Larry and the Period Guy- Webcomic of the Week

April 29, 2009

I have been a huge fan of this webcomic for years now and I figured that I would start my Cyanide and Happiness comic of the Week to spice things up a bit. So here’s my first webcomic of the week. Enjoy. If you dont get it, then…well, sorry. LOL

Fehzboo

April 27, 2009

Do you have cable?

Do you watch Jimmy Kimmel Live? 

 

Have you seen the episode where they had an Indian man attend a red-carpet event and interview Hollywood celebrities? 

if your answer is No to all of three questions, good. That way, i can have something to talk about. lol

I was watching Jimmy Kimmel Live a couple of days ago and I remembered that particular episode when i opened my email yesterday. I got an invite from a middle-aged Indian man to be his friend in one of the social networks I have signed up with. I actually have a wide circle of friends. I have 518 on one account and 79 on the other most of whom I do not know. haha [I beat Sheldon (of Big Bang Theory) by 6 friends.lol]

Now there realy is no relevance between the two situations nor does it have any relevance in your life, but just keep on reading. LOL 

Okay.  So on that show, like i said, they had assigned an Indian man to attend a Hollywood event. The man’s name was Yeaya or Yaya, and he clearly had no idea who the celebrities were.Once he called out “Snoop Dog!” to one black guy who had no resemblance whatsoever to the famous rapper and this instilled mixed reaction from the poor guy. haha He was like “WTF?!”lol And Yaya responded in a very Indian-y accent wiith “You arrre not Snoop Dog? He was a good man.” I was waiting for him to say “My bad.” haha

But what was really funny was when Yaya started handing out calling cards to celebrities and asks them this question: “Do you have a Fehzboo?” to which they replied “The what?” hahaha It took sometime before one actress finally understood what he meant. FACEBOOK. HAHAHA 

Yaya gave her his card and asked her to add him as a friend on “Fehzboo” and she goes “Sure!” Then Yaya asked her: “Can i POHK you?”hahahahaha

“No! You can NOT POKE me!” lol

I had a good laugh at that one. Makes me waana have an Indian friend. I dont mean to disrespect but I just really have a fondness about people with weird accents. LOL

Back to the Indian dude who sent me an invite, needless to say I declined the request. I didnt know him plus he looks like he was a yoga instructo or someting plus his picture scares me. LOL

CAN I POHK YOU TOO? hahahahaha =p

im furious.

April 19, 2009

Its been over a month since I scribbled something on this side of my universe.  As usual, I have had a couple of ideas in mind about the things I could share but I never really got myself into actually doing it. But what happened to me last week compelled me to finally write  rant.

 

For a month now, I have been volunteering at a local hospital. Its quite small since it’s a primary institution but the patients we have been catering to are TOXIC- that’s nurse lingo for…well, patients with complicated diseases.  Heart problems and pulmonary diseases all abound our hospital. You get the idea.

 

 For the duration of 6 months as a volunteer, we would be assigned to a different area every month. There’s not so much of an “area” we would be assigned to since there’s just the Ward or ER. LOL

This month, I was assigned at the ER. Great. I DON’T LIKE ER. (Madali lang kasi akong mataranta. In short, tarantada.I may be tarantada but Im NOT slow. Tarantada BUT quick naman. Haha )

And so, it was my first duty at the ER last Monday. It started out okay until one of the patients confined at the ward became…toxic so say the least. Everyone was in a hurry to attend to the patient. He was transferred to the ER so that there would be more room for everyone to move and assist. My co-volunteer and I gave way to the senior and staff nurses while we handed over whatever was being asked. The scene was chaotic.  911 had been called to transfer the patient to a tertiary hospital. I was able to assist in ventilating the patient with ambubag while the other volunteer helped in CPR. We were able to stabilize the patient UNTIL, the patient pulled out his tube despite having been restrained. He extubated himself right after 911 arrived. The scene became even more chaotic. The team had to re-insert another tube to stabilize him but time was not on our side. I was witness to a man’s death that afternoon. Despite everyone’s effort in the ER to save his life, he passed away. Although the patient had already a flat line, the team still continued CPR in an attempt to save him.

 

I looked at the clock and it was almost 2pm. I realized that the commotion had been going on for at least 3 hours. That was when I remembered a staff nurse endorsed me her patients at the ward earlier, as they anticipated the transfer. Since clearly, everyone was still busy because of the emergency and I knew I was of little help in that room because of inexperience, I took it upon myself to go to the ward to attend to the needs of the patient of both two staff nurses where I could confidently be able to help.  I figured, if everyone was at the ER, who’s attending to the rest of the patients?  Even though I was assigned at the ER, I was asked to attend to these patients earlier that day while the staff nurse assigned to the arresting patient attended to that particular person. And so I did. The day ended with everyone still shocked, tired, and hungry.  Needless to say, we had lunch at 2:45 that afternoon. 15 minutes away from the next shift.

 

The following day, every staff and volunteer knew about what had happened. This was expected. During endorsement, all the things that has happened previously would be endorsed.  (Kung may propesyon man ng mga chismosa, isali mo na ang mga nurses. Don’t get upset if you disagree with me. Alam ko ‘to kasi nga NURSE ako.lol)  

A meeting was called to address the issues that the consultant had noticed during that emergency situation. I knew it was about the ER incident. As the meeting went on, I felt uneasy. People were looking at me and my co-volunteer intently. I thought they all had staring problems or something was on my face. LOL But later that day, I knew exactly why they all looked at me in that manner.

 

It was endorsement time for the afternoon shift and my partner and I headed to the ER to listen to the endorsement. Since my partner was busy talking to some of the patients, I quietly sat at a corner and waited for the other volunteers and staff to begin. I was just a few meters away when I heard a senior nurse, the same nurse who was also on duty during the chaotic incident last Monday, make kwento to the next shift that she never saw my partner helping during the emergency. I was shocked. My partner did CPR and she did not saw him help?   Then she saw me and asked, “Ikaw Cathleen, wala lagi tika nakita nitabang?”  (Namaannn. My name’s Kat maam. KAT!)  I FRIGGIN choked up. I could not defend myself and remind her neurotic brain that I was beside her when I did the ambubag and held on to that laryngoscope and ET tube for hours while they were attempting to revive the patient. And then I proceeded to the Ward after the patient was pronounced dead. An order that the staff nurse told me which directly came from her. *WHEW!!!* Im sorry for the run-on sentences. If my post could breathe it would have been out of breath.

 

I was lucky.  The staff nurse heard what the senior citizen  nurse was blabbering about and she quickly reminded her that her brain must have been shut down for a day that she could not remember what I did. I was relieved- but not quite. I was furious. Yes. Maybe the senior has a degenerative brain disorder,  but I thought the way she handled it was unprofessional. She told that story in front of the resident doctor, the next senior nurse….practically the entire afternoon shit shift. How hard is it to ask a person? She could have just asked me personally and NOT in front of everybody else.

 

They were right. The previous volunteers already gave me a heads-up about the senior. She will absolutely pin everyone else down if something did not go right. Her style is that, she’ll tell everybody else and blame it to other nurses just to save herself.  LOSER STYLE.  The obvious thing that will happen is that most of the people will believe her since she’s already…well…old. lol

 But what pissed me off even more was that I did not stand up for myself. *bummer*

 

I got home, slumped on the bed, and cried. Told my boyfriend and a close friend just to let it all out.

It does not help when you feel like you’re in the wrong profession and you do your best only for some ancient human being to bring you down.

 

Everyday, I suppress the feeling that I hate my job. Im trying so hard to put on a cheery face and make sense of it all. I don’t like watching people die. Im not that strong. Its on those situations where I meet people during the worst day of their life.

*Don’t ask me why I took up Nursing. That’s another story.*

 

Right now, I am calling upon  my Higher POWER.

 

REMIND ME AGAIN WHY I AM IN THIS PROFESSION. PLEASE.

 

Do you hate your job? Wanna join the club?

25 facts

March 19, 2009

 

I got this tag from one of my new found blogger-friend (feeling close na ako ha. ) the banana-loving vanvan.  I have also been reading a lot of bloggers doing this tag so, join na rin ako. Haha

 

So, here’s a quick (?) list of 25 random facts about the resident Kat on i.ph. (If you also happen to be named Kat, well, it’s a free world and you can proclaim whatever it is that you want. Self-proclamation is the new black sweetie. )

 

1. I WANT TO BE A ROCKSTAR. Yep. If I had my way, I would like to be  in a grunge-brit rock-electric-jazz band. Now that’s a new genre. Haha
2. I want to be Oprahs’ neighbor. We’d be like, “Hey you got sugar?” But then again, she’s Oprah. She has got to have EVERY imaginable sugar on the planet. White sugar, brown sugar, powdered sugar, confectioner’s sugar, granulated sugar, sugar for the diabetic folks…everything.
3. I am gullible. Its not hard for someone to pull a prank on me. ( LOSER. ) My student once tricked me 10 times in the course of 2 hours. That’s 10 times. And he is only 9 years old. Ugh.
4. One of my favorite set(?) of people would be the English. Im just in love with their accent and their humor is like a billion years away compared to that of  the American humor that we are so accustomed to.
5. I am a meanie. A subtle meanie. I don’t bully losers. I just have this craving to make fun of boys who I feel like is more dainty than I am.
6. One of my fondest moments when I was a kid was when I had a fight with our boy neighbor. We were both around 7 or 8 years old that time and I whipped his ass! YEAH!!! I punched him on the face, sides of his body and the ultimate blow was when I hit his abdomen that he crawled on the floor.  Ah…those were the days. So sweet.
7. I am a feminist. Can you tell? LOL
8. I hate boybands. Back in the days when every girl I know was swooning over Backstreet Boys or Nsync, I was all-out for the Spice Girls. Hahaha Girl Power!
9. My first crush was probably Kurt Cobain. After he died, I cursed Courtney Love till the ends of the earth.
10. If I were to have surgery on my face, I would pattern (?) it after my ultimate model crush: BRUNA TENORIO.
11. I like to take pictures and edit them on Photoshop. I like how a bland picture could transform into a creative and powerful image.
12. I have already planned the names of my spawn. Haha
13. I could watch Fashion TV the whole day.
14. I am a HUGE fan of crime tv shows such as CSI Las Vegas, Criminal Minds and Dexter. Nothing seems too  horrible for me now. Tsk. Blame it on tv.
15. I ABSOLUTELY LOVE WATCHING SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS.
16. My name in Greek  means pure.  Im not so sure if it’s pure evil or pure good. Take your pick. Haha
17. My favorite color would have to be black. When asked why, I always use the proverbial “Black is the mixture  of every color”.
18. I am trapped inside a body a teenage boy. You get the idea. Haha
19. Since I grew up with 5 brothers, I am not intimidated by boys. Getting along with girls seems to be a more daunting task.
20. I like gay people. They are so flamboyant.
21. I have Scoliosis.
22. I am legally blind.
23. I suffer from chronic pain due to migraines which I had endearingly referred to as Mr. M. why MISTER? Well. It’s a given fact that boys give me headaches. LABAD!!!
24. I have a dog named Turf.
25. Id like to learn the French language.

 

There. That’s my share of 25 facts about me. Since this list should be passed on to bloggers who would like to indulge in a bit of time for themselves, im tagging the following people:

 

CHOCO

QUICKMELT

JANUS- im sure nagawa mo na to. hahaha

BIG BAD EJ

ANGIE

YEINE

CAGS

JINPOL

PURPLEWORM

LIZETH

 

 Tag along! ciao!

Going Gaga over Roisin Murphy

February 25, 2009

I’m not usually a big fan of pop music but lately I have been drawn to Lady Gaga.  I have seen a video of her singing acoustic to Poker Face- her new single after her hit song Just Dance.  The melody was weird but her voice is so amazing. Try singing a song with the lyrics “P-p-p-poker Face P-p-p-poker Face” in acoustic! I don’t know about you guys but she is pretty famous in Hollywood for pulling off some outrageous outfits and makeup and not to mention some serious beats. Her new single “Poker Face” is reminiscent to that of “Just Dance” only it has more variety than just the usual dance rhythm. Her video is also eye candy. Just as you would expect from its title, the scene includes sexy people playing poker.They were dancing, gyrating and rubbing each other like a group of earthworms huddled together after you have poured salt on them. LOL. I’m sure fans of gambling and sexy people are very much satisfied with it. Speaking of gambling, I came across this site that is all about the world of internet casino. (Calling all gamblers… gamble away! ;D )

 

Although I am not about to call myself a big fan of Lady G, I think she’s something fresh to look at. I just hope that just for once, I could see her wearing trousers. Hahaha

By the way, people who compares her to ROISIN MURPHY, is absolutely ridiculous.

 

Roisin Murphy is in a league of her own. She is untouchable.  Next to Bjork, she is the goddess of eclecticism- if there is such a word. LOL

Have a great week ahead everyone!

Caught up on the web

How often do you spend or waste your time on the Internet? Chix told me he could surf the net the whole day. Me? I would say that I probably spend maybe 4-5 hours scouring the web for just about anything. On a regular basis, I browse the net for checking my emails, my accounts of different social networks, which grows increasingly annoying with regards to the number of jologs joining by the minute. Next is updating my blog, reading other people’s blog, music, searching for jobs, recipes, fashion, pictures of LOLdogs and just about every info I could get which suits my fancy at the moment. I even searched for internet casinos since my brother is so caught up with this whole casino and poker thing.

 

Because I have all the time in the world  to search for weird, interesting,  and popular things on the internet, I am almost always bound to waste a couple of minutes reading comments of articles. I don’t know why I read them but I just do.  Its quite interesting to me to actually know how other  people react to what is written or posted on the web. Some might surprise or amuse you. People might share the same insight as you do but for the most part, some people are JUST PLAIN DUMB. On the top of my list are the people who read something or seen a video from a certain website and almost immediately regards the whole thing as TRUE  and FACTUAL. For all you know, a dog could have typed that article!!!

 
 

Another example  are the constant comment battles. The exchange of grammatically incorrect sentences of epic proportions and substitution of spelling “know” as “noe” to come off of as cool is quite disturbing.  (Take a moment of silence to thank your English teachers for introducing you to English 101 and forcing you to write on those horrid Formal and Informal themes.)

 

 We just cant seem to get enough of topics to argue about.  You just cant believe WHAT these people are fighting for to the extent that they attack each other’s sex, religion or ethnicity. One of the most ridiculous topics that these dimwits were arguing about was the popularity of the grueling noon time shows on TV- Wowowee vs. Eat Bulaga which eventually leads to the network rivalry. (I mean, SERIOUSLY???) Another example would be the whole account of Chris Brown’s alleged assault of Rihanna. (Showbiz!)  A couple of readers commented that if Chris really assaulted Rihanna, the whole matter should be dealt with accordingly and that he should pay for the consequences blah blah. But there was one comment that I just could not shrug off. The comment read:

 

” So what if Chris Brown is a woman-beater? I still love and support him no matter what!”

 

Isn’t it sad? Ignorance at its finest. And this fan IS a woman.

(kalami na lang jud itamparos!)

 

So there. You just had your fair share of wasted time on the Internet. 

Waste your time some more and you’ll eventually find something to rant about. LOL

For the Love of Broccoli

February 22, 2009

DUE TO THE WEEK-LONG DOWNTIME OF I.PH, THE FOLLOWING POST IS A ALSO A WEEK-LONG LATE FROM THE DATE I WAS SUPPOSED TO POST IT. *This doesn’t make sense anymore so Im going to shut up and just post the friggin not-so-lovey-dovey-love-post-thingy. Shush now Kat! NO IM NOT TAKING PILLS. Enjoy reading…* 

This so called “Love Month” have dictated people such as bloggers to post something about love.  I have nothing against it but sometimes, it’s just overkill.  And on that note, IM GOING TO KILL IT SOME MORE. Yeah! Hahaha

A good friend of mine by the name of QUICKMELT, sent me a message that read: VALENTINE’S DAY has made us all capitalists. I could not agree more. Business men all across the globe must be rejoicing at the flow of money coming in their way. I mean seriously, could you imagine how many guys are pouring out cash to shower their “honey bunch” or “amore” or “Langga” with all things that’s sweet and nice? The generic flowers, chocolates, cards and dining out left an impression on most of us that this was how couples SHOULD celebrate.  I’m not a hopeless romantic.  For the duration of my relationship with “chix”, we haven’t had a planned out Valentines date. Yup.  Both of us didn’t like the idea of joining in the bandwagon of smitten couples on that day. So usually, I spend it with friends and so does he. So we “celebrated” the day before Valentines. We had dinner and we went to our favorite hangout place and saw some of his friends. We talked a LOT about anything.  It may not have been the most romantic or fun date for others but we like it that way. *Low-key kay basig masakpan naglaag-laag ang Kat!* hahaha  

BUT….I’ll leave out my Valentine’s Day story as it was…not what I had hoped for. :( Yup.  One word: HORMONES.  Today you’re cheery and all smiles, tomorrow you’re the biggest grouch! Enough.  I think you have an idea of what had transpired on that day.

Anyway, why do men give chocolates to women?

 

 

 WHY NOT BROCOLLI?

It looks like a bouquet of green flowers to me. Plus, its edible and it has less fat and a lot of calcium in it.

What’s your story Morning Glory?