Ang pinaka-favorite ko na gawin ngayon, maging cashier dun sa shawarmahan ng kuya ko. Sa Chuga House. Parang feeling ko natupad yung pangarap ko nung bata ako na maging cashier. Hihi. Tapos minsan gumagawa din ako ng shawarma pag busy ang kuya so feeling ko nasa Diner Dash ako kaya dapat puno lagi ang hearts ng mga customers. Hahaha. Nataranta pa ko nung gumagawa ako nung order na shawarma, nasunog ko yung isang pita bread haha. Ok lang naman piso lang daw isa nun. 2 days na kong nagka-cashier sa kanila at so far sold out naman sila lagi. Masarap naman kase talaga. Mamaya sana maganda ang panahon para makapunta ako ulit dun.
Since matagal tagal akong wala sa office (bilateral oophorecystectomy), nagiisip ako ng mga bagay na pwede kong gawin. Yung mga productive na bagay. Nagttry ako maging magaling sa lettering pero fail. Pero feeling ko pangit talaga yung brush pen na nabili ko. Haha. Try ko gumamit ng ibang brand tas pag pangit pa din, hindi lang talaga ko talented katulad ng iniisip ko. WTF. Tapos baka mag-bake din ako mamaya. Miss ko na mag-bake at dito lang ako nakakapag-bake sa bahay kase wala akong baking oven sa Manila. Hindi na kasya sa apartment pag bumili pa ko wala nang paglalagayan. Kaya dito na lang ako nakakapag-bake pag umuuwi ako once a month. Ang pinaka-favorite ko na gawin ngayon, maging cashier dun sa shawarmahan ng kuya ko. Sa Chuga House. Parang feeling ko natupad yung pangarap ko nung bata ako na maging cashier. Hihi. Tapos minsan gumagawa din ako ng shawarma pag busy ang kuya so feeling ko nasa Diner Dash ako kaya dapat puno lagi ang hearts ng mga customers. Hahaha. Nataranta pa ko nung gumagawa ako nung order na shawarma, nasunog ko yung isang pita bread haha. Ok lang naman piso lang daw isa nun. 2 days na kong nagka-cashier sa kanila at so far sold out naman sila lagi. Masarap naman kase talaga. Mamaya sana maganda ang panahon para makapunta ako ulit dun. Sabi ko kay Kenneth gusto ko din mag-business ng ganito. Natuwa ako ng very hard pagtulong sa shawarmahan ng mga kuya. Saka pag pinipicture ko ang future self ko, nagmamanage ako ng business. Yoko ma-stuck sa corporate world. Gusto ko ako ang boss. Sino bang hindi. In time siguro sana.
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Hello! Here's the first page of my sketchpad :) I may be biased but this is not so bad. Actually, I think this is kinda good. This is not my original sketch and the face didn't turn out like the original but she's pretty right? Here's the original sketch. I couldn't see any credit so I won't be able to share who drew this: Again, I may be biased but I think my girl is prettier 😄 Hmm not bad for my first attempt to be an amazing sketch artist. LOL. I drew this last April 19, 2015 and up until now (May 9, 2015), there's still no second page. I said that I will constantly draw and fill my sketch pad in a month or less. I wasn't able to do it and there's a reason for that. The same day that I finished this drawing, I went to the ER because of my heartburn. As I'm finishing the final touches of this drawing, I skipped breakfast because I didn't want to be interrupted. I felt the hunger after I'm done and that was the only time I decided to eat. It was typical for me to experience heartburn and I knew right then that I could possibly have heartburn episodes because I skipped breakfast. But this time, the heartburn was different. It was worse. Even after taking medicine (which always relieves my symptoms), it had no effect. I found it unusual and I was starting to worry. And to make things even worse, I vomited twice. I was crying like a baby. I wanted the pain to stop. 6 hours already passed and the pain was still there. I couldn't bear it anymore. That's when I decided to go to the ER. * Went to ER. Pain. Ouch. Crying. Heplock. Omeprazole. Pain. Can't sleep. Tramadol. Little pain. Uncomfortable bed. Uneasy feeling. Want to go home. Went home. * When we got home from the ER (around 9:30PM), my epigastric pain went away. At 12MN, I was ready to sleep and I suddenly felt pain again. This time, it's in the upper right quadrant of my tummy. I ignored it at first and fell asleep. Finally (finally I fell asleep!). And then I woke up at 2AM, the right-sided pain was still there. Every 30 minutes, I kept on waking up because of the pain. I decided to have it checked at Healthway clinic after my shift. During my shift (it was a Monday), I was still wishing for the pain to go away. I felt like I was being tortured. Thanks to Ken, she was my angel that day. She bought my medicines, she bought me food, and she always volunteered to go to the pantry to fill my tumbler with water but I refused. I didn't want her to feel that I'm abusing her kindness. She also volunteered to accompany me to Healthway and I was saying no at first because I didn't want to bother her. I would really like for someone to go with me for moral support and assistance because the pain that I was feeling was no joke. She insisted to come with me so after our shift, we went straight to Healthway clinic. * Waiting for my turn. General practitioner. Pain. Ouch. Pain. It's my turn! Referred to a surgeon because of possible appendicitis. Yikes. Worry. Worry. Thinking of surgery. Please NO. Waiting. Pain. More waiting. My turn with the surgeon! Appendicitis. Oh no. Confinement. On our way to St. Luke's. Pain. Crying. Called Mama. More crying. St. Luke's ER. * The surgeon advised confinement and whole abdominal CT scan. To cut things short, it was appendicitis and I needed appendectomy ASAP. It was one of my worst days. It came to me as a shock. What seemed like a typical heartburn turned out to be appendicitis needing emergency operation. And to make things MUCH worse, I... don't want to talk about it right now. It's something about my other condition involving cysts in both my ovaries. Sigh. During my operation (only the lower half of my body was numb), I felt exposed. I'm not really sure because I couldn't see anything except my arms; but I felt like the doctors and nurses saw my everything. But, no biggie. I'm not seeing them again anyway. Well, except for my surgeon because we have a follow up checkup. I was bothered of my "exposure" just for a few minutes and moved on. What choice do I have anyway? Mama and Papa went straight to the hospital after hearing the news. I was in the hospital for 4 days. The first day was food torture. I'm not allowed to eat OR drink. Smelling the food that my Mama and Papa were eating, I want to be mad at them. I want them to eat outside (LOL OA) so I wouldn't smell the chicken McDo and the Conti's that Ate Gigi brought. When I could finally eat, I was only allowed noodles and very very bland porridge. I would also like to thank, aside from Ate Gigi and her family, Ariane (my cousin) and Ken (plus Jade) & Nieky for taking the time to visit me. Thank you! 😘 Special thanks to Mama and Papa for taking very good care of me during (and after) my confinement. Thank you thank you. And Tricia as well. I had a good hospital experience with St. Luke's. The staff were very attentive and there were pain management people and the personnel from Intellicare never fail to update us of our running bill (which was all covered btw). I also got a visit from the OR and recovery room staff to check up on how well I was doing. That is what you call holistic care. 😝 Looking back, that was one hell of an experience. An experience that I wouldn't want to experience again. But. Remember my ovarian cysts? I need another surgery in the future. I don't want to think about it right now. It just stresses me out. Here's my remembrance from the operation: I thought my surgeon did a really good job stitching me up. He kept on describing my incision as 'cute'. It's also a good thing that I'm not a keloid former. But really, I'm not at all vain when it comes to scars on my body. I have another one on my arm that I got from a holdaper. And these are my battle scars.
Fuck you Weebly. I just wrote about a very emotional post about what should I pursue in life and something went wrong with Weebly and it didn’t save my draft. Grr.
I went on and on about being a chemist (inspired by Breaking Bad reruns) to an app developer (but I figured that it would be really hard without proper training and it would be difficult to just rely on the internet and won’t be able to have decent answers if I have any questions) and now, in this moment, I want to be a great sketch artist. GOAL: Be an amazing sketch artist I reached out to my trusted friend and confidante, Google, and he came up with these tips and strategies: 1. Draw a lot. Malcolm Gladwell says it takes about 10,000 hours of doing something to become expert at it. Fill up one sketch book a month, at minimum. 2. Study the fundamentals. Study the best books. 3. Try drawing upside down so you can draw what you actually see TO BUY: 1. Pencils 2. Sketchpad 3. Eraser 4. Sharpener 5. A good book teaching the basics |
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