there's nothing in here but NONE SENSE!
Phew... I've been really working a bit hard with my studies this first semester in college, it was my first time to feel so much pressured like that, although I don't hook on it seriously I still find out that it was really difficult. There are times that I almost loose my hope but when I came to realize how much my parents sacrifice and suffer just to enroll me into a fine a university I will then try to find a way out of my laziness, yes I am! I am sick of going into school everyday, I am sick of sleepless night, I am sick of waking up early to go to school but still LATE, I am sick of doing my home works, sick of reviewing my notes for upcoming quizzes but still FAIL, sick of memorizing different formulas but then confused if what formula I should use, sick of analyzing logically for my program, sick of recovering my absences and missed quizzes/assignments, sick community work, sick of my classmates, sick my rooms, sick of my daily commutes, sick of carrying my 100 ton bag pack, and very sick of doing a 1 week project completion. Yet! I'm sick of all of these but with those sickness I managed to gently mold my self and with the help of Lord God I believe everything will be alright, besides I found out that college has been the training ground of my future career... HAHA! XD




With my eyes that keeps on lookin’ at your view,
I really don’t know what’s with you!
That I can’t help my heart in keeping you.
Fooling in love again is not unusual for me,
In fact “I am fooling my self almost daily”,
And that’s all because of you my bebeh,
I wish everyone could understand me as if I am crazy.
Exposed feelings means you knew something,
And to conceal these feelings I should keep on ignoring,
Though it’s quiet like a self denying,
But truly in my self it was so exciting.
Assuming that you already belong with me,
WHOAT!? How pity I am dreaming exceedingly!
I guess I’ll just keep this feeling of me,
As well as accept my foolishness willingly.
Life is like that as what I know,
And as what I know I hope it’ll grow,
From this day and so on I am good to go!
Yet, I believe you’re not my jai ho! <<>

This week in UIC main campus celebrates the Medical Technology/Medical Laboratory Scientist Week where they showcase their equipments and other laboratory tools at the same time share their knowledge about human biology and other scientific activities, haha!. Today was the BLEED for LOVE day where they find donors who can donate at least 450 mL of their blood. And as for me who aims on reaching out people with my ltittle help I voluntered to be one of the blood donors. Before being qualified to be a blood donor I have to undergo first on a screening where they examine my health condition specially my precious blood. First, they identify what blood type I have then took me a BP (Blood Pressure), weight me and finally consulted on a School Physician. After all the screening I was given a rubber like bag from Red Cross where my blood should be placed. I already told Judee Ann the one who recruited me that after the screening I should take up my lunch first 'coz it's quite nervous and I also feel hungry, although Judee Ann agreed with me when she asked permission from their head unfortunately she didn't permit me to do so, then I stayed and wait for my turn. I was really nervous that moment since it was my first time to donate my blood and to be injected with that violently needle-hole. After a short period of time it was finally my turn to be blood sucked, I was lieng on the folding bed squeezing that soft like foam ball waiting to be injected, the time has come, the atmosephere was changing, my heart beats so fast, my body temperature rise, my breath were so deep and .... ouch I was injected. After that injection I tried to make my self calm and comfortable 'coz as what I've heard blood won't come out if you are so scared. Then a minute later I am having problem with my vein or I guess with my blood or maybe by the way it flow, the blood that was running on my tube was gently slowing down until it worn out of blood, so they've decided to remove it and that was another .... ouch. The assistor asked a Red Cross personel what to do then a Red Cross personel came to me asking me if it is ok to transfer the BLOOD-SUCKING PROCESS on my other right arm's vein and since I've already started it then I should've finished it. So I allow them to continue the process on my other arm and .... ouch again, until they've successfully get enough blood from me. I was happy after that, I felt like I just completed an achievement of helping other people through my precious blood, I was hurt but I helped...
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