am one of the devout believer of the place. After our short visit at the church we then continued our long trip back to Houston. In between the trip we stopped once in a while to gas up, buy some tokens like fruits being produced from the valley as our pasalubong for our friends, and also take a leak and also buy some food to eat. The same long and boring trip back to Houston was being experienced. When we get to Houston at 5:00 pm Sally decided to drop me off at Jovi's house and she decided to just take a rest and not come at the dinner at Amy's house because she had a nagging headache. After dropping me off at Jovi's I bade goodbye and thanked Sally, Rudy, and her parents for letting me tag along with them on their short visit to McAllen. Then me, Jovi and family also left and went to Sugarland, TX at Amy's house to attend the dinner. There we also met May and family together with her mom, Amy and Nick minus Ruel, and Eden minus Paul. The kids were so rowdy and were very noisy but it was fun to get together. The dinner went well. Amy prepared a very hearty treat for us. The Pompano fish was very delicious and I couldn't even forget that. Hahaha. We separated at around 9:00 pm and me and Jovi's whole clan (Rey, Jonah, Julian, and Joseph) all went home very tired. I was the one who felt so beat up because of my whole day iterinary but it was all cool.
Day 5 (March 27, 2010; Saturday): I woke up early at 7:00 am to packed up my things. I will be leaving in the afternoon and I just wanted to get ready for my trip back to Los Angeles. I had a lot of fun in Houston. Although it was a very short visit it seems that all my iterinaries were all jampacked. But it was all good. It's nice to meet and see some old friends and spend a good and quiet times with them. Although this was an unplanned visit it seems that the eagerness of my friends to see me was very touching and heartrending. I was so emotional deep inside. But it was all cool. My last day was spent with my friend Jovi. We went to Pearland Mall, actually Pearland Walmart first because I wanted to buy the New Moon DVD which I haven't bought in Los Angeles because it was sold out there then buy some stuff for the kids and then we went to the mall and shop a little bit. We even went to the Gelato Shop to get some ice cream treat and enjoyed our time together talking about our lives. It was sad though that I haven't got to see Toto Ernest (my first cousin) because he was working that day and my other cousin Ate Perlina already lived in San Antonio. I had planned this trip for my reunion with my cousins but I had failed to do it. But hopefully may be in the future I get to see them. May be it's not the right time yet. Jovi had dropped me off at the airport in IAH at 5:00 pm. My flight back to Los Angeles was very smooth and uneventful. I arrived in Los Angeles at 8:10 pm Pacific time and waited for the Super Shuttle to pick me up and drop me off at my apartment.
All in all my trip back to Houston was very nice. Meeting up with good and long time friends was cool. Although my goal of meeting up with my close relatives (cousins) was not been realized yet I had found some way to escape from my toxic and busy life in Los Angeles. It was a fruitful vacation and I can't forget all the memories that had happened during that very short five days. Things had happened at a spur of the moment but everything went cool and okay. At least, I get to remember all of it and blogged it here for me to remind myself about that short-five-days-memory-filled-visit to Houston, TX.
Aaaaah...... those were the days my friends. I will miss you all! I had a good time and I always cherished all my times with you. Thanks for the hospitality and unconditional love. I love you all! Hope this is not my last visit there and hope I will see you again next time.
Day 4 (March 26, 2010; Friday): I think I still had a hang-over from the other nights escapade at the Mexican Food Festival at McAllen Civic Center. I didn't even realized that I was in Texas having a short vacation. I still feel a little bit tipsy when Sally came up to my room and woke me up with her cold hands. She told me that Rebecca and Gay (our other friends from McAllen) were downstairs having breakfast. I immediately got out of bed and brushed my teeth and went down to meet the two. They were so happy to see me and we had a little chit-chats over breakfast. Then Amparo and hubby came over and brought some more food for the breakfast. Tatay, Nanay (Sally's parents), Sally, Rudy (Sally's hubby), Jo-Ann and Harris were all gathered at the kitchen and dining table and we were all talking, laughing, and having so much fun. I sneaked out from them after a while for me to take a shower for we were leaving a little bit that time to catch up for our dinner at Amy's in the afternoon. I am anticipating a very long drive back to Houston. When everybody were ready to leave we bade goodbye to our host and we hugged each other. At least we've seen each other after for so many years. I hate goodbyes but we have to, so we poignantly said our lines and blow some kisses when we left. We decided to pass by the Basilica of the Virgin of San Juan to pay homage to the blessed lady and also to fetch some holy water. The church was noted internationally for harboring the miraculous statue of the Virgin Mary and I am one of the devout believer of the place. After our short visit at the church we then continued our long trip back to Houston. In between the trip we stopped once in a while to gas up, buy some tokens like fruits being produced from the valley as our pasalubong for our friends, and also take a leak and also buy some food to eat. The same long and boring trip back to Houston was being experienced. When we get to Houston at 5:00 pm Sally decided to drop me off at Jovi's house and she decided to just take a rest and not come at the dinner at Amy's house because she had a nagging headache. After dropping me off at Jovi's I bade goodbye and thanked Sally, Rudy, and her parents for letting me tag along with them on their short visit to McAllen. Then me, Jovi and family also left and went to Sugarland, TX at Amy's house to attend the dinner. There we also met May and family together with her mom, Amy and Nick minus Ruel, and Eden minus Paul. The kids were so rowdy and were very noisy but it was fun to get together. The dinner went well. Amy prepared a very hearty treat for us. The Pompano fish was very delicious and I couldn't even forget that. Hahaha. We separated at around 9:00 pm and me and Jovi's whole clan (Rey, Jonah, Julian, and Joseph) all went home very tired. I was the one who felt so beat up because of my whole day iterinary but it was all cool.
Day 5 (March 27, 2010; Saturday): I woke up early at 7:00 am to packed up my things. I will be leaving in the afternoon and I just wanted to get ready for my trip back to Los Angeles. I had a lot of fun in Houston. Although it was a very short visit it seems that all my iterinaries were all jampacked. But it was all good. It's nice to meet and see some old friends and spend a good and quiet times with them. Although this was an unplanned visit it seems that the eagerness of my friends to see me was very touching and heartrending. I was so emotional deep inside. But it was all cool. My last day was spent with my friend Jovi. We went to Pearland Mall, actually Pearland Walmart first because I wanted to buy the New Moon DVD which I haven't bought in Los Angeles because it was sold out there then buy some stuff for the kids and then we went to the mall and shop a little bit. We even went to the Gelato Shop to get some ice cream treat and enjoyed our time together talking about our lives. It was sad though that I haven't got to see Toto Ernest (my first cousin) because he was working that day and my other cousin Ate Perlina already lived in San Antonio. I had planned this trip for my reunion with my cousins but I had failed to do it. But hopefully may be in the future I get to see them. May be it's not the right time yet. Jovi had dropped me off at the airport in IAH at 5:00 pm. My flight back to Los Angeles was very smooth and uneventful. I arrived in Los Angeles at 8:10 pm Pacific time and waited for the Super Shuttle to pick me up and drop me off at my apartment.
All in all my trip back to Houston was very nice. Meeting up with good and long time friends was cool. Although my goal of meeting up with my close relatives (cousins) was not been realized yet I had found some way to escape from my toxic and busy life in Los Angeles. It was a fruitful vacation and I can't forget all the memories that had happened during that very short five days. Things had happened at a spur of the moment but everything went cool and okay. At least, I get to remember all of it and blogged it here for me to remind myself about that short-five-days-memory-filled-visit to Houston, TX.
Aaaaah...... those were the days my friends. I will miss you all! I had a good time and I always cherished all my times with you. Thanks for the hospitality and unconditional love. I love you all! Hope this is not my last visit there and hope I will see you again next time.
Sunday, March 28, 2010
My Trip To Houston (Part 1)
Here's the excerpt of my short trip to Houston to commune with my past. It was a very memorable reunion with some good close friends and I wanted to share it to all of you. And here it goes:
Day 1 ( March 23, 2010; Tuesday): I was working the night before but since the census was low I volunteered to be flexed because I barely had packed my things to be brought for my trip to Houston. I left at 2:30 am hoping that I can stash some more clothes for my trip but I really felt so tired that time so I opted to take a little nap and had packed an hour before I left. At 6:45 am the airport shuttle had come to pick me up and dropped me off at the airport. It was still dark on my way to the airport and when the shuttle had dropped me off at Terminal 6 where the Continental Airlines was located I immediately lined up my two baggages and checked them in at the drop section punching and entering my e-ticket confirmation number. After all my baggages were been checked in I went up to the gate I was assigned to after lining up and passing the airport inspection area.I then waited for my boarding time at 9:10 am. After boarding the plane left at 9:30 am. The flight was about two-and-a-half hours long. It was a very boring flight and I was napping the whole time after eating the lunch they had served which comprised of a box of salad, a hotdog on a bun, a small chocolate the size of a matchbox, and a slice of cheese. Better than the usual pretzels and peanuts offered by the other airlines. At least this one is real food. I arrived at Houston at around 2:30 pm (they were two hours ahead of the pacific time zone). After I gathered all my baggages I went outside the private car area section for my pick-up. My best friend Jovi couldn't able to pick me up because she needs to pick up her two sons from two different schools so my other college friend Sally volunteered to pick me up bringing her parents who I also know off when we were in college and were currently vacationing in the US. I waited outside the airport for them to see me when they arrived. After waiting for almost half an hour (they were stuck in a traffic) I was so excited to see Sally and her parents and we started to hug each other and gave our hi's and hello's. It was a very exciting reunion indeed. We drove towards Pearland passing downtown Houston and stayed at her house while waiting for Jovi to come home after picking up her two kids from different schools. When Jovi phoned that they were home we immediately went to their house where I suppose to stay and waited for some of our other friends (Eden and hubby, May and her kids and mom) who were suppose to come for a potluck dinner in honor of my visit. When all were there we excitedly talked, hugged, and greeted each other promptly then enjoyed the food that they brought and prepared for this little reunion and meeting. Then it was around 10 pm when we all disbanded and call off the night.
Day 2 (March 24, 2010; Wednesday): I woke up early at around 8 am and prepared myself for the day's activity. Jovi had just got home after dropping off Jonah and Julian to school. We talked at each other for a while and then she informed me that Amy (my best other best friend) will come to pick me up at lunch so that we can have some quiet time while waiting to pick-up her son Nicholas form school. Amy got there thirty minutes after lunch then we headed to First Colony where she lived and we passed by at Cafe Adobe for us to eat a light lunch for I told her that I just had a little brunch with Jovi. We talked a lot about our individual lives and then we excitedly reminisce about our past experiences when we were still together during our job hunting days and our times when we lived together at McAllen, TX where we had our first jobs. It was really fun to reminisced everything from our past. After our light snack we went to pick-up Nick at school then headed home for Nick to change and get ready for his swimming class. Amy and I drove him up to his swimming class and waited there until she's done then we went back to their house and there I saw Ruel, Amy's hubby. We talked and talked until it was dark. It was around 9 pm when Amy drove me back to Pearland at Jovi's house for me to pick-up my clothes and then she drove me off at Sally's house where I will spend the night off because we will be leaving the next day to McAllen together with Sally's parents, for Tatay to met his long time friend. Sally arrived at quarter before 11:00 pm and then followed by her husband. She happily introduced me to her husband Rudy whom i met for the first time. We talked for a little bit then we went to sleep after that for we will have to leave early the next day for our trip down south.
Day 3 (March 25, 2010; Thursday): I woke up at around 4:30 am and took a warm shower in preparation for our trip down south of Texas together with Sally, her hubby and parents. We left at exactly 6 am after seeing to it that everything were been okay. When we were at Rosenberg and was talking about immigration papers we just realized that the two tourists on board had left their passports at home so we have to go back and get it which wasted our time a lot. But in order for them to be safe we decided to go back and get them. We left Houston at around 7 am and drove back to Highway 59 South going to McAllen. Sally's hubby drove all the way down south while we sporadically talk each other inside the car about our past experiences and laugh at it at times. The drive was long and very smooth and boring. There was no traffic and we feel that we own the road. Texas plains were all green at this time because of the approaching Springtime and some wild flowers had sprouted on the sides of the road blanketing it with colorful and enticing hue. Texas bluebonnets were seen sporadically everywhere and the plantations were all tilled in preparation for the next planting season. each time we passed by the populated area of each town we have to slow down being wary to get issued a ticket for speeding and when the area appear uninhabited we cranked up our speed beating against time. It was a long and tedious drive down south and I feared sitting for long hours had probably gave me a deep vein thrombosis for assuming the same position for some long hours. I felt a little calf pain but I totally brush off the idea of a deep vein thrombosis. We arrived at Rio Grande Valley at around 2:30 pm which was about five-hours-and-a-half drive. Rudy was still very cautious about his first long drive meticulously following the instructions of the ever reliable GPS. We arrived at our college classmate's (Jo-Ann's) house and we met her there. It was another happy reunion to see our classmate from college. Jo-Ann prepared some treat for us to eat and we talked a lot about our experiences form college and about the ones when we were working together at McAllen. Tatay Dado (Sally's dad) can't wait to see his long time friend so Jo-Ann called him and told him that Tatay was already here. The two met up so poignantly and dramatically with matching emotional hugs and tears. Harris (Jo-Ann's hubby) came down and met us up. After that the two old men talked very intently at each other while we went to Amparo's (our other college classmate who was marrie dto Jo-Ann's brother) to drop off some food. When we came back at Jo-Ann's house the two old men were still talking intently at each other. Harris had invited us to go to the Civic Center for the Mexican Food Festival but before that we passed by the hospital to visit Tatay's friend's wife who was admitted in the ICU for a lung complication then we head to the Civic Center for the Food Festival. The event was so packed and we enjoyed the free food being offered. It was a very satisfying night and we had our fill. We came out of the building all full, heavy, and burping. After that Harris showed us around the area and we noticed that McAllen had developed so much after ten years when we were gone. Various developments were seen all over the place and a lot of establishments had already sprouted everywhere since we were gone. After the drive Harris brought us at Amparo's house and there we get to see Amparo and family and also Auntie Abet. We we all happy to see each other. The two old men were still yacking continuously as if the night seems endless. We were even poking fun at them but they completely ignored us. It was the best night for us to talk and reminisce about past experiences. And it was nice to be back at McAllen again.
I have to stop for here now and will continue the remaining two days of my trip on my next blog. Thanks for your continued patronizing for this blog and I couldn't help coming back here to blog all my thoughts. I just wanted to ask a big apology and pardon to all you because of my infrequent visit here. It's just that I was so busy lately and I am always in a complete bind with my job. But my thoughts was always here trying to think what to blog on this blog site. Hopefully, all is well and everything were kinda okay despite of my very limited blogs lately. Sorry about that. I just won't make any promises right now but I will try my best to put some entry here once in a while. Thanks a bunch!
Day 1 ( March 23, 2010; Tuesday): I was working the night before but since the census was low I volunteered to be flexed because I barely had packed my things to be brought for my trip to Houston. I left at 2:30 am hoping that I can stash some more clothes for my trip but I really felt so tired that time so I opted to take a little nap and had packed an hour before I left. At 6:45 am the airport shuttle had come to pick me up and dropped me off at the airport. It was still dark on my way to the airport and when the shuttle had dropped me off at Terminal 6 where the Continental Airlines was located I immediately lined up my two baggages and checked them in at the drop section punching and entering my e-ticket confirmation number. After all my baggages were been checked in I went up to the gate I was assigned to after lining up and passing the airport inspection area.I then waited for my boarding time at 9:10 am. After boarding the plane left at 9:30 am. The flight was about two-and-a-half hours long. It was a very boring flight and I was napping the whole time after eating the lunch they had served which comprised of a box of salad, a hotdog on a bun, a small chocolate the size of a matchbox, and a slice of cheese. Better than the usual pretzels and peanuts offered by the other airlines. At least this one is real food. I arrived at Houston at around 2:30 pm (they were two hours ahead of the pacific time zone). After I gathered all my baggages I went outside the private car area section for my pick-up. My best friend Jovi couldn't able to pick me up because she needs to pick up her two sons from two different schools so my other college friend Sally volunteered to pick me up bringing her parents who I also know off when we were in college and were currently vacationing in the US. I waited outside the airport for them to see me when they arrived. After waiting for almost half an hour (they were stuck in a traffic) I was so excited to see Sally and her parents and we started to hug each other and gave our hi's and hello's. It was a very exciting reunion indeed. We drove towards Pearland passing downtown Houston and stayed at her house while waiting for Jovi to come home after picking up her two kids from different schools. When Jovi phoned that they were home we immediately went to their house where I suppose to stay and waited for some of our other friends (Eden and hubby, May and her kids and mom) who were suppose to come for a potluck dinner in honor of my visit. When all were there we excitedly talked, hugged, and greeted each other promptly then enjoyed the food that they brought and prepared for this little reunion and meeting. Then it was around 10 pm when we all disbanded and call off the night.
Day 2 (March 24, 2010; Wednesday): I woke up early at around 8 am and prepared myself for the day's activity. Jovi had just got home after dropping off Jonah and Julian to school. We talked at each other for a while and then she informed me that Amy (my best other best friend) will come to pick me up at lunch so that we can have some quiet time while waiting to pick-up her son Nicholas form school. Amy got there thirty minutes after lunch then we headed to First Colony where she lived and we passed by at Cafe Adobe for us to eat a light lunch for I told her that I just had a little brunch with Jovi. We talked a lot about our individual lives and then we excitedly reminisce about our past experiences when we were still together during our job hunting days and our times when we lived together at McAllen, TX where we had our first jobs. It was really fun to reminisced everything from our past. After our light snack we went to pick-up Nick at school then headed home for Nick to change and get ready for his swimming class. Amy and I drove him up to his swimming class and waited there until she's done then we went back to their house and there I saw Ruel, Amy's hubby. We talked and talked until it was dark. It was around 9 pm when Amy drove me back to Pearland at Jovi's house for me to pick-up my clothes and then she drove me off at Sally's house where I will spend the night off because we will be leaving the next day to McAllen together with Sally's parents, for Tatay to met his long time friend. Sally arrived at quarter before 11:00 pm and then followed by her husband. She happily introduced me to her husband Rudy whom i met for the first time. We talked for a little bit then we went to sleep after that for we will have to leave early the next day for our trip down south.
Day 3 (March 25, 2010; Thursday): I woke up at around 4:30 am and took a warm shower in preparation for our trip down south of Texas together with Sally, her hubby and parents. We left at exactly 6 am after seeing to it that everything were been okay. When we were at Rosenberg and was talking about immigration papers we just realized that the two tourists on board had left their passports at home so we have to go back and get it which wasted our time a lot. But in order for them to be safe we decided to go back and get them. We left Houston at around 7 am and drove back to Highway 59 South going to McAllen. Sally's hubby drove all the way down south while we sporadically talk each other inside the car about our past experiences and laugh at it at times. The drive was long and very smooth and boring. There was no traffic and we feel that we own the road. Texas plains were all green at this time because of the approaching Springtime and some wild flowers had sprouted on the sides of the road blanketing it with colorful and enticing hue. Texas bluebonnets were seen sporadically everywhere and the plantations were all tilled in preparation for the next planting season. each time we passed by the populated area of each town we have to slow down being wary to get issued a ticket for speeding and when the area appear uninhabited we cranked up our speed beating against time. It was a long and tedious drive down south and I feared sitting for long hours had probably gave me a deep vein thrombosis for assuming the same position for some long hours. I felt a little calf pain but I totally brush off the idea of a deep vein thrombosis. We arrived at Rio Grande Valley at around 2:30 pm which was about five-hours-and-a-half drive. Rudy was still very cautious about his first long drive meticulously following the instructions of the ever reliable GPS. We arrived at our college classmate's (Jo-Ann's) house and we met her there. It was another happy reunion to see our classmate from college. Jo-Ann prepared some treat for us to eat and we talked a lot about our experiences form college and about the ones when we were working together at McAllen. Tatay Dado (Sally's dad) can't wait to see his long time friend so Jo-Ann called him and told him that Tatay was already here. The two met up so poignantly and dramatically with matching emotional hugs and tears. Harris (Jo-Ann's hubby) came down and met us up. After that the two old men talked very intently at each other while we went to Amparo's (our other college classmate who was marrie dto Jo-Ann's brother) to drop off some food. When we came back at Jo-Ann's house the two old men were still talking intently at each other. Harris had invited us to go to the Civic Center for the Mexican Food Festival but before that we passed by the hospital to visit Tatay's friend's wife who was admitted in the ICU for a lung complication then we head to the Civic Center for the Food Festival. The event was so packed and we enjoyed the free food being offered. It was a very satisfying night and we had our fill. We came out of the building all full, heavy, and burping. After that Harris showed us around the area and we noticed that McAllen had developed so much after ten years when we were gone. Various developments were seen all over the place and a lot of establishments had already sprouted everywhere since we were gone. After the drive Harris brought us at Amparo's house and there we get to see Amparo and family and also Auntie Abet. We we all happy to see each other. The two old men were still yacking continuously as if the night seems endless. We were even poking fun at them but they completely ignored us. It was the best night for us to talk and reminisce about past experiences. And it was nice to be back at McAllen again.
I have to stop for here now and will continue the remaining two days of my trip on my next blog. Thanks for your continued patronizing for this blog and I couldn't help coming back here to blog all my thoughts. I just wanted to ask a big apology and pardon to all you because of my infrequent visit here. It's just that I was so busy lately and I am always in a complete bind with my job. But my thoughts was always here trying to think what to blog on this blog site. Hopefully, all is well and everything were kinda okay despite of my very limited blogs lately. Sorry about that. I just won't make any promises right now but I will try my best to put some entry here once in a while. Thanks a bunch!
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
2010 Winter Olympic Flaws (Part 2)
Here I am again continuing the Winter Olympic Flaw Blog. It's been quite almost a month had passed and I just had time to review my recorded episodes of the Winter Olympics on my DVR and there's a lot that had happened from Vancouver after the 2010 Winter Olympics had culminated. And this means that there's a lot of flaws for me again to comment on here.
Well, the men's figure skating had just concluded last Thursday and well a lot of drama and war of words had happened. It was the most unforgettable and very controversial men's figure skating in history. We all know that the rules kept changing. And the issues here is "whether to quad or not to quad."
Apparently the skater from Russia had a quad and delivered a quite shaky performance while the skater from United States didn't do any quad at all but delivered a very flawless performance. But the technicality of the performance always weigh in the rules and now different results had happened. Whereas the other skater from Japan tried a quad but fell yet he delivered a nearly flawless performance. Had he landed the quad he probably would have won the competition.
Yevgeny Plushenko, the figure skater from Russia was the early favorite yet his spat with Evan Lysacek of the United States had really turned me off. His on an off comments and belittling of his fellow contestants really had made his image devilish and not worthy of attention. He was the object of a lot of media controversies and he loves the attention really. And too bad he landed the silver medal and the later got the gold because of his very flawless performance albeit the quad hesitation.
Johnny Weir was the flamboyant figure skater from the United States. He also was the object of the media scrutiny laltely because of his provocative costumes and one of those even made PETA to protest. In the long program competition he also delivered an A-okay performance which put him on fourth place.
Evan Lysacek was the gold medalist of the men's figure skating. I think it was really his moment to shine this time. Despite being cautious on not doing a quad he delivered a very flawless performance which the audience couldn't probably forget. I myself still remember that great long program performance he made and I felt he really deserve to win the gold. Although he got a verbal altercation with Yevgeny Plushenko I still salute him for his humility, graciousness, and professionalism by ignoring the other guy and letting him do his own thing.
Daisuke Takahasi, was my favorite to shine but with his quad mistake it made him missed the gold medal although he took home the bronze. I like this guy a lot because of his finesse and grace and I was very satisfied with his nearly flawless long program performance. His short program performance was a very excellent rendition and I was glad he medalled here. Thank God!
Yuna Kim's performance in the women's figure skating was a very intricate, flawless, and excellent performance. This girl has a lot of potential and I really loved everything she did. I was happy that she won the gold. The silver goes to Miki Ando of Japan and she also did good although Yuna had outshined her. Joannie Rochete's performance was also worth to mention and despite of her grieving she still pulled it and won the bronze.
The US women figure skating was also worth remembering. And hopefully these girls has a lot of potential in the future. Worth mentioning was Mirai Nagasu and Jennifer Flatt. Their performances were both nearly flawless and hopefully this was a worth trying first international competition for them. Good job girls!
The women's Super G had also culminated during that day and well Lindsey Vonn should have expected to add more medals from her pursuits but she fell during the race and hurt her pinkie. I think she got another bronze medal from the giant slalom run. Here she was outshadowed Julia Mancuso which even ignited their spat to a really nasty one. It was really embarrassing watching this two competing for popularity but not for a medal.
Bode Miller, the bad boy of Alpine skiing really had proved himself that he really changed. From a partying guy in Torino he came back to Vancouver very refined and amassing medals. So far he hauled three medals one for each color and he dominated almost the competition in the Alpine race. It was a shock from Bode Miller to have regained himself and proved himself to live up with his countrymen's expectation. Good job Mr. Miller!
Set Wescott is the one surprise here who really proved himself to be the powerhouse of the snowboarding race. He wasn't the crowd's favorite but had managed to overtake his opponent at the last stretch and won his second gold. Well, this man is really a pro at winning a gold medal. His experiences and fierce training really had been paid off.
Shani Davis of the United States speedskating team is another one who had won a back to back gold at his forte which is the 1000m run. He is the most refined skater and had made history as the first black skater of the Torino Games who had won a gold medal. Now, again he had proved his untiring effort by winning another gold on the same race despite of his verbal spat with his teammate and worse nemesis Chad Hendrik.
Sven Kramer of Norway's fallout in the 10,000m speedkating run was the really juicy one. I mean the cute Dutch had lost his chance to win the gold medal when he apparently changed on a wrong lane as instructed by his coach on his final lap. What a lapse of memory have done to cause for a gold medal to be missed. Kramer was the highly favorite and had almost made history had he won the race but because of the error he missed his chance to be written in the sport's history book.
This guy is a superman. He's huge at the age of 19 just like Michael Phelp's built. Imagine that! And he skates the fastest and had shattered Olympic records. It was really a waste to have made such grave mistake and lost the gold medal which was eventually awarded to the Korean skater who finished second. Kramer was seen very angry at his coach which even resorted for him to act in a violent way. But what can he do? He has to admit defeat anyway. That's what they call..... "the agony of defeat." Well, at least you're a millionaire at that young age of 19. Better luck next time in Sochi, Russia in 2014.
Englands Skeleton race Amy Williams was been protested because of the helmet aerodynamics. They said that her helmet was not illegal and was not been approved by the IOUC. Well, how come they allowed her to played if the ehlmet was illegal. This is just plainly sour-graping. Now that Amy won the gold medal they cannot take that away from her.
Canada's Don Montgomery celebrating too early and was perceived as impolite. He was seen prematurely and jubilantly jumping and bouncing up and down upon realizing that he wil win despite the other players were running down the track. Well, at least the guy has class and not cocky at all. He even apologize for his premature actions. That's what you call a pro. Canadians are known to be polite though.
The luger's and bobsledder's complaints about the ice track was another big flaw during this Olympics. The track had claimed one life already and now had caused a lot of accidents and wrong misfits with the bobsledders because of miscalculations and overspeeding. They claimed that this track was the fastest and most modern track but look at how much lives were hurt. It was really ridiculous to have watched this bobsledders turned over near the finish line thereby shutting them off of their chance to win a medal. How pitiful!
Ski jumper Amman of Switzerland dubbed as the Harry Potter of ice was another typical celebrity here in the Olympics. The guy has many ups and downs before but he came back here to reclaim his thrown. He was just the ultimate flying man in the air and has even shattered everyone's record.
Alexandre Bilideaux was Canada's first gold medal winner. He ushered the host country's hope to amass or haul medals during this Olympics. Never been known that a host country will win the most gold medal. And it only happened during this Olympics. Canada won 14 golds and Bilideaux ignited the spirit of winning for this country. His story was also very touching which he dedicate to his handicapped brother.
Snowboarder's unruly behavior starting from Scotty Lago's racy pictures which appeared online at TMZ.com was anothertalk of the town. I saw the pictures and it's not even that gross. Well, I think the US Olympic Committee just overblow the issue thereby making the poor youngster to pack-up and leave the vicinity and go home to his hometown in New Hampshire protecting his odds to get ousted on the third place and had his bronze medal confiscated.
Women's snowboarder's and Torah Bright's surprise win along with Shaun White's aka Flying Tomato success on the half-pipe also was the talk of the town. I mean these two even catapulted the art of snowboarding in a half-pipe to a maximum. It draw a lot of audience and television viewership. Hopefully, this game will be off the hook for being eliminated in the Olympics despite the hush hush cause by Lago's too much partying.
Shaun White's coach caught saying ex-pletives with the snowboarder before the ski final jump was also been noted by the harsh media. I mean this kind of conversation should be off the hook but it seems that the media keeps this issue boiling. Well, to me this is just the way they encouraged each other and the media really overblow on this one, too. How pathetic!
Ice Dancing original dance and required dance compulsories was another spat here during the Olympics. I mean what heck for these dancers dancing the same step with the same tune. It was totally boring. I mean if their have their freestyle for sure these dancers can really dance. Why do dance compulsories and perform three dances before winning a medal. This is ridiculous!
But my congratulations to Canada and the United States for winning first and second respectively. I love the Canadian pair Virtue and Moir. Oh my God, Mr. Moir you made me wet on my parts. You are one goodlooking Adonis. And a very graceful dancer, too. The Americans were also good. White and his partner has also a potential. Hopefully next time they will win the game. To Tanith and Ben, guys I also loved you both but it seems that you both fall short on your performances but at least you showed your best effort and I congratulate you for that.
Apolo Anton Ohno's 7th medal surprise, drama, and magic was very intoxicating. I just can't get my eyes off the television screen every time they showed Mr. Apolo. His run in the 1000m short track was a nailbiting one. But at least he took a bronze for that awesome performance. The 500m short track was even the nerve-wracking one.
The poor guy was disqualified although he's the one to reach second in the finish line and he was charge of touching one of the Canadians sending them rolling to the sides. This decision remains contested anyway because as you can see on the screen the poor guy haven't done such a thing. And this Canadian referee disqualified him and stripped him of his silver medal chance.
Well that's how unpredictable this sport is and I just have to accept the fact that Apolo had lost this one out of the favoritism of the referee for the Canadians. His eigth medal which is also a bronze was a bittersweet winning helping his co-teammates to medal and go home at least with a bronze. That was really unexpected but it happened thereby making Mr. Apolo Anton Ohno the most decorated Winter Olympian. Kudos to you Mister!
Korean's approach for winning the short track's medals was I think the most unsportsmanlike kind of play. THey win medals in short track because they block some of the players and they don't play fairly. I was really irritated and annoyed every time they play because it was very rough, tricky, and deceptive. It was a foul play for them and they really don't deserve my admiration.
Cross country and Nordic combined events had made history here. Thanks to the US team who really showed their effort. To Demong, Spillane, Camareti and others, you guys were the true star of this Olympics. You had filled the 100 years gap of the US not medalling in this arena. Your story of determination had really touched me inside and it was a very memorable performance I ever watched. Thank you guys! Winning three silvers and one gold was a bittersweet win. Yeah!
The hockey play between the Canadians and the United States was the most dramatic part of the last day. Canadians lined-up the streets, watched and cheered for their team playing against the unvbeatable Americans who never lost a game. But the Canadian hockey team despite of a fallout the previous week had emerged greatly winning every games they had in order to be in the finals.
The game had been leaning initially towards the Canadian team sending a wide frenzy among the street audience but the Americans never gave up and caught up with the Canadians thereby ending the game in a tie and an overtime. Yet the Canadians won the game on the last minute when their golden boy Scott Crosby made a left goal and had gotten counted.
A wave of jubilation immediately stunned the whole downtown of Vancouver after that precious gold medal. It was really a tough game for the Canadians because the Americans just refused to gave up. But in the end the best among the rest had emerged. Good job to both teams for putting a very excellent game. My hats off also to Ryan Miller, the American goalie, for a well done job and winning the MVP award.
The Closing Ceremony was quite an okay presentation. Although it was not a very pompous presentation compared to the Beijing Olympics still the Canadians had their own way of connecting to the world. The parade of the flags all together then followed by the athletes was the new twist compared to the traditional parade of nations. And the part where Joannie Rochete carrying the Canadian flag was the most touching one. The party was uber ubiquitous and the athletes and the audiences really had fun after that.
So far these were the ones that I can remember guys and I hope you've enjoyed reading it. Sorry for the delay though. But for recording purposes, I made this blog for me to remember some of the main topics, issues, and gossips of this recently concluded Olympics. Thank you for reading and patronizing this blog. Ciao!
Well, the men's figure skating had just concluded last Thursday and well a lot of drama and war of words had happened. It was the most unforgettable and very controversial men's figure skating in history. We all know that the rules kept changing. And the issues here is "whether to quad or not to quad."
Apparently the skater from Russia had a quad and delivered a quite shaky performance while the skater from United States didn't do any quad at all but delivered a very flawless performance. But the technicality of the performance always weigh in the rules and now different results had happened. Whereas the other skater from Japan tried a quad but fell yet he delivered a nearly flawless performance. Had he landed the quad he probably would have won the competition.
Yevgeny Plushenko, the figure skater from Russia was the early favorite yet his spat with Evan Lysacek of the United States had really turned me off. His on an off comments and belittling of his fellow contestants really had made his image devilish and not worthy of attention. He was the object of a lot of media controversies and he loves the attention really. And too bad he landed the silver medal and the later got the gold because of his very flawless performance albeit the quad hesitation.
Johnny Weir was the flamboyant figure skater from the United States. He also was the object of the media scrutiny laltely because of his provocative costumes and one of those even made PETA to protest. In the long program competition he also delivered an A-okay performance which put him on fourth place.
Evan Lysacek was the gold medalist of the men's figure skating. I think it was really his moment to shine this time. Despite being cautious on not doing a quad he delivered a very flawless performance which the audience couldn't probably forget. I myself still remember that great long program performance he made and I felt he really deserve to win the gold. Although he got a verbal altercation with Yevgeny Plushenko I still salute him for his humility, graciousness, and professionalism by ignoring the other guy and letting him do his own thing.
Daisuke Takahasi, was my favorite to shine but with his quad mistake it made him missed the gold medal although he took home the bronze. I like this guy a lot because of his finesse and grace and I was very satisfied with his nearly flawless long program performance. His short program performance was a very excellent rendition and I was glad he medalled here. Thank God!
Yuna Kim's performance in the women's figure skating was a very intricate, flawless, and excellent performance. This girl has a lot of potential and I really loved everything she did. I was happy that she won the gold. The silver goes to Miki Ando of Japan and she also did good although Yuna had outshined her. Joannie Rochete's performance was also worth to mention and despite of her grieving she still pulled it and won the bronze.
The US women figure skating was also worth remembering. And hopefully these girls has a lot of potential in the future. Worth mentioning was Mirai Nagasu and Jennifer Flatt. Their performances were both nearly flawless and hopefully this was a worth trying first international competition for them. Good job girls!
The women's Super G had also culminated during that day and well Lindsey Vonn should have expected to add more medals from her pursuits but she fell during the race and hurt her pinkie. I think she got another bronze medal from the giant slalom run. Here she was outshadowed Julia Mancuso which even ignited their spat to a really nasty one. It was really embarrassing watching this two competing for popularity but not for a medal.
Bode Miller, the bad boy of Alpine skiing really had proved himself that he really changed. From a partying guy in Torino he came back to Vancouver very refined and amassing medals. So far he hauled three medals one for each color and he dominated almost the competition in the Alpine race. It was a shock from Bode Miller to have regained himself and proved himself to live up with his countrymen's expectation. Good job Mr. Miller!
Set Wescott is the one surprise here who really proved himself to be the powerhouse of the snowboarding race. He wasn't the crowd's favorite but had managed to overtake his opponent at the last stretch and won his second gold. Well, this man is really a pro at winning a gold medal. His experiences and fierce training really had been paid off.
Shani Davis of the United States speedskating team is another one who had won a back to back gold at his forte which is the 1000m run. He is the most refined skater and had made history as the first black skater of the Torino Games who had won a gold medal. Now, again he had proved his untiring effort by winning another gold on the same race despite of his verbal spat with his teammate and worse nemesis Chad Hendrik.
Sven Kramer of Norway's fallout in the 10,000m speedkating run was the really juicy one. I mean the cute Dutch had lost his chance to win the gold medal when he apparently changed on a wrong lane as instructed by his coach on his final lap. What a lapse of memory have done to cause for a gold medal to be missed. Kramer was the highly favorite and had almost made history had he won the race but because of the error he missed his chance to be written in the sport's history book.
This guy is a superman. He's huge at the age of 19 just like Michael Phelp's built. Imagine that! And he skates the fastest and had shattered Olympic records. It was really a waste to have made such grave mistake and lost the gold medal which was eventually awarded to the Korean skater who finished second. Kramer was seen very angry at his coach which even resorted for him to act in a violent way. But what can he do? He has to admit defeat anyway. That's what they call..... "the agony of defeat." Well, at least you're a millionaire at that young age of 19. Better luck next time in Sochi, Russia in 2014.
Englands Skeleton race Amy Williams was been protested because of the helmet aerodynamics. They said that her helmet was not illegal and was not been approved by the IOUC. Well, how come they allowed her to played if the ehlmet was illegal. This is just plainly sour-graping. Now that Amy won the gold medal they cannot take that away from her.
Canada's Don Montgomery celebrating too early and was perceived as impolite. He was seen prematurely and jubilantly jumping and bouncing up and down upon realizing that he wil win despite the other players were running down the track. Well, at least the guy has class and not cocky at all. He even apologize for his premature actions. That's what you call a pro. Canadians are known to be polite though.
The luger's and bobsledder's complaints about the ice track was another big flaw during this Olympics. The track had claimed one life already and now had caused a lot of accidents and wrong misfits with the bobsledders because of miscalculations and overspeeding. They claimed that this track was the fastest and most modern track but look at how much lives were hurt. It was really ridiculous to have watched this bobsledders turned over near the finish line thereby shutting them off of their chance to win a medal. How pitiful!
Ski jumper Amman of Switzerland dubbed as the Harry Potter of ice was another typical celebrity here in the Olympics. The guy has many ups and downs before but he came back here to reclaim his thrown. He was just the ultimate flying man in the air and has even shattered everyone's record.
Alexandre Bilideaux was Canada's first gold medal winner. He ushered the host country's hope to amass or haul medals during this Olympics. Never been known that a host country will win the most gold medal. And it only happened during this Olympics. Canada won 14 golds and Bilideaux ignited the spirit of winning for this country. His story was also very touching which he dedicate to his handicapped brother.
Snowboarder's unruly behavior starting from Scotty Lago's racy pictures which appeared online at TMZ.com was anothertalk of the town. I saw the pictures and it's not even that gross. Well, I think the US Olympic Committee just overblow the issue thereby making the poor youngster to pack-up and leave the vicinity and go home to his hometown in New Hampshire protecting his odds to get ousted on the third place and had his bronze medal confiscated.
Women's snowboarder's and Torah Bright's surprise win along with Shaun White's aka Flying Tomato success on the half-pipe also was the talk of the town. I mean these two even catapulted the art of snowboarding in a half-pipe to a maximum. It draw a lot of audience and television viewership. Hopefully, this game will be off the hook for being eliminated in the Olympics despite the hush hush cause by Lago's too much partying.
Shaun White's coach caught saying ex-pletives with the snowboarder before the ski final jump was also been noted by the harsh media. I mean this kind of conversation should be off the hook but it seems that the media keeps this issue boiling. Well, to me this is just the way they encouraged each other and the media really overblow on this one, too. How pathetic!
Ice Dancing original dance and required dance compulsories was another spat here during the Olympics. I mean what heck for these dancers dancing the same step with the same tune. It was totally boring. I mean if their have their freestyle for sure these dancers can really dance. Why do dance compulsories and perform three dances before winning a medal. This is ridiculous!
But my congratulations to Canada and the United States for winning first and second respectively. I love the Canadian pair Virtue and Moir. Oh my God, Mr. Moir you made me wet on my parts. You are one goodlooking Adonis. And a very graceful dancer, too. The Americans were also good. White and his partner has also a potential. Hopefully next time they will win the game. To Tanith and Ben, guys I also loved you both but it seems that you both fall short on your performances but at least you showed your best effort and I congratulate you for that.
Apolo Anton Ohno's 7th medal surprise, drama, and magic was very intoxicating. I just can't get my eyes off the television screen every time they showed Mr. Apolo. His run in the 1000m short track was a nailbiting one. But at least he took a bronze for that awesome performance. The 500m short track was even the nerve-wracking one.
The poor guy was disqualified although he's the one to reach second in the finish line and he was charge of touching one of the Canadians sending them rolling to the sides. This decision remains contested anyway because as you can see on the screen the poor guy haven't done such a thing. And this Canadian referee disqualified him and stripped him of his silver medal chance.
Well that's how unpredictable this sport is and I just have to accept the fact that Apolo had lost this one out of the favoritism of the referee for the Canadians. His eigth medal which is also a bronze was a bittersweet winning helping his co-teammates to medal and go home at least with a bronze. That was really unexpected but it happened thereby making Mr. Apolo Anton Ohno the most decorated Winter Olympian. Kudos to you Mister!
Korean's approach for winning the short track's medals was I think the most unsportsmanlike kind of play. THey win medals in short track because they block some of the players and they don't play fairly. I was really irritated and annoyed every time they play because it was very rough, tricky, and deceptive. It was a foul play for them and they really don't deserve my admiration.
Cross country and Nordic combined events had made history here. Thanks to the US team who really showed their effort. To Demong, Spillane, Camareti and others, you guys were the true star of this Olympics. You had filled the 100 years gap of the US not medalling in this arena. Your story of determination had really touched me inside and it was a very memorable performance I ever watched. Thank you guys! Winning three silvers and one gold was a bittersweet win. Yeah!
The hockey play between the Canadians and the United States was the most dramatic part of the last day. Canadians lined-up the streets, watched and cheered for their team playing against the unvbeatable Americans who never lost a game. But the Canadian hockey team despite of a fallout the previous week had emerged greatly winning every games they had in order to be in the finals.
The game had been leaning initially towards the Canadian team sending a wide frenzy among the street audience but the Americans never gave up and caught up with the Canadians thereby ending the game in a tie and an overtime. Yet the Canadians won the game on the last minute when their golden boy Scott Crosby made a left goal and had gotten counted.
A wave of jubilation immediately stunned the whole downtown of Vancouver after that precious gold medal. It was really a tough game for the Canadians because the Americans just refused to gave up. But in the end the best among the rest had emerged. Good job to both teams for putting a very excellent game. My hats off also to Ryan Miller, the American goalie, for a well done job and winning the MVP award.
The Closing Ceremony was quite an okay presentation. Although it was not a very pompous presentation compared to the Beijing Olympics still the Canadians had their own way of connecting to the world. The parade of the flags all together then followed by the athletes was the new twist compared to the traditional parade of nations. And the part where Joannie Rochete carrying the Canadian flag was the most touching one. The party was uber ubiquitous and the athletes and the audiences really had fun after that.
So far these were the ones that I can remember guys and I hope you've enjoyed reading it. Sorry for the delay though. But for recording purposes, I made this blog for me to remember some of the main topics, issues, and gossips of this recently concluded Olympics. Thank you for reading and patronizing this blog. Ciao!
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Earthquake
This morning Los Angeles was been struck by a 4.4 tremblor at around 0410H near Pico Rivera which is eight miles from where my work is. I was practically at work at that time trying to do my last rounds in the morning.
One of my patient had a fever of 103.2 degrees and I was on my feet going back and forth to the room giving him cooling measures and monitoring him. I had also a very congested two-year-old girl next door and I needed to suction her during that time. The other one was been nagged by a persistent cough and was been wheezing badly so I have to call the respiratory therapist to give her an extra nebulization treatment. I was been working out so hard actually that time in that I didn't even noticed we had an earthquake.
When I got to my patient who has a hyperbilirubinemia to collect a heel stick specimen for the bilirubin levels I noticed the father went out to the room a little dazed and panicked and was looking for something. He didn't noticed that I was coming towards the room so I asked him if I could be of help. He told me that he doesn't need anything but had confusely asked me if I felt the earthquake.
I nonchalantly told him that I did not felt anything at all because I was very very busy all night. Then he showed me the TV screen that he's watching and I saw the early morning news flashing on the screen reporting about the earthquake that just recently happened at that moment in Pico Rivera.
Well, the night was very busy for me. I had four patients and was basically running on my feet the whole night. I was so sleepy but I have to hold it off because I still have to attend to my admission who had a critically high fever and also do my pile high documentations.
I really had a lot of physical and mental exhaustion at that moment but I really have to finish everything on time that moment because I have three available more hours to do it. We were already been warned by the administration and prohibited to do overtime because our employer were cutting cost.
Technically, with my very busy and much occupied time I was all focused on finishing up my routine rounds, patient's assessments, and documentations. It was really an unrewarding time for me to work that time because I was always on my feet and always focused on doing my tasks.
That even this minor earthquake shake near my workplace was been even ignored by me and not felt at all. I was glad the earthquake prevention plan in our hospital was given so much attention all the time that we even didn't feel any shake at all despite the people outside were already panicking.
I think the buildings here in Los Angeles were made to be earthquake proof that's why people were being protected against sudden collapse of the building during a major shake. And that's good on our part because our safety and the safety of the patients were been taken cared of.
California has always a share of eartquake shakes. Every year there's always at least five earthquake shakes every where in the state. And this is already a normal day to day experience for every Californians.
It's not even being taken seriously by some because the state has poured out billions of money for the preparation in case a super mega earthquake hit the state. Hopefully, there will be none in the future. But this kind of natural occurence is inevitable and a vigilant preparation should be done ahead of time, and that's what the state of California was been doing.
Well, for me had this kind of event happen here in Los Angeles, I think I can say that I am also prepared. I always see to it that I have enough water in my car, packed foods to eat, and also some important first-aid kits just in case I needed them.
Having worked in healthcare taught me how to prepare and anticipate ahead of time. And that's always my mindset all the time. I may be a little willy-nilly but when it comes to anticipating I can depend on myself to always do that. Yeah!
Well, with the tremblor that had just happened earlier this morning, life still has to continue to do it's course. Despite the minor shake people are still on their toes minding their own schedules and undertakings. Life has to continue and that's what everybody was been doing.
One of my patient had a fever of 103.2 degrees and I was on my feet going back and forth to the room giving him cooling measures and monitoring him. I had also a very congested two-year-old girl next door and I needed to suction her during that time. The other one was been nagged by a persistent cough and was been wheezing badly so I have to call the respiratory therapist to give her an extra nebulization treatment. I was been working out so hard actually that time in that I didn't even noticed we had an earthquake.
When I got to my patient who has a hyperbilirubinemia to collect a heel stick specimen for the bilirubin levels I noticed the father went out to the room a little dazed and panicked and was looking for something. He didn't noticed that I was coming towards the room so I asked him if I could be of help. He told me that he doesn't need anything but had confusely asked me if I felt the earthquake.
I nonchalantly told him that I did not felt anything at all because I was very very busy all night. Then he showed me the TV screen that he's watching and I saw the early morning news flashing on the screen reporting about the earthquake that just recently happened at that moment in Pico Rivera.
Well, the night was very busy for me. I had four patients and was basically running on my feet the whole night. I was so sleepy but I have to hold it off because I still have to attend to my admission who had a critically high fever and also do my pile high documentations.
I really had a lot of physical and mental exhaustion at that moment but I really have to finish everything on time that moment because I have three available more hours to do it. We were already been warned by the administration and prohibited to do overtime because our employer were cutting cost.
Technically, with my very busy and much occupied time I was all focused on finishing up my routine rounds, patient's assessments, and documentations. It was really an unrewarding time for me to work that time because I was always on my feet and always focused on doing my tasks.
That even this minor earthquake shake near my workplace was been even ignored by me and not felt at all. I was glad the earthquake prevention plan in our hospital was given so much attention all the time that we even didn't feel any shake at all despite the people outside were already panicking.
I think the buildings here in Los Angeles were made to be earthquake proof that's why people were being protected against sudden collapse of the building during a major shake. And that's good on our part because our safety and the safety of the patients were been taken cared of.
California has always a share of eartquake shakes. Every year there's always at least five earthquake shakes every where in the state. And this is already a normal day to day experience for every Californians.
It's not even being taken seriously by some because the state has poured out billions of money for the preparation in case a super mega earthquake hit the state. Hopefully, there will be none in the future. But this kind of natural occurence is inevitable and a vigilant preparation should be done ahead of time, and that's what the state of California was been doing.
Well, for me had this kind of event happen here in Los Angeles, I think I can say that I am also prepared. I always see to it that I have enough water in my car, packed foods to eat, and also some important first-aid kits just in case I needed them.
Having worked in healthcare taught me how to prepare and anticipate ahead of time. And that's always my mindset all the time. I may be a little willy-nilly but when it comes to anticipating I can depend on myself to always do that. Yeah!
Well, with the tremblor that had just happened earlier this morning, life still has to continue to do it's course. Despite the minor shake people are still on their toes minding their own schedules and undertakings. Life has to continue and that's what everybody was been doing.
Willy-nillying
Well, my week lately was full of willy-nilly schedules. It was total chaos and I am exhausted, fatigued, and overworked. These things had kept me busy all the time and had given me no more room to socialize. As if I am punishing myself. Well, I'm just probably compalining here.
I don't know if I am depress again but it seems that I just wanted myself to keep busy all the time. My tendency to diagnose myself was very impulsive because that's how I always do when I am depress. Usually, when I'm depress I always see to it that I don't have to stay at home or else I will just sulk inside my room and do nothing. So I opted to just work, work, and work to keep myself busy.
Now, all this drudgery had gave me a big toll on my body. I felt so tired and irritable at times. I am very hyperactive and bouncy all the time as if I am refusing to take a rest. I feel that I took a bunch of stimulants and it had kept me just going, going, and going. I moved and think very hard anticipating what to do next. It was just very addicting and I can't help it.
Lately, I put up about six days straight work in a week sparing only one day for off just to do my laundry. But even though I am off I haven't been accomplishing my chores and errands for that day because I just wanted to sleep and recuperate from all those tiring days I've worked. My body was so tired and exhausted to move so I usually sleep for about twelve to sixteen hours sometimes in one day, brushing off my mealtimes frequently. It was very disorganized of me.
Sometimes I clocked twenty hours of work for two consecutive days and I am very exhausted after that. But I don't care because I really loved my two jobs. I can even worked for five consecutive days of twenty hours as long as I have enough rest and sleep. It kind of dragging myself to exhaustion but I like to be busy and make myself occupied.
Working in the hospital is more straining compared to my teaching job. During peak and busy days when we admit a lot of patients it tires me right away. I was not equipped to walk back and forth on the floor so sometimes it hit me when we were bombarded with a lot of admissions. Adding to that the tons and piles of paperworks to document gave me a lot of physical and mental exhaustion. Yet, I'd like that because it keeps me busy all the time.
My work at school is the most challenging one. Eversince I started teaching I learned to juggle my time in writing and doing my lesson plans ahead of time so that I can teach with my clinical and theory classes with ease. But sometimes I don't have time to do it yet I don't know how I made it done. I still pulled it and had received good comments and praises from my students.
My teaching job had given me the confidence to handle myself in any tough and odd situations. I kinda got rid of my very timid and shy personality. I am more open to the outside world compared to when I was in my college days. I can feel now that I am eventually out of my shyness now and had broken out from my very introvert self. I feel comfortable now dealing with all sorts of people.
Truth be told, have I not been very bold and persistent to enjoy my independence may be I haven't been to where I am now. Honestly, having grown from a very protective parents and close family, I think I had a lot to do and explore if I am still under their reins right now.
My dependence to them was very intoxicating that I never made a lot of connections with many people and to my environment. These made me very introvert, ignorant, stubborn, and timid. Had I not persist to come out of my shell I don't know what had happened to me right now. It will probably be scary.
But it takes a lot of guts to have done that. And I am proud of myself having come out from my shilly-shally self and attitude. And I am glad I have made the effort to at least live my life the way I exactly wanted it to be without my parents nagging me and my family confronting me on what to do. God, I don't know what will happen if the other way around happened although I'm still thankful that they were around ever ready to be of assistance.
I am still thankful for all those blessings and strong determinations that had come along the way. And for all those trials, hardships, mistakes, and atrocities that had made and kept me strong to face the odds. Without those my life may be was so boring. That's why probably I just loved to be challenged and the more I am challenged the more I get feisty and determined to get to the top.
It's cool to have had lived this way and if given another chance I'd like to go back to the times where I got timid and get myself provoked for the better. And yeah, I will do that again until I can correct and perfect my life.
I don't know if I am depress again but it seems that I just wanted myself to keep busy all the time. My tendency to diagnose myself was very impulsive because that's how I always do when I am depress. Usually, when I'm depress I always see to it that I don't have to stay at home or else I will just sulk inside my room and do nothing. So I opted to just work, work, and work to keep myself busy.
Now, all this drudgery had gave me a big toll on my body. I felt so tired and irritable at times. I am very hyperactive and bouncy all the time as if I am refusing to take a rest. I feel that I took a bunch of stimulants and it had kept me just going, going, and going. I moved and think very hard anticipating what to do next. It was just very addicting and I can't help it.
Lately, I put up about six days straight work in a week sparing only one day for off just to do my laundry. But even though I am off I haven't been accomplishing my chores and errands for that day because I just wanted to sleep and recuperate from all those tiring days I've worked. My body was so tired and exhausted to move so I usually sleep for about twelve to sixteen hours sometimes in one day, brushing off my mealtimes frequently. It was very disorganized of me.
Sometimes I clocked twenty hours of work for two consecutive days and I am very exhausted after that. But I don't care because I really loved my two jobs. I can even worked for five consecutive days of twenty hours as long as I have enough rest and sleep. It kind of dragging myself to exhaustion but I like to be busy and make myself occupied.
Working in the hospital is more straining compared to my teaching job. During peak and busy days when we admit a lot of patients it tires me right away. I was not equipped to walk back and forth on the floor so sometimes it hit me when we were bombarded with a lot of admissions. Adding to that the tons and piles of paperworks to document gave me a lot of physical and mental exhaustion. Yet, I'd like that because it keeps me busy all the time.
My work at school is the most challenging one. Eversince I started teaching I learned to juggle my time in writing and doing my lesson plans ahead of time so that I can teach with my clinical and theory classes with ease. But sometimes I don't have time to do it yet I don't know how I made it done. I still pulled it and had received good comments and praises from my students.
My teaching job had given me the confidence to handle myself in any tough and odd situations. I kinda got rid of my very timid and shy personality. I am more open to the outside world compared to when I was in my college days. I can feel now that I am eventually out of my shyness now and had broken out from my very introvert self. I feel comfortable now dealing with all sorts of people.
Truth be told, have I not been very bold and persistent to enjoy my independence may be I haven't been to where I am now. Honestly, having grown from a very protective parents and close family, I think I had a lot to do and explore if I am still under their reins right now.
My dependence to them was very intoxicating that I never made a lot of connections with many people and to my environment. These made me very introvert, ignorant, stubborn, and timid. Had I not persist to come out of my shell I don't know what had happened to me right now. It will probably be scary.
But it takes a lot of guts to have done that. And I am proud of myself having come out from my shilly-shally self and attitude. And I am glad I have made the effort to at least live my life the way I exactly wanted it to be without my parents nagging me and my family confronting me on what to do. God, I don't know what will happen if the other way around happened although I'm still thankful that they were around ever ready to be of assistance.
I am still thankful for all those blessings and strong determinations that had come along the way. And for all those trials, hardships, mistakes, and atrocities that had made and kept me strong to face the odds. Without those my life may be was so boring. That's why probably I just loved to be challenged and the more I am challenged the more I get feisty and determined to get to the top.
It's cool to have had lived this way and if given another chance I'd like to go back to the times where I got timid and get myself provoked for the better. And yeah, I will do that again until I can correct and perfect my life.
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
Going Home To Texas For Closure
After I moved here in Los Angeles from Texas in 1999 I haven't had a bit of a news with some of my close relatives and friends living there. Now, I was kind of missing each and everyone of them. It was so unnerving but it's true.
I mean I love Texas and it was the first place where I lived eversince I came here from the Philippines in 1993. I came here as a young adult ready to seek for some greener pasture. And Texas is the first state where I landed a decent job.
I had a lot of memories from there especially in Houston after living with my cousins in Katy, TX for almost a year and eventually moved near the border of Mexico in McAllen, TX where most of my unforgettable memories abounds.
McAllen, TX is the place that is very close to my heart. I lived there for seven long years and had matured there as a very responsible adult. There I learned how to mingle with people of different cultures from Mexicans, Carribeans, African-Americans, Filipinos, Asians, and even Canadians. I learned to speak Spanish there and polish it real well by conversing to a lot of my Hispanic patients and friends.
The hospital where I worked at there taught me how to thrive against the odds, mixing with other people of different ethnic backgrounds, color, speech, and beliefs. It was unbelievable but I did it fruitfully. I survived living there, making friends with some fellow Filipinos who mostly and dominantly worked at the hospital, considered them as my family, and growing with them almost everyday. The friendship I found there was surreal and until now I cannot forget all those people who effected me and shaped up my life.
Now, I am planning to go back there in two weeks time meeting with the same people who were made close to my heart. I was a little bit nervous about this decision of going back there and was kind of adamant if all my expectations will be met when I'm there. But deep inside I am very excited seeing them in person. I just can't imagine how they will look like after several years of not communicating and corresponding with each other.
But I made my decision to go back and reminisce all my unforgettable memories. It will be Springtime when I go there so it must be apt to see the blue fields cascading and blanketed of bluebonnets and wildflowers. I missed the blue hue caused by these flowers and it is still fresh in my mind when we made a trip to one of the farm near San Antonio and toured the whole plantation full of these beautiful blue flowers blooming everywhere.
My other purpose of going back there is to see and commune with my first paternal cousins who I left before with hard feelings because of some indecisions that I made which they totally misunderstood. Now that I am fully responsible of myself and my own decisions I realized that I needed to go back with them and ask forgiveness for acting so immaturely when we last met or separated.
My only dilemma though is that I am not sure if they are still living in the same place where I left them off. But my tenacity to locate them may be will lead me to them. I know God will always be with me. May be some of my close friends will help me find them so that I can ask sorry and forgiveness for the misery, anger, and resentments I caused them after I left. By doing this, I can made closure to myself and to them to not worry about me now because I am doing great with my life.
I hope they will still love me as their little stubborn cousin and hope they will understand why I always wanted to be independent on my own and not depend on their mercy in order to thrive in this country. I know our separation had caused some strains within our family ties especially after my dad died in 1996 and I just wanted to make some closure with regards on this issue.
Although I felt nervous about this decision of mine but I feel that I needed to do this because until now, I can feel that the words that they had told me after we parted ways was still reverberating in my mind and still caused me guilt feelings and remorse. I don't know why I am like this but I know it really effected and affected me greatly, that's why I really struggled to pave my way to survive on my own.
After my exodus in 1999, I found a new environment here in Los Angeles living near my first cousins from my mother's side. I found new friends and was very satisfied living near with them. But still, my heart always long to go back in Texas and go back to my cousins and ask them forgiveness for everything that I've done.
And that I always dream that someday I can find some time and muster the courage to do that and hopefully this will be it. In two weeks time I will be flying back there and realized what I am longing to do before. I hope they will not brush me off and will accept me just like the way before.
Although, I dreaded the opposite but whatever the outcome is I will leave it to God. At least I made the effort to go back there and ask forgiveness if ever I hurt them so much. God be with me......
I mean I love Texas and it was the first place where I lived eversince I came here from the Philippines in 1993. I came here as a young adult ready to seek for some greener pasture. And Texas is the first state where I landed a decent job.
I had a lot of memories from there especially in Houston after living with my cousins in Katy, TX for almost a year and eventually moved near the border of Mexico in McAllen, TX where most of my unforgettable memories abounds.
McAllen, TX is the place that is very close to my heart. I lived there for seven long years and had matured there as a very responsible adult. There I learned how to mingle with people of different cultures from Mexicans, Carribeans, African-Americans, Filipinos, Asians, and even Canadians. I learned to speak Spanish there and polish it real well by conversing to a lot of my Hispanic patients and friends.
The hospital where I worked at there taught me how to thrive against the odds, mixing with other people of different ethnic backgrounds, color, speech, and beliefs. It was unbelievable but I did it fruitfully. I survived living there, making friends with some fellow Filipinos who mostly and dominantly worked at the hospital, considered them as my family, and growing with them almost everyday. The friendship I found there was surreal and until now I cannot forget all those people who effected me and shaped up my life.
Now, I am planning to go back there in two weeks time meeting with the same people who were made close to my heart. I was a little bit nervous about this decision of going back there and was kind of adamant if all my expectations will be met when I'm there. But deep inside I am very excited seeing them in person. I just can't imagine how they will look like after several years of not communicating and corresponding with each other.
But I made my decision to go back and reminisce all my unforgettable memories. It will be Springtime when I go there so it must be apt to see the blue fields cascading and blanketed of bluebonnets and wildflowers. I missed the blue hue caused by these flowers and it is still fresh in my mind when we made a trip to one of the farm near San Antonio and toured the whole plantation full of these beautiful blue flowers blooming everywhere.
My other purpose of going back there is to see and commune with my first paternal cousins who I left before with hard feelings because of some indecisions that I made which they totally misunderstood. Now that I am fully responsible of myself and my own decisions I realized that I needed to go back with them and ask forgiveness for acting so immaturely when we last met or separated.
My only dilemma though is that I am not sure if they are still living in the same place where I left them off. But my tenacity to locate them may be will lead me to them. I know God will always be with me. May be some of my close friends will help me find them so that I can ask sorry and forgiveness for the misery, anger, and resentments I caused them after I left. By doing this, I can made closure to myself and to them to not worry about me now because I am doing great with my life.
I hope they will still love me as their little stubborn cousin and hope they will understand why I always wanted to be independent on my own and not depend on their mercy in order to thrive in this country. I know our separation had caused some strains within our family ties especially after my dad died in 1996 and I just wanted to make some closure with regards on this issue.
Although I felt nervous about this decision of mine but I feel that I needed to do this because until now, I can feel that the words that they had told me after we parted ways was still reverberating in my mind and still caused me guilt feelings and remorse. I don't know why I am like this but I know it really effected and affected me greatly, that's why I really struggled to pave my way to survive on my own.
After my exodus in 1999, I found a new environment here in Los Angeles living near my first cousins from my mother's side. I found new friends and was very satisfied living near with them. But still, my heart always long to go back in Texas and go back to my cousins and ask them forgiveness for everything that I've done.
And that I always dream that someday I can find some time and muster the courage to do that and hopefully this will be it. In two weeks time I will be flying back there and realized what I am longing to do before. I hope they will not brush me off and will accept me just like the way before.
Although, I dreaded the opposite but whatever the outcome is I will leave it to God. At least I made the effort to go back there and ask forgiveness if ever I hurt them so much. God be with me......
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
Realization
A few months ago after my mom's death I was so depress and not even noticing that my weight had started to balloon gradually. I have no motivation to move around aside from my tireless walking back and forth in my hospital work. I didn't even have time to go to the gym to make myself sweat.
I just wanted to work all the time. It was a drudgery but I prefer it to be like that rather than stay at my apartment and sulk in my room watching a wide array of recorded movies from my dish network stored in my digital video recording (DVR). I watched movies and at the same time gobble some junk foods containing no nutrients that even add up to my accumulating weight. It was a disgusting sight.
I continued to be like that for a few months. Having accomplished nothing. Even doing some household chores was a lazy thing to do. I just kept procrastinating and setting aside some jobs that needs to be done. I just don't want to do things that I needed to do.
It seems like the clock had stopped there and that I just wanted to go back when my mom was been alive. I've been grieving so much that I didn't know I forgot totake care of myself. I had nothing to do but sulk in my room and wasted some important times of my life doing nothing.
Even mingling with my close friends was not even productive. They've been calling me but I kept ignoring their calls and shoving them out of my life. I always deleted their messages because I don't want to hear their concerns and sympathies. I was a total loser at that time and had been regressing so much.
One time, it seems that the clock had ticked back on me. It came to me and I realized that I had lagged a lot on my daily routines. I felt that I abandoned my chances to live and that I heard some comments from other people around me that I am gaining weight. I can feel that everything that I did to shun all the good people and things around me was not beneficial. And it gave a toll on me for that long lonely months that I had isolated myself.
I came to a realization that if I wont forgive myself of what had happened to my mom and to my life I feel that I am slowly slimming my chances to live. It was a big thing of a mistake to deal with. I've realized that I really needed to be strong and accept my own repercussions. It's time to mend and heal my old wounds.
So it was time for me to pick up myself and mend all the shattered pieces that I had caused to myself. I needed to forge forward and face the challenges ahead of me, now that I am alone. I really have to do it in order to survive and live fruitfully and productively.
Firstly, I started to call on my friends and apologize for shunning them before. I also started to move around and go to the gym and do some workouts that had helped me slowly shed the accumulated weight I incurred from those dark moments that I had in my life before. I learned to be more productive, doing my chores with ease and fun, and also getting rid of procrastination although sometimes it looms around, and I cannot help it.
Now, I am more fulfilled and happy living alone. I am trying myself to be around with happy people. Trying to infuse their energy and unconditional love and good practice of a healthy lifestyle. They are just contagious and infectious and very helpful in getting rid of my isolation and depression where I am always vulnerable of all the time.
Thank God I came to such realization that my world doesn't end there when my mom passed away. It was really a struggle but I held on. I almost gave up and I was thankful for all the people around me who had loved me and gave me their untiring support and unconditional love. It was a big help for me to have them around me.
Life really has it's highs and ebbs and it's always a great challenge to have them. Sometimes we tend to give it up and we end up as a loser. But there's always some circumstances that will hit us that we needed to get up and pick up the pieces where we left off and that was an inspiring thing to do.
People have their own different approaches on how to deal with it but no matter what we do we all will achieve the same outcome. We just need to be optimistic in what we do then life would become easy for us. Unless you lose your optimism to live then life will turn you down and your efforts will be in vain. And you don't have to be pessimistic because life has a lot to offer.
I hope as I tread life along the way, no matter what will happen, I will still do the same thing to fight off my own right to live despite all the adversities and atrocities that will block my way towards achieving and fulfilling happiness.
Life is a challenge indeed. We just have to approach it with finesse and suave as to what pace we want it to be, be it slow or fast, we all come to the same point which is...... happiness and fulfillment in the end.
Cest la vie! We deliver life through our own doing and we just have to arm ourselves with the courage to face the hardships and tests that life will gave us along the way. Good luck on your journey!
I just wanted to work all the time. It was a drudgery but I prefer it to be like that rather than stay at my apartment and sulk in my room watching a wide array of recorded movies from my dish network stored in my digital video recording (DVR). I watched movies and at the same time gobble some junk foods containing no nutrients that even add up to my accumulating weight. It was a disgusting sight.
I continued to be like that for a few months. Having accomplished nothing. Even doing some household chores was a lazy thing to do. I just kept procrastinating and setting aside some jobs that needs to be done. I just don't want to do things that I needed to do.
It seems like the clock had stopped there and that I just wanted to go back when my mom was been alive. I've been grieving so much that I didn't know I forgot totake care of myself. I had nothing to do but sulk in my room and wasted some important times of my life doing nothing.
Even mingling with my close friends was not even productive. They've been calling me but I kept ignoring their calls and shoving them out of my life. I always deleted their messages because I don't want to hear their concerns and sympathies. I was a total loser at that time and had been regressing so much.
One time, it seems that the clock had ticked back on me. It came to me and I realized that I had lagged a lot on my daily routines. I felt that I abandoned my chances to live and that I heard some comments from other people around me that I am gaining weight. I can feel that everything that I did to shun all the good people and things around me was not beneficial. And it gave a toll on me for that long lonely months that I had isolated myself.
I came to a realization that if I wont forgive myself of what had happened to my mom and to my life I feel that I am slowly slimming my chances to live. It was a big thing of a mistake to deal with. I've realized that I really needed to be strong and accept my own repercussions. It's time to mend and heal my old wounds.
So it was time for me to pick up myself and mend all the shattered pieces that I had caused to myself. I needed to forge forward and face the challenges ahead of me, now that I am alone. I really have to do it in order to survive and live fruitfully and productively.
Firstly, I started to call on my friends and apologize for shunning them before. I also started to move around and go to the gym and do some workouts that had helped me slowly shed the accumulated weight I incurred from those dark moments that I had in my life before. I learned to be more productive, doing my chores with ease and fun, and also getting rid of procrastination although sometimes it looms around, and I cannot help it.
Now, I am more fulfilled and happy living alone. I am trying myself to be around with happy people. Trying to infuse their energy and unconditional love and good practice of a healthy lifestyle. They are just contagious and infectious and very helpful in getting rid of my isolation and depression where I am always vulnerable of all the time.
Thank God I came to such realization that my world doesn't end there when my mom passed away. It was really a struggle but I held on. I almost gave up and I was thankful for all the people around me who had loved me and gave me their untiring support and unconditional love. It was a big help for me to have them around me.
Life really has it's highs and ebbs and it's always a great challenge to have them. Sometimes we tend to give it up and we end up as a loser. But there's always some circumstances that will hit us that we needed to get up and pick up the pieces where we left off and that was an inspiring thing to do.
People have their own different approaches on how to deal with it but no matter what we do we all will achieve the same outcome. We just need to be optimistic in what we do then life would become easy for us. Unless you lose your optimism to live then life will turn you down and your efforts will be in vain. And you don't have to be pessimistic because life has a lot to offer.
I hope as I tread life along the way, no matter what will happen, I will still do the same thing to fight off my own right to live despite all the adversities and atrocities that will block my way towards achieving and fulfilling happiness.
Life is a challenge indeed. We just have to approach it with finesse and suave as to what pace we want it to be, be it slow or fast, we all come to the same point which is...... happiness and fulfillment in the end.
Cest la vie! We deliver life through our own doing and we just have to arm ourselves with the courage to face the hardships and tests that life will gave us along the way. Good luck on your journey!
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