Before and After

And the saga continues...

dahil palabiro ang prinsipe/doctor nyo, e lagi rin naman akong nababara. hehe

may kaibigan ako na pumasa last August ng Physician Licensure Exam. at eto ang banat ko sa kanya nung nagbirthday sya nung july.

Intern days ko palang sa VMMC e nabanyagan ko na syang Eugene D. hehe. At ganda na ang tawag sa kanya nung intern pa lang kami nung premed. kahit malaki itong kasinungalingan...

Di rin siya magpapatalo sa kalokohan, nandyan nung nadaan kami sa reception area ng laboratory at tawa kami ng tawa for almost 30 minutes dahil sa taong nakaupo sa reception area. (sama lang diba? hehe)

Umorder kami ng dinner nung first night duty namin. lahat kami nahihiya at burger lang kinain. sya ang inorder 2 pcs chicken... may extra rice pa.

One time naisipan namin magbaon ng dinner para tipid. 6pm kumakain na sya, after six daw. 8pm ng kami naman ang kumakain, nahingan at nakitinidor siya sa lahat ng baon namin.

Ahead siya sa akin magmed, one time nagpasundo siya dahil late na at natatakot dumaan ng talahiban dito malapit sa school. habang naglalakad, bigla syang bumanat sa effort niyang pasexy voice "tara gawin natin sa damuhan"... langya!

at pinakanakakatawang banat niya sa akin "diet ka ng diet, lagi ka namang BEFORE sa BEFORE and AFTER"... langya talaga! hahaha

X's - sweet talaga ko sa mga kagrupo ko nung intern kaya ganyan na lang ako magpacute sa kanila. hehe

My Nanny’s Diary

When both of your parents have full time jobs and spends only a quarter of their time at home with their kids, the best solution is to get a nanny. Compared to my other siblings, which most of them had 3 to 4 nannies (one at a time cause my mom gave them time to study at night school), I on the other hand only had one. (Maybe I’m not as brat as I thought, compared to my other siblings, lol!). The reason we had nannies before was due to family business. My parents entered a lot of businesses aside from their day job like a restaurant in front of our house, entering some goods at the school canteen (like pugo and assorted candies), small piggery, cooking and selling meals to our boarders living beside our house. My parents definitely needed some help then.

But my nanny compared again to my siblings’ nannies was MUCH stricter but she never hit me, maybe once or I can’t remember. She’s strict in a way that she often scares me every time I don’t go to sleep at afternoon or when I don’t eat my veggies. One time she chased me running around the house and at the backyard cause I didn’t want to go to sleep. She’s strict that I had less play time, more on read, homework and sleep time.

But she will always wait for me at the gate of my nursery and prep school, carrying an extra white shirt and a towel. I remember her helping me to get dressed up for a Sunday mass and I forgot how to tie my shoe laces and told me I was old enough to do it by myself with matching eyes open wide. When I have tantrum attacks at the church, she will always give me a strict look. I know she just cares.

Definitely, there were unforgettable moments my nanny did and up to now it makes me laugh every time I’m recalling it. Like, I had flu once and she asked me to drink a cup of pure Sunny Orange juice. There was also a time that I was sick and she was doing the laundry and when I had the chance and sneaked out of my bedroom, I drank half a bottle of Naprex (a liquid preparation of paracetamol for kids) and she really really panicked. Remember the earthquake last 1990? I had my nursery classes that morning then that afternoon I fell asleep, my nanny felt the earth moving while doing her deed at the restroom and she hurriedly ran to my bedroom and woke me up. Of course the time that I had my nursery and kinder presentations for dancing, she’s my coach. I’ll just present my polished performances to my parents when they got home. When I was young I really don’t like taking pictures and there was a time that me and my siblings will have our pictures taken together, I cried so much cause I hated my pictures to be taken and with just one terrorizing look my nanny gave me, it was a cue I have to behave. (I still have those pictures and there was one that all my 3 siblings were smiling and you can only see my feet cause I was hiding at their back. Lol!)

When I was 6, I entered grade one where my mom teaches. As the summer ended, before that school year starts, me and my nanny parted ways. But my nanny still visited us every after Christmas day up to now. I haven’t managed to have a real talk to her though. Maybe I’m too shy she’ll recall everything. Every year I see her smile, I know she recalls most of the things I did at the same time I guess she remember hers as well. She has 4 kids now, just like us. I guess she’s so trained of raising a kid before she even got married. Imagine raising a brat like me. hehehe

I was thinking of giving her something this year. But I don’t have an idea yet. What you think?

Mom's Day

Napanuod ko sa isang commercial yung bata at sabi niya, “si nanay parang principal!”. Tapos may clip na pinakita, gumagawa yung bata ng homework at sabi ng nanay niya “tapos na ba homework mo?” with matching teacher get up at may stick pa. Natawa ko sa commercial na yun. Kasi naman, ikaw kaya lumaki na teacher nanay mo araw-araw kang ganunin. Hahaha

Yung nanay ko, di ako tinulungan sa homework niyan. kapag hihingi ako ng tulong, sasabihin niya, “Gawin mo muna bago ka lumapit sa akin”. Kaya habang tumagal, di na rin ko humihingi ng tulong sa kanya sa homework, pinapacheck ko na lng kung tama. Hindi ko alam na training niya pala sa’ming magkakapatid yon. Nung bata rin ako, bawal akong magturo kapag namamalengke kami kung hindi may palo kamay namin kapag nagalburuto kami sa palengke at di nakuha ang gusto namin.

Naaalala ko pa dahil nga teacher nanay ko, sabay kami kumakain sa school niyan, siya rin kasi ang may hawak ng canteen at HE. Math teacher pa yun pero ni minsan di ko narinig na nagreklamo. Minsan sa sobrang kagipitan namin, tanghalian lang naming dalawa sa school isang chicken noodle, tig isang itlog at kanin. Di ko makakalimutan yun kasi may oras na nagsaing ako, nasunog ko siya, pinagalitan niya ko sa harap ng klase at sabi niya ubusin ko yung sunog. Pinigil ko ang iyak ko nun at alam niyang nagalit ako. Ipahiya ka ba naman sa klase. Wala ako nagawa, kinain ko pa rin.

Marami din kaming di pinagkasunduan, alam ko naman paborito niya si kuya, yung panganay. Kahit hindi niya sabihin o ikaila pa niya, halata ko naman. Hindi naman ibig sabihin na paborito niya si kuya ay hindi na nya kami mahal. Oks lang sa’ming ibang anak yun. Kami rin naman ay tinutulungan ni kuya. Naalala ko ulit nuong umiyak ka sa harap ng principal ko nung high school na ko. Duon nagsimula ako magtino at ayusin kung ano ang gusto ko sa buhay ko.

Ilang operasyon na nga ba rin ang napagdaanan niya? Marami rami na rin. Pero nanatili siyang matatag kasi alam niya na kailangan niyang suportahan ang pamilya niya. Nuong huli kang naoperahan, ako yung nasa tabi mo noon, di na ko umuwi para mabantayan siya. Halos 40-taon na rin siyang nagtuturo at sa Hulyo na ang huling pagtuturo niya. Naextend pa nga kasi dapat nuong Nobyembre pa siyatumigil. Di lang talaga niya maiwan yun.

Ngayon, alam ko naghahanda na siya sa bagong papel na gagampanan niya. Alam ko wala pang balita pero ipinagdadasal ko rin na sana maging lola na rin siya. Isang papel na alam ko di niya hahayaan at papalagpasin, unang apo ba naman kung sakali.

Wala akong ipinagdarasal na sana lagging maayos ang kalusugan niya at sana sa mahabang panahon na magkakasama sama kami, maipakita ko sa kahit munting paraan na nagpapasalamat ako sa mga ginawa niya. Mapamaganda o mapapangit na nangyari sa amin, alam ko lahat yon ay para sa ikabubuti ko.

Happy Mother’s Day po Inay.

Sa mga mom nyo at mga moms na diyan, Happy Mother’s day din.

My-so-called memory lane…

I used to think that my childhood was boring as hell (how many times I compared my life to hell in this blog? Hehe!). We live along the highway so I was not allowed to ride my bike outside and I’m the only kid in our block. But then I remember the mischievous things I did when I was a kid. Are you ready for it? (I think I was 4-8 y/o when this happen, you can’t blame me right?!)


- Always had tantrums in church every mass, I want to take off my shoes and run inside
- You know those collections every mass? my mom gave me 20 to donate so when the old lady came and collect it, as I drop the 20, my other hand got inside the basket and get a 10 and said “sukli!” haha!
- Every afternoon I must take a nap, my yaya and I will have a marathon, I run around the house and she chases me for almost 2 hrs!
- Every afternoon on weekends, my parents would asked me to pluck their white hair. In exchange my parents will give me a peso for every hair I got. I kept some hair from our previous session so for the next weekend… kaching! Hehe
- My school in elementary is near the rice field, so my friends and I will run along and play in the “pilapil” and one time I fell from it and I didn’t expect I will fall on a muddy terrain so the mud was up to my chest and I can’t literally can’t get out. Goodthing 2 farmers pulled me out!
- I said my first swear word (son of a b*tch) and didn’t know what it meant before…
- I hide some of my yaya’s stuff.
- Everytime I got scolded, I pack my stuff and tell everyone I’m getting out of the house. Then I will stay under the stairs and live there. Haha. Harry Potter style!
- We had this pure glass cabinet, I mount to it and fell and shatters on half my body and it was brownout that time. Miraculously I only got a stitch on my knee.
- And lastly typical school brawl, well I was defending my buddy/cousin that time.

So there you go. Nice huh?! I’m not proud on some of those things, but it made my childhood more memorable. I hate it when they only think of you as the kid who’s the school-home type, but they got me wrong. Hehe!

I’ll post something about different chest pains later. Eto muna. =)