haha.
THE MOMENT I SAW THIS PIC, I already knew.
SO FVCKING AWESOME.
Just a thought from my crappy crainium. :D
IMCI- Integrated Management of Childhood Illness.
Fun for Nursing Nerds, but boring as hell for me.
Two days, sixteen hours of excruciating boredom. Nothing to do but sitback, relax and try, AT LEAST TRY to enjoy the lecture.
DAMN. I wouldn’t be there if It was not air conditioned and err.. Because of that stupid scary “Three-days-make-up-duty-if-you-don’t-attend-even-if-you-signed-your-freakin’-name” punishment.
What did I do to fight and beat the boredom?
I doodled shit stuff on my filler.
I constantly sleep for two minutes then wake up
I annoyed seat mates by waking them up, telling them that they almost got caught.
I stared at the speaker like a freak.
I stared at my wristwatch hoping for a fast forward button to pop-out
I palpated my pulse for no reason at all
I look for familiar faces and then annoyed them.
I scavenged my bag for old stuff.
I found an old physics test paper, 17/30 with plants vs. zombies doodles on the solution part of the paper.
I found three pesos on the secret pocket.
and I wrote a poem. really. I WROTE ONE!.
THE LECTURE HALL ALMOST KILLED ME
I am Here, Stuck in this Chair.
With a big speaker, Above my hair.
Student’s Chatting, More are sleeping.
This 8-hour lecture is really tiring.
For two days, it was like this,
We all are stuck in this boring abyss.
How can I get out, it’s only two,
Two more hours I want to breakthrough.
Pneumonia, Malaria and diarrhea,
Malnutrition, immunization and anemia.
A thousand times, they said it all.
Bouncing in a loop like a basketball.
I think I might be overrated,
thinking they should be obliterated.
No reasons why they need to dismantle,
Cause all of these, we must learn to handle.
It might be boring, but we need to listen.
So we won’t be fools and have no burden.
Integrated Management of Childhood illness
We must truly master, as Future nurses.
YOU SEE WHAT EXCRUCIATING BOREDOM CAN DO?
This photo was taken today (June 18, 2010) after I finished my draft. The writings was the poem, I really don’t like erasures that much, I avoid it as much as possible. :D
Obviously,the filler was full of scribbles and doodles clipped on a stupid clipboard.
I created this account two months ago, and now I’ve finally got the will to use it.
Hmm. So Many Thoughts and I don’t know where to start.
Maybe I should introduce myself first.
I am Juan Paolo Torres Maglabe, 17 years old, an incoming BSN2 student at De La Salle Health and Sciences Institute. Friends call me Paolo, I play the piano, I play DOTA and I play with my friends lives. :D Oh, also, I LIKE TO MAKE PEOPLE LAUGH.
SO MANY THOUGHTS AND I DON’T KNOW WHERE TO START.
How about now? How about what’s about to happen now? How about How FREAKIN’ horrible it is to be shuffled without even knowing that you won’t be classmates anymore? How freakin’ Horrible is that? It’s not that I have troubles into making new friends, it’s just. shit.
HOLY CRAP! I aggressively dismantled my computer when I saw what my section was. I grabbed a pencil, pierced it through my laptop’s monitor, hyper-extended it’s division from the keyboard and threw it outside the rain. I laughed diabolically after I obliterated the said device.
Yeah, that’s what I’ll do if I was so freakin’ rich. I would’ve done that if I have, like fourteen thousand laptops.
DAMN IT. I’m all left alone, The moment I saw that my friends aren’t my classmates anymore. I Thought It was really over.
It was like:
listening to an Ipod without an earphone.
Batman without robin.
spongebob without patrick.
Ash without pikachu and his err.. other pokemons.
A windows 94 computer with a dial-up connection.
The black-eyed-peas without that weird dancing white guy .
Yeah, College sure is really hard at first and in some kind of way, I’ve been used to it.
One year in college really does teach you a lot of things that you won’t know anywhere else. Maybe four, five, eight years later I have learned so much from college that I already mastered how to sleep at class with my eyes open.
ALL I’M TRYING TO SAY is that COLLEGE is like a toilet- SHIT HAPPENS. You’ve got to be used to it, Then Good at it ,or else, you won’t reach success. And after you’ve all build up relationships with friends, some idiot just needs to flush it out. For you to start with a new one.
Enough said, I’ll make new friends by giving away 14,000 laptops to each one of them.
HOW IS THAT EVEN POSSIBLE? maybe Astronauts have them, or bill gates or maybe Jackie chan. wu-taw!
A photo taken a few months ago, Funda class. (damn injections and intake and output shit.)
ayer (now bsn 24), me (now bsn22), allen (dent tech sa perps), rapang (nursing sa perps?). and DJ (he’s not on the pic maybe because he was retarded at one place that time, now currently w/ ayer at BSN24)
