Last June, the first term of my second year in college started. But due to some family issues and problems, I ended up ironing my own uniform (yes.. we still wear a uniform in our university).
I can iron, but it taked my a bit longer than the usual ironing time.
Our iron is the hot metal kind, not the steam one. So I woke up 30 minutes than the usual wake up time since I know I have to iron my uniform. I took a bath first then wore my undies. I was only wearing my undergarments while I was ironing since the one that I'm suppose to be wearing is not yet prepared and has tons of creases.
I was done with the blouse and was almost finished with the skirt when I accidentally grazed my thigh with the side of the iron. I didn't feel anything but a small sharp pain. After 15 seconds, OH GOD.. it hurted like hell. That is sooo going to leave a mark.
I checked on in and it was almost a second degree burn.
The burn is found on my right thigh near the inguinal region so the skin is thin on that area that's why it hurts. The size of it is about 2 and a half inches long.
I'm worried about the scar, it seems like after it dries up, it would be very visible. After 2 days I took another picture of it.
What is left as of now is an ugly scar and I'm searching on whether Rosehip oil really works as a scar remover. I don't like the place where my scar is located... probably an eyesore for my 'future' husband.
We seek him here, we seek him there, Those Frenchies seek him everywhere. Is he in heaven?—Is he in hell? That demmed, elusive Pimpernel. —Sir Percy Blakeney (ch.12)
It has been a long time since I posted another book review.
I'm not gonna tell much of the story since I'm bad at re-telling stories, so I'm just gonna say my reaction/views about it.
The Scarlet Pimpernel is written by Baroness Emmuska Orczy. Initially it was a play at the year 1903 but it became a novel during 1908. The start of the novel was really boring for me. It contained a lot of history and every now and then I had to check the dictionary for some terms I didn't understand. I was written in Old English (okay.. not reall OLD but you get the point) so I had a hard time reading it. When I got past 1/4 of the story, I got adapted to the narration style and I became more interested in the book that I couldn't put it down. The first chapters took me 4 days to read and it only contained a few pages .
Anyways, I really loved the book! ONE OF THE BEST I'VE READ EVER! It got sooo exciting in the middle with twists and shocking revalations. A battle of strategy and the romance! My Goodness! The romance between the characters was sooo sweet and inspiring.
I read the ending more than 5 times in one day! Another must read.. but be warned... it may seem boring at first but I was grateful to have continued on reading. Don't stop just because you are having a hard time cause the time will come when it will be worth the while.
Here's the plot of the story which I grabbed from Wikipedia: (SPOILER WARNING)
In 1792, during the bloodthirsty, early stages of the French Revolution, Marguerite St. Just, a beautiful French ex-actress, is the wife of the wealthy English fop Sir Percy Blakeney, a baronet. Before their marriage, Marguerite had said unintended things in private that had resulted in sending French aristocrat the Marquis de St. Cyr and his sons to the guillotine. When Percy found out, he became estranged from his wife.
Meanwhile, a secret society of 20 English aristocrats, "one to command, and nineteen to obey" (ch.4), the "League of the Scarlet Pimpernel" is engaged in rescuing their French counterparts from the daily executions. Their leader, the mysterious Scarlet Pimpernel, takes his nickname from the drawing of a small red flower with which he signs his messages. Despite being the talk of London society, only his followers and possibly the Prince of Wales know the Pimpernel's true identity. Like many others, Marguerite is entranced by the Pimpernel's daring exploits.
At a ball attended by the Blakeneys, Percy's verse about the "elusive Pimpernel" makes the rounds and amuses the other guests. Meanwhile, Marguerite is blackmailed by the wily new French envoy to England, Citizen Chauvelin. Chauvelin's agents have stolen a letter incriminating her beloved brother Armand, proving that he is in league with the Pimpernel. Chauvelin offers to trade Armand's life for her help against the Pimpernel. Contemptuous of her seemingly witless and unloving husband, Marguerite does not go to him for help or advice. Instead, she passes along information which enables Chauvelin to learn the Pimpernel's true identity.
Later that night, Marguerite finally tells her husband of the terrible danger threatening her brother and pleads for his assistance. Percy promises to save him. After Percy unexpectedly leaves for France, Marguerite discovers to her horror that he is the Pimpernel—the very man she has endangered. He had hidden behind the persona of a dull, slow-witted fop in order to deceive the world. He had not even told Marguerite because of his worry that she might betray him, as she had done others in the past. Desperate to save her spouse, she pursues Percy to France to try to warn him.
Chauvelin is close to capturing Percy on several occasions, but the Englishman manages to outwit him each time. Percy rescues Armand and the Comte de Tourney, the father of a school friend of Marguerite's. Percy is finally reunited with his frantic wife when they are both taken prisoner by Chauvelin, though luckily Percy is so well disguised as a despised Jew that the Frenchman does not recognize him. The couple later manage to escape.
With Marguerite's love and courage amply proved, Percy's ardour is rekindled. Safely back on board their schooner, the Day Dream, the happily reconciled couple returns to England.
BTW, I almost forgot to mention that I found this book on sale for just ONE US DOLLAR! HARD BOUND with NICE LEAVES OF PAGES!!!! It must be destiny!
Okay, I got this idea from an online forum and it was really funny yet soo true. Cheers Moo Eh?
Trix Here you have a starving rabbit. Spoiled children who happen to have a thing for cereal and yogurt point and laugh as the rabbit desperately tries to get some food. The rabbit has obviously tried and failed at receiving some by asking in the past, so the rabbit must use his intellect to survive, but as fate would have it, he always fails. It's a wonder that after all these years this adorable bunny is still alive, but through all of this, the children refuse to share.
What does this teach us? Sharing is wrong. Especially sharing with cute woodland creatures.
Lucky Charms Now here you have a man with a height impairment. The children choose to take advantage of this man's misfortune by attempting to steal this man's cereal which he treasures ever so dearly. This man also seems to have an Irish accent. Obviously singled out due to the combination of his diversity and disability, this man is relentlessly chased by the children. Unable to get a moment of peace, and constantly on the run, the man is forever doomed to being unable to enjoy his delicious treasure.
Now this commercial in particular uses a lot of subliminal advertising. Children are taught that people who are different from them are to be hunted down and mugged. Height, sex, ethnicity, and the like are all brought into play. They even go as far as to make the children after his one true prized possession. Truly the man has interesting tastes in hobbies, but that's no reason to make a mockery of him. The commercial doesn't portray the man losing his handkerchief of something of little value to him, but the children purposefully go after the man's very livelihood. I for one am disgusted.
I JUST ABSOLUTELY LOVE DONUTS! DONUTS! DONUTS! Especially the fried variety (The F*ck with the fat sh*t!). So last February (I was meant to post this, but I forgot), I searched online recipes on how to make fried donuts! I watched videos from youtube, expert village, etc.
I was soo excited that I even woke up 2 in the morning (the only time of the day when I can use the kitchen without getting disturbed). So I mixed all the ingredients, and the result was a big yellowish-white slop of goo.
I had to knead the dough after, and it was sooo hard! The dough was soft but while kneading it.. I felt soo hopeless! I thought it would never form! It took me 2 hours to knead it! My legs hurt and my fingers where soo goooey. I kept an adding flour... more flour... MORE FLOUR until I ran out of flour! Finally it became smooth and round.
I molded it into a ball, but getting some air in first. Then waited for it to ferment. Since it was too cold in the kitchen, I heated the microwave for 30 seconds while molding the dough then turned off the microwave and placed the dough there and coated some oil on it.
I waited for two hours for it to ferment or double in size or rise (whatever you guys call it) but that did not happen.
Well, I gave up waiting and took small pieces from the dough and formed donut shaped doughs. Then I deep fried it!
THE RESULT WAS HORRENDOUS! I tasted it and it tasted rotten and gross! I immediately spitted the whole thing and threw the cooked ones in the trash.
The next day, my friends and my mom told me that maybe I hadn't put any baking powder but the instructions here did not mention any baking powder... just baking soda. I re-watched the other donut making videos and I found another thing I did or used wrong. I was suppose to use self-rising flour... not all-purpose flour.
Anyways, I'm seeking suggestions and recipes for fried donuts and I don't want some link.. I want your own personal experience (if you have one) in making fried donuts.
Other than the donuts, my workplace was a total disaster and I had to clean it up before my mom or dad wakes up.
I just noticed the dog food on the last image... maybe.. just maybe.. I accidentally added some on my donuts.
Around this year, I have seriously offended (I think I did and he/she said so) a MyOpera member by telling him/her that he/she has a Loli complex. I apologized for that and explained that Lolicon has several meanings. While browsing the world wide web, I found a case where supposedly 'an attraction to young girls/characters' goes horribly sick and wrong.
Tsutomu Miyazaki was born on August 21, 1962 and premature birth left him with deformed hands, which were permanently gnarled and fused directly to the wrists, necessitating him to move his entire forearm in order to rotate the hand. Tsutomu Miyazaki was also known as the "OTAKU MURDERER".
He did not blindly murder Otakus (a term in Japan referring to nerds, usually anime and manga fans). He was an Otaku, and murdered people and not just any people.
Between 1988 and 1989, Miyazaki mutilated and killed four girls, ages four to seven; he then sexually molested their corpses. He drank the blood of one victim and ate her hand.
During the day, Miyazaki was a mild-mannered employee. In his own time, he selected children to kill randomly. He terrorized the families of his victims, sending them letters recalling in graphic detail what he had done to their children. To the family of victim Erika Nanba, Miyazaki sent a morbid postcard assembled using words cut out of magazines, spelling out: "Erika. Cold. Cough. Throat. Rest. Death."
He allowed the corpse of his first victim, Mari Konno, to decompose in the hills near his home, then chopped off the hands and feet, which he kept in his closet, and which were recovered upon his arrest. He charred the remaining bones in his furnace, ground them into powder, and sent them to her family in a box, along with several of her teeth, photos of her clothes, and a postcard reading: "Mari. Cremated. Bones. Investigate. Prove."
Police found that the families of the victims had something else in common: they had all been bothered by strange phone calls. The phone would ring, but when answered, the person on the other end (presumably Miyazaki) would say nothing; if they didn't pick it up, the phone would sometimes ring for 20 minutes.
When he was arrested and trialed, they found Mr. Miyazaki to have "dissociative identity disorder" (multiple personalities) or extreme schizophrenia.
Following his son's arrest, Miyazaki's father, who had refused to pay for his legal defense, committed suicide in 1994.
1. Large, loft-style apartments in New York City are well within the price range of most people whether they are employed or not.
2. At least one of a pair of identical twins is born evil.
3. Should you decide to defuse a bomb, don't worry which wire to cut. You will always choose the right one.
4. Most laptop computers are powerful enough to override communications system of any invading alien society.
5. It does not matter if you are heavily outnumbered in a fight involving martial arts - your enemies will wait patiently to attack you one by one by dancing around in a threatening manner until you have knocked out their predecessors.
6. When you turn out the light to go to bed, everything in your bedroom will still be clearly visible, just slightly bluish.
7. If you are blonde and pretty, it is possible to become a world expert on nuclear fission at the age of 22.
8. Honest and hard working policemen are traditionally gunned down three days before their retirement.
9. Rather than wasting bullets, megalomaniacs prefer to kill their archenemies using complicated machinery involving fuses, pulley systems, deadly gasses, lasers, and man-eating sharks, which will allow their captives at least 20 minutes to escape.
10. During all police investigations, it will be necessary to visit a strip club at least once.
11. All beds have special L-shaped cover sheets that reach up to the armpit level on a woman but only to waist level on the man lying beside her.
12. All grocery shopping bags contain at least one stick of French bread.
13. It's easy for anyone to land a plane providing there is someone in the control tower to talk you down.
14. Once applied, lipstick will never rub off even while scuba diving.
15. You're very likely to survive any battle in any war unless you make the mistake of showing someone a picture of your sweetheart back home.
16. When they are alone, all foreign military officers prefer to speak to each other in English.
17. The Eiffel Tower can be seen from any window in Paris.
18. A man will show no pain while taking the most ferocious beating but will whine when a woman tries to clean his wounds.
19. If a large pane of glass is visible, someone will be thrown through it before long.
20. If staying in a haunted house, women should investigate any strange noises in their most revealing underwear.
21. Word processors never display a cursor on screen, but will always say: "Enter Password Now".
22. Even when driving down a perfectly straight road, it is necessary to turn the steering wheel vigorously from left to right every few moments. Tires will squeal on any surface, at any speed.
23. All bombs are fitted with electronic timing devices with large red readouts so you know exactly when they're going to go off.
24. A detective can only solve a case once he has been suspended from duty.
25. If you decide to start dancing in the street, everyone you meet will know all the steps.
26. Police departments give their officers personality tests to make sure they are deliberately assigned a partner who is their total opposite.
I have just made a My Opera widget of my blog! Now, accessing my updates is easier and convenient. All you have to do is download the widget by clicking the bloody rose and if you like it click 'keep it'! Try it! If you have also made widgets of your own blog or site, tell me so I can download it as well. If you guys don't know what I am talking about.. check it out yourselves!
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I am sooo happy. Sooo happy that I even cried more than 10 times early this afternoon. I even jumped and danced in the rain!
June 3, 2009 at 3pm was the moment of truth for us freshmen taking BS Nursing at Trinity University of Asia. We have to pass the nursing aptitude exam, pass the interview and maintain a GPA of 2.15. Also, there should be no inceident reports or any violations made for the whole year.
At 3pm, we would receive a letter on whether or not we are still qualified to continue our studies as a nurse and advance to BSN-II. If we fail, it's either we shift course or move to another school.
Freshmen would either get an envelope containing a letter of "Congratulations" or "Thank you" letter with all your transcripts saying you have to move out.
What did I get?
I was seriously crying even before I got my envelope. I know I'm going to fail. Yet, I was still hoping to the Lord that he will create a miracle that I will pass. I rarely asks stuff to God. Most of the time it's just 'sorry' and 'thank you'. Now I begged him to help me.
I am sooo flippin' happy! OMG! THANK YOU SOO MUCH LORD! I owe this to you! My God! I still can't get over it. I was still crying when I got home from school.
When I got home, I delivered the good news to my parents. It was so-so. As if they were expecting it. They didn't realize the hardships I had to go through just to be accepted in that school! I even got scolded and a few tongue-lashing due to some tuition issues. All my happiness disappeared for a moment. *sigh*
Anyways... THANK YOU GOD!! I SOOO LOVE YOU! Congratulations to my other fellow classmates who also got qualified! As for those who didn't... don't worry. It just means God has other plans for you
But seriously... I was about to attempt suicide if I didn't pass. I already made a farewell post and set it on June 5 so you will only see that post after 2 days after I wrote it. Thank goodness I passed.
Here is the whole text from the letter I got:
TRINITY UNIVERSITY OF ASIA ST. LUKE'S COLLEGE OF NURSING
June 03, 2009
MANGAHAS, LADY KAREN
Greetings from Trinity University of Asia - St. Luke's College of Nursing! We trust this reaches you in great health!
CONGRATULATIONS!
We are pleased to inform you that based on the evaluation of the Nursing Admission and Screening Committe, you are qualified to pursue the BSN II program of Trinity University of Asia - St. Luke's College of Nursing.
Kindly bring this letter during the enrollment for First Semester 2009-2010.
As part of the group of students who have successfully hurdled the screening process, you are required to undergo the following:
Attend the orientation for Second Year Nursing students on the first week of classes
Laboratory and Physical examinations
Details of schedules and venues for the orientation and for laboratory and physical examinations would be posted prior to the start of classes this coming first semester of academic year 2009-2010.
Please be advised, however, that the institution still has the prerogative to cancel or hold you admission for any justifiable or valid reason.
Wife: Dear, the light in the kitchen doesn't work. Can you fix it? Husband: Why? I'm not an electrician!
Wife: The drain in the bathroom is clogged. Can you do something about it? Husband: Why? I'm not a plumber!
Wife: Can you please fix that hole on the ceiling? Husband: Why? I'm not an carpenter!
The husband went out and drank with his friends. When he came back, all of the things his wife was complaining about were fixed.
Husband: Wow! Who fixed those? Wife: The neighbor dropped by and said he will fix everything. But it's either I have sex with him or give him a cake. Husband: So.. did you bake him a cake? Wife: Why? I'm not a baker!
Thanks for Cois! His "How the fight started" made me remember this joke.
OMG! OMG! I just watched the trailer of the movie "New Moon". As some of you may not know, New Moon is the sequel of the book/movie "Twilight". I so love the book (or rather Edward Cullen) but I hate the movie sooo much! Anyways, after watching the trailer... I felt sooo excited! I can't wait to rant about the movie and write a critique about it. I could already say a lot of bad stuff just by watching the trailer.
Okay... I can't control myself and I just have to say this one. WTH!? Did you see the part where Bella (AKA Kirsten Stewart) asked Edward for a kiss? That acting was so weird.
Can I ask for something?
She was like too anxious or in her mind it's like "Come on! Let's get this over with!!! Ugh!" And did you see her face at 0:17? WTF?! But I like the wolf thing. Maybe the special effect will be better this time. They changed the director from Catherine Hardwicke to Chris Weitz, the director of THE GOLDEN COMPASS.
Well, I'm still excited to see the movie... And expect some brutal rants and critisims.
OMG! I just realized it earlier today... I have been a My Opera member for a year already!!! Yey! I don't really know what to say much. Hahaha.. sucks huh?
Okay, enough of my drama regarding my previous post. I'm tired and nothing good will come out of it. Come what may. Anyways, I saw a drawing of Shrek in my notebook earlier while I was cleaning up. I didn't know who draw it but it made me remember a certain text message I received a year ago.
It goes like this:
One day a girl had a new boyfriend. He was so damn ugly. Her friends asked, "Why him?"
She laughed and simply said, "Haven't you girls watched 'Beauty and the Beast'? He'll turn into a prince for sure!"
Their friends laughed out louder and said, "Haven't you watched 'Shrek'? You'll turn into an Ogre for sure!"
Of course I received this text in Tagalog and translated it.
A lot of people should really try to learn that no matter how perfect a certain person's life can be, you just have to realize that your own life is better.
I am sick and tired of people telling me that, "It's okay.", "Don't worry!", most specifically, "It's going to be alright."
I'm not talking about someone in particular. I'm talking about EVERYONE in particular.
Some people need a little head bashing or two. They have to open their eyes and realize that most of the time, saying "Not to worry" or "It's fine" doesn't change anything sometimes, they make it worse.
Actually, this thought has been on my mind for the past few years, and it's about time that I brought it up. This past few days my life is full of "comforting words" from my friends. Not that I blame them, but seriously... (thanks for the effort though) but it doesn't really help.
The worst thing is that they say those lines without even understanding the situation. They fail to accept the truth and live in their own belief of reality. And I'm not just referring to my own situation here.
It's hard to understand and hard to explain.
People think just because I have a family and money to get by means I am happy and practically live better than most of the population. Have you ever wondered what it feels like having something yet feel like having nothing would have been much better? It's like having a brand new gaming console that no matter how hard you try you can't use it. It's like having a family and yet feel it would have been better off if it didn't exist.
Hard to understand... Hard to explain.
No matter what other people say, I can't shake off the feeling that it's all my fault. Even though I said it a thousand times that life would have been better for others if I didn't exist, people try to say, "Awwww Karen... That's not true." Sh*t! Well... I wanna kick the ass of every person that said that. What the hell do they know?! Argh!
Yet, I don't really hate the people who say those "suppose to be comforting" phrases. Even though they understand, even though they want to help... most of the time, that's the only thing they can offer.
Words that can give you a little bit of hope and give you a little tug upwards.
What I really hate at the moment is myself. Because no matter how much lines of concern were said to me, I still feel so hopeless and devastated. I have wasted their efforts of giving me hope that "It's going to be alright."
How dare I detest people just because they are concerned? How can I actually feel that way towards my friends? They are just trying to help yet I'm posting something like this about "how I hate it when people say this and that to me".
I even hate myself more because I can't even say a sincere "Thank you" everytime they try to comfort me. But really... what everyone is trying to do doesn't help. Maybe "Thanks for the effort".
I'm the worst.. ain't I?
All I can say right now is I'm sorry. Sorry. I appreciate the help and all, but saying something to me that "It's going to be alright" just makes me sooo annoyed because it never will. I don't blame the others. I blame myself.
I just grabbed this from Yahoo. Do you simply have an excellent sense of style or are you a bona fide snob? If two or more stuff here fits you... then you are a SNOB. Only one of the stuff here describes me though.
The Name Game You name-drop -- from the pricey bottle of "Dom" you downed last night to how ultra-comfy your new "Gucci" loafers are.
Kennedy-itis You hide the truth about your humble family background. Instead of proudly talking about dad's career as a plumber, you refer to him as an "engineer."
Auto-Phobia When your date shows up in a non-luxury ride (something other than a BMW, Mercedes, or Porsche), you feel the urge to feign illness because you'd rather take an ambulance than get in a "junker."
Shopping Secrets You only shop discount stores at a computer in the privacy of your home because the thought of being spotted with a cart full of goods at K-Mart makes you shudder.
Bling Bias When it comes to engagement rings, smaller stones make you feel bad for the bride.
Food Fears When someone suggests a restaurant where you serve yourself, you laugh. So, any eating that requires waiting in line, especially fast food, is out of the question.
Label Mania Even when it comes to plain old basic white t-shirts, the ones by trusty brands such as Hanes and Fruit of the Loom are out of the question. You need designer names on everything from you socks to your undies.
Gift Gripes When friends give you gifts, you think right away about how much it cost. Maybe you even believe the quality of the relationship is equivalent to the price of the goody. The more expensive the item, the closer you feel to your friend.
Supermarket Snubbing When you see a man tossing Pop-Tarts into his basket at the market, you get the urge to read him the list of unhealthy ingredients. You judge people in the checkout line by the number of frozen entrees and salty snacks they're buying.
Pet Peeves Your "babies" are costly purebreds that you dress like four-pawed princes and princesses. And you judge other pet-owners who don't serve their animals organic dinner off real china.
It has been a long time since I posted another book review.
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