One of the best weekend of my life… yet. Trekked Mt. Batulao, Nasugbu, Batangas, Philippines.
Things in my bag: 2L water and McDonald’s take-out
OOTD: Trekking shoes = doll shoes
I can say that despite all the shenanigans happening in the Philippines, I will never leave this paradise. It’s the most beautiful place in the world for me. Discovering places here is tantamount to conquering the world!
Rock climbing, sand inhalation, endospore collecting, And I quote myself, “My goal is to do everything in this world before I die”
Photos by: Grace De Asis and Jessica Navarra
Post-processing by: yours truly
Anonymous asked: sayang naman kayo ni nicky! :((( sobra. di kayo bagay ng bf mo ngayon. as in! ano nangyari.. hahaha sayang! :(
Boo, walang sayang. :)) I’m pretty happy right now with Monarch… actually, happy is an understatement. Cheer that sad faced emoticon there and be happy for meeee :D
I just realized that I haven’t blogged about my last Christmas party with the DHT (Dental Health Team). So, last year’s theme was DHT Christmas Around the World and I went to as… *drum rolls*An Eiffel Tower of Paris, France.
I kinda didn’t have a lot of outfit photos since I was that night’s host that kinda took up all my time. So, you kinda can’t see the actual Eiffel Tower bubble skirt made by yours truly.
So, this is actually my inspiration for the look.But I made my bubble skirt puffy and I wore a leather-like dress inside to give a conservative-type of Victoria’s Secret Fashion Show vibe to it.
Here are some more photos I had for you to see the outfit part by part (sorta). HAHA.
With my co-hosts, my very own Bebegurls.
So, this has got to be the most adrenaline junkie-ish Christmas I’ve ever had. Don’t ask.
Anyway, as my Facebook friends and Twitter followers know, I’ve diagnosed myself with Unintentional Bulimia. Whatever that is. I usually eat a lot, and when I say a lot, I mean a lot. Like, I could eat the whole of Santa Claus. Whenever I get past gluttony, I usually vomit a lot from fullness… against my will, of course. And Christmas day ain’t an exception. I love eating. I love it more than anything else in this world. I wanna travel the world and taste everything the world has to offer. HAHA.
I hope ya’ll had a great Christmas! Merry Christmas from my burgundy velvet outfit to you! :))
Isn’t my headband cute? Can you see it? I’m sorry about the lack of photography skillz here =)) Speaking about headbands, will it be too late to post a list of Christmas wishlist? Just in case someone wants to give me post-Christmas gifts! :D
- Statement headbands with semi-huge bows and flowers and sparkling stones and pearls and laces, plez. I need more for my life since I just cut my hair once again that I could pull a cute look na with headbands. HAHA, kidding… not. I’m into the colors pearl white, olive green, burgundy, pink, red, beige, gold, silver, gray, satin blue.
- Books. Books that are just chill to read. Maybe something like Twilight (okay, I liked the book, don’t judge me. It’s really easy to read, no stress and all), Fifty Shades, Sidney Sheldon adventures and the like. Not something like Divergent, Harry Potter, Hunger Games, Dan Brown, John Green, which requires a lot of neurons and emotional cells while reading. I’m sorry, with all the conspiracy happening in my life, the least thing I wanna read right now are books that would make me sap for days.
- Day dress/lunch dress/tea dress/whatever. I’m a night person. But no, I do not prefer partying; I’m a nocturne, that’s all. Back to my dress, well, I’m running out of dress that are comfortable and light to the eyes dresses, so yeah. Help me save my life. It would also go well with my new combat boots (c/o my poopy boo). White and pastel colors would be great!
So, um, Merry Christmas. Ugh, I suck at ending blog posts talaga.
So, maybe I’m just depressed about a 200 Philippine Peso typhodont I’ve spent today for nothing… or maybe because a lot of unhappy things are compiling and loves driving me crazy. But whatever, I’m still ranting.
Let me start with my clinical requirements. The great College of Dentistry of the University of the East decided to add 12 clinic points in clinic 2 and 17 clinic points in clinic 3, both on pediatric department, starting it in our batch. It doesn’t seem like that much of an addition if you’ll look at it, but considering the lack of clinic chairs in this department, lack of clinical supervisors, 4th year bullies, and the like… feels like real hell if you ask me. And finding pedo patients ain’t as easy as how it looks. The college is trying to fit 32s, 41s, and 42s in 19 chairs per working time (76 slots per day, minus 19 because of late CS). We’re approximately 270+ clinicians trying to get a chair. And among those 270 clinicians are some horrendous 4th years (I’m not referring to every 4th years, mind you) who loves to bully the 3rd years. We understand that you, guys, are trying to graduate on time, but so are we! You, guys, did not have additional 29 clinic points, you got your fair 2 summer clinic opportunities (we won’t, since we’re transferring to the new building), you were allowed to work in advance (i.e. perio routine, perio surgery, 2nd and 3rd RCT cases, etc.) but we don’t due to the new clinic ‘hassle’ pass. It is not our fault that some of you didn’t utilize those privileges well, so stop harassing us as if it’s our fault. Play. Fair.
I will have a special paragraph about bullies, just because. Although it doesn’t seem like I get bullied and all, cause I always look triumphant, I still feel that I am. I always turn out being the bitch despite the cruelty I get from people (haha). For example, an incident occurred in the Oral Medicine department. A 4th year will work after me as she reminded me constantly throughout my working period, I was trying my best to do it fast for her. When my time was done, I haven’t started with pulp extirpation. I asked my CS if I could dismiss my patient already so the next clinician could work, but the CS refused since I can’t do that. I tried to find a chair for the incoming clinician, but it’s impossible so I decided to work fast instead. The incoming clinician went to me mad that I haven’t evacuated from my (technically, hers already) chair yet, I told her what the CS has told me, but she remained mad and saying stuff I couldn’t even hear over the loud voices in the department. I didn’t say a word since she’s furious and I thought that clinic is really stressing her and I’m in front of my patient. The clinician wasn’t contented, she went back to me yelling things like, “pinagmukha mo akong tanga dito nakatayo, sana sinabi mo sa ‘kin, blah blah.” I got disrespected by her choice of words and gave in to my inner demons (haha, I’m not a saint, okay? And the least thing I could tolerate is disrespect), I worked a little longer than normal, taking my time so she won’t be able to work on time. After all the trouble trying to provide her a chair, she still acted that way to me. The CS went to me and said that she found the clinician a chair so I could work longer. But after I did pulp extirpation, I still gave up my chair to some other 4th year clinician still in need. Outside the department, I told a friend of what happened, because duh, then some dude who’s friends with the war freak heard me. And like a little girl, he went to the war freak clinician saying God-knows-what. So, obviously, you can’t make that lady shut up, she went to me saying inaccurate things… but during that time, I was hyped that I’ve finally started my first RCT case, so, I couldn’t really absorb what she was trying to say. And after a few days, I thought that, that incident was over, news have been spreading of how much of a bitch I am because of that incident. Well, how great is that? Haha. I have numerous other stories to tell but, what the heck, this one’s my favorite because it turned me into a one-hit wonder.
Not really the photo of the incident haha, but this is my favorite patient in my favorite color. :)
Let’s get out of clinics… I’m pretty depressed over this one the most. Our UE-DHT booth will soon vanish. Soon, as in, next sem. We will be transferring to a new building and the university didn’t provide us a room. That booth houses everything, from the surgery instruments we use during dental missions, to the great memories where almost all members have shed their tears because of clinics, heartaches, stress, etc. Every corner in that booth is special to me, it is literally my home. It is where I get nursed whenever I’m sick, where I learn the lectures whenever I get a hard time understanding it from the professors, where I give service in selling dental materials for the other clinicians in need and in hurry, where my bag is housed when the clinic area and the library shoves it away, where I rest my eyes and body whenever it couldn’t handle the load of school works, etc. Why, UE? Why have you forsaken me? Us? Ugh. :/
So here we are after our general cleaning. Look how cute our Christmas themed room is. :”)