It worked!

I just got out of a fever. Then, I had an exam in this subject (which i prefer not to name). I crammed. I tried to study but I don't have enough notes (because i don't practice note-taking). All i had was this about-an-inch readings which i didn't manage to study because i did my ritual [the crying-coz-pressure-filled-my-system thing]. After the ritual, i studied, didn't somehow finish all of it because i fell asleep. Then the following morning, i realized that i was 1-hour late for my 1-hour exam. Darn it! So i spent my time thinking of what to do... and i came up with this equation:

Quake cake + Kisses = Excuse letter

Then i went to see a doctor and got an excuse letter with a note of "acute tonsilitis". I know induced my sickness (which is a very bad thing to do) but i got no choice and i don't wish to fail in that subject.
ok.. i am now ready accept negative criticisms.. :((

Til Death Do Love Birds Part

December 31, 2008 (morning) - we woke up and found blood shed all over the tiles. Feathers were found everywhere. Early morning cheerful chirping were almost not heard. Instead, little voices from our two love bird cages caught our attention. Almost dying, obviously in pain - these were what flashed our sights. Grievous, dreadful - a tearful sight was seen. Truly, no one would wish to see a scene as cruel as that. One in each pair of our new two pairs of lovebirds were attacked by rats (who would have thought that those pests will attack our birds). We applied first aid to the injured birds while waiting for my tito, who is a vet, to arrive. About 9 o'clock, i assisted Tito Jun in the operation. The left wing of the Gray one was fractured and the connective nerves were cut. There was no chance to suture the wing since the injury was very ferocious. The chance of its survival is 80-20. 80 for death, 20 for survival. The only way to prolong its life was by amputating its wing. While cutting the left wing which is barely connected to a few tissues, I can almost feel the pain that the gray bird was feeling.

After the surgery, we applied medicine to the wound to avoid infection and bleeding. The second injured bird (the green with blue one) also had a fractured wing. We just applied wing brace and medicine on the wound. However, the chance of its survival was also not assured.

December 31, 2008 (afternoon) - as predicted, the gray one past away. It was found lying on the cage, eyes open. The painful part was not really the death of the bird because we already expected it to happen. It was the part when its pair, the yellow one, was jumping and chirping all over the cage... maybe it was asking for help... asking for us to try reviving his partner.

Maybe I am just being melodramatic, but from what i know, love birds don't exist alone. They need their pairs in order to survive. I really took pity for it... exaggerated but I really could not look at it...could not even bury the bird I first had surgery on.

In my whole 2008, that was the most tragic part that happened. Now, who am i to blame in that incident, of course, the RATS! I really hate every single species of rats in the world. No, i hate all rodents in the world - every single species in their family.Even those who look like one.

Being More Rather Than Having More

it is indeed a different kind of experience to teach basic reading lessons to a 16-year old guy. at first, i was really scared because eventhough i haven't seen him, i know for sure that he is bigger than i am. what really scared me is the fact that he is a special child. he is mentally retarded. he is 16 years old but his mind is for 4 year-old kids. before the start of his session, i really wanted to tell the supervisor that i can't handle him... but he said i should give it a try. as i was teaching him, i've seen that he is harmless and is eager to learn. right there and then, i realized that if i'll give up teaching him, maybe no one else would ever dare do that. maybe he had been through lots of tutors and they cannot take his case that's why they quit. if i will do the same, he would never learn. he would just be what he is right now.
why do i still teach him eventhough im not paid at a high rate? maybe i just wanna be more..not have more.

*haha.grabe, i never knew i'll have this kind of outlook on life*

I say..

"basta alam mong tama ka, wag kang magpapaapekto." this is what kei told me last night. Thanks Kei! tama ka talaga..

CARES. people care about people. when people care about you, they love you. but sometimes, they tend to care so much that they even forget to think if the person they're caring for still likes the attention they are giving. they tend to care so much that they even care for the things they shouldnt be caring about.
ADVICES.people give advice to people whom they think need it. but advices are just advices. it is never an SOP to follow the advice that was given to you. and sometimes, you appreciate an advice if the person who'll give it knows the whole story and not just mere gossips. you tend to appreciate an advice given by close friends or the people you really trust. for me, advices are better asked rather than given.
LOVE. when people love you, they dont hurt you. they know their boundaries. they know if they are needed or not. they dont just tell you things in a hurtful manner. they tend to feel what you are feeling. they say their comments in a way that you will realize your faults without even entertaining the idea of them-hurting-you.
ME. i am a bit sensitive. sometimes passive. a bit intolerable. seldom weak. oftentimes outgoing. super bit introvert. sometimes submissive. seldom self-centered. not always idealistic. often skeptical. a little bit gullible. often misunderstood. many description fits me. but still, even i cant understand who i really am. but i am certain that i know myself more than anyone else in this world.
OPINION. someone's opinion on what is right may not be right for others. no one is obliged to believe on the things other people are saying. it is a person's prerogative to refuse on someone's beliefs.
each of us has our own way of running our lives. if you think their ruining theirs, the least you can do is to let them be. afterall, i believe that no sane person will ever let their lives be miserable.