Beer and Fireworks = Bad Combination

This is just one of the many reasons why I don't drink and why I highly discourage anyone else from drinking. Beer makes someone lose their selves for a while. Beer is a very good CNS depressant so your thinking and good judgement are impaired. This is the reason why there are so many drunk people out there who does stupid things like murder, rape, theft, and just plainly making a fool of themselves by lying unconscious on street corners. Not to mention that most vehicular related accidents are caused by drunk drivers.

There are so many health risks that I could give you that is related to drinking.

• Increased risk of accidents
• strokes caused by bleeding
• medication interactions - including non-prescription drugs
• breast cancer - alcohol increases estrogen levels, which is a risk for premenopausal women
• birth defects - fetal alcohol effect (FAE) and low birth weight
• liver cirrhosis
  
• heavier drinking - many people, such as recovering alcoholics, can't maintain moderation

source: http://www.med.unc.edu/alcohol/education/benefits.html

Not to mention that drinking could actually lead to an alcohol induced neurosis or dementia. I'll blog about this in a separare blog.

So for alcoholics out there limit drinking. For those thinking of starting drinking, don't start.

My First Coverpage at Seventeen

This is my very first coverpage! I was quite shy at first and hesitant to pose during the pictorials but as soon as I got the hang of it everything went as if I've been modeling for many years now...

Hahaha... if only the things I said were true. But you might have noticed by now that this magazine cover is a fake one. But it does have some appeal right?

I have always wondered how people made magazine covers with their pictures as it's coverpage. My wondering has finally been solved when I discovered
magmypic.com.

Just go to http://www.magmypic.com and then you can upload your photo and choose from several magazine covers. You can then easily post them to your blogger, myspace, or any other accounts with a click of a button.

What are you waiting for? Take your pictures now for your very own glamorous cover page!

My Definition of Doom

Doom as defined by Answers.com is the following:

1. Inevitable destruction or ruin.
2. Fate, especially a tragic or ruinous one.
3. A decision or judgment, especially an official condemnation to a severe penalty.
4. Judgment Day.
5. A statute or ordinance, especially one in force in Anglo-Saxon England.

But in my own personal life, doom is my inability to manage my time effectively and mismanaging my priorities. So what happens next? My work and responsibilities piles up and I am unable to prepare for these responsibilities well enough resulting in massive and successive failures.

Time is not on my side here people. I still have a lot of things to do and I am panicking already. It's quite handy though that I have an excuse for being tardy and lazy. And this excuse is the nursing life is hard and difficult. This is even manifested by the great number of casualties in the college of nursing at Xavier Universirty...

But I have no one else to blame but myself... at least I'm not failing in medical-surgical nursing but I could have received a higher grade than C if only I studied. Anyway, it's too late for regrets now and I've gotten over it already. At least my RLE is a B-.

I have a lot of things on my mind that I want to blog right now but I just don't have the time so I'll go back to my studies now and I'll be sure to update my blog as soon as I can. Maybe this coming Saturday or so...

So many thoughts so little time

Aah! i have so many ideas that I would like to blog right now but I really don't have the time to do so. I have so many projects and exams in queue and it's even more amazing that I'm not really in a state of panic like my other classmates are right now. I could really feel their tension and frustrations and I'm like "hey what's up dudes and dudettes?!".

Hahaha, shame on me... ok I have to go back to my studying right now. I'll update my blog soon enough when I can. Maybe this Saturday? hehehe...

The Proper Handwashing Poem by Ms. Ansay

I was searching the net for guidelines on proper hand washing when I stumbled upon a poem by a fellow nursing student, Ms. Danica Ansay, who studies at University of the East Ramon Magsaysay (UERM)., Here is a link to her poem: Proper Hand Washing!^_^

At first I was wondering why it sounds like a poem until I realized it is a poem. After reading the whole thing I was quite amazed how Ms. Ansay was able to incorporate the nursing procedure of handwashing into a delightful piece. The poem is very witty and funny. Why don't you read the poem for your self:

*Assuming that I did demonstrate the Hand Washing to you

Upon opening the door

You first stole me with your machong-machong body

Standing beside the sink located beside the door

Waiting for me, ay shit! Joke lang!

I mean waiting for the next student to demonstrate

the Proper Hand Washing

Suddenly after we sat,

I heard you call my name, Ms. Ansay!

OMG! I can’t believe I hear you call my stolen name

Walking towards the sink while stealing your sight

Preparing the materials upon preparing my heart

While starting the demonstration

I started to explain the meaning of Asepsis

As a freedom of my friendship with you

The purpose of Hand Washing is to prevent

the shyness I feel inside of me

And thus, I will now perform the Proper Hand Washing

First I will get a tissue to dry your tears and make you smile

Then I will open the faucet just enough to my satisfaction

Throwing the tissue away to the waste receptacle

Wetting my arms from elbow to fingers

Placing my hands lower than my elbow

I will get again another tissue to wipe my drool

while looking at you

Then throw again the tissue away from me

Rubbing the soap from palm to palm

Like kissing each other from cheeks to cheeks

Next is the interlace, then the dorsal part of my hand

Now the spider with my fingers rubbing my palm in circular motion

together with my eyes looking at your posture cephalocaudal

Then my fingers with five strokes each

while saying, ‘my-chu-va-chu-chu’

Lastly with circular motion rubbing my arms from wrist to elbow

Dreaming and wishing that you’re standing right next to me

holding my arms and together we will go to paradise

Now I start rinsing my arms from elbow to my fingers

Feeling the warmth of your hands embracing my coca-cola body

Picking the last tissue to dry my tears of loneliness

before saying goodbye

Throwing the tissue of my tears away from my sight

Getting the towel to pot dry my arms from hands to elbow

Wishing that you were the one who dries my tears

and makes me feel special

Preparing myself for the evaluation

A little spray of perfume and a touch of powder

I think is enough for him to notice me

Feeling nervous while standing in front of you

Listening to what you say and do

Rejoicing for what you’ve said

Giving thanks for passing me

And specially for your time and cooperation.