Blah!

It's P.E. Night, year 2005. I was one of the performers. Obviously, I told my boyfriend about it and asked him to watch me perform on stage.

After the program, I went looking for him at the bleachers because I expected him to be there. But nope. Sadly, I found him at BoyzTrek playing DoTA. 

I asked if he went in to see me dance. He said no because he wasn't able to secure a seat. BS! My friends who came in late were able to. Pag ayaw talaga maraming dahilan. Strike 254 na ka ha. 

Wala lang. Naremember ko lang. Pati ang exact date. Hahaha

The truth hurts: Desperate Housewives, Teri Hatcher’s punchline on Philippine med schools

       I wouldn’t have known this issue if it wasn’t for the bonus question that was on my last exam; asking to write an essay regarding the line dropped by Teri Hatcher on the recent episode of a popular TV Soap Desperate Housewives, a joke about the Philippine med schools, a slur to the Filipino race.

      The line goes like this “Okay. Before going further, can I check these diplomas cause I would just like to make sure that they’re not from some med school in the Philippines?” This episode was aired last September 30, 2007.

      That punchline was supposed to be a joke, but a lot of Filipinos (of course) find it racist and discriminating. There was even an online petition of Filipino Americans demanding for a public apology from the network and the soap.

       I am a Filipino, but disgracing as it seems, I do find it funny knowing that a lot of people here in our country can just go somewhere underground to have their educational background fixed, have their fake diplomas made and poof! Instantly they become a "graduate" of a prestigious university without even spending too much. And yes, how can I forget that June 2006 Nursing Local Board Exam leakage? That was really controversial, and it was an issue and has been known to Nursing Associations globally. It in fact, ruined the credibility of our nurses-to-be.

      Could these be just some of the reasons that might have spurred why the writer came up with such script?

      Racist, yes. Discriminating, yes. But it only speaks of reality, right? The truth hurts. It is definitely an insult to the Filipino race, but on the brighter side that episode on Desperate Housewives has opened our eyes. I know a lot of issues have spurted out about things like these, but we never learn. Instead of charging to arms about the this issue on racism, why don’t we just focus on the things that ignited the issue? The rampant cheating in our country, and the deteriorating quality of education our schools are giving, just to name some.

     I am pretty sure that a lot of Filipinos are good enough, or yet even better than some medical practitioners in the US. A lot of Filipinos are known for their tender-loving-care, a lot have already proven themselves skilled, capable and knowledgeable. The line Teri Hatcher uttered is even invalid, because diplomas alone don’t make someone a doctor. Filipino doctors who migrated to US that took and passed the same USMLE (United States Medical Licensing Exams) that US Doctors take prove that medical school in the Philippines are just as competent as any other medical school in any country or the United States. So, what’s with the fuss? We don’t need to fire up. We just have to prove them, they are wrong.

      As the famous cliché goes “Bato-bato sa langit ang tamaan,wag magagalit” If we don’t find it a joke, do we plead guilty?

We are the champions!

It has been days since the College of Nursing was declared champions in the recent cheerdance competition during the Palarong Atenista 2007. I still can't get over it.

Panthers Pep Squad

Worth it ang kakapoy!

Grabe!

Today was a rather dramatic day. At may energy pa akong magblog ha.

After weeks of back-breaking midnight practices, we finally performed our cheerdance routine. 

Days before the final performance, there had been talks on which Divisions will make it to the top. Of course, no one was allowed to practice outside the campus, so pretty much everybody can see everything we did. From the warm-ups to our kalokohans to our kapalpakans to the rehearsals. Everything. 

Among the nine competing divisions, the Accountancy (ACC), Humanities (HUM), and the College of Nursing (CON) were performing really well during practices. So most of the people already had their eyes and were rooting for these three divisions.

I agree with them. Like what I said, we can see everything. Basing on my own judgment, I have the same top choices.

So tonight, in the last day of Palarong Atenista 2007, we finally danced our hearts out. Those three divisions I have mentioned performed really really really well. And on the same night, the winners were announced.

Just so you know, during inter-division cheerdance competition, all divisions will wear the standard, boring, and plain cheerdance uniform. So yeah, we're judged only for our performances.

The second runner-up was bagged by the Social Sciences (SS) Division. I can hear the SS students screaming on the bleachers, but the silence at the back stage was more deafening. Everyone was shocked.

Then Accountancy Division took home the first runner-up trophy. It's not surprising because they were really really good.

That's when almost everyone from both CON and HUM squads started to cry because there's only ONE effin spot left for the winner and there were still TWO amazing teams. And what's worse, there was a two-and-a-half-minute intermission number before they announced the champion.

That was the longest 2 and a half minutes of my life. 

But I'm not going to make it longer anymore because we, the College of Nursing, brought home the bacon. Yay!

Trip mo, trip ko?

My friends and I are planning to hike Mt. Pandadagsaan (a.k.a. White Peak). I tried to convince my boyfriend to go with me because I want to experience doing the things I love to do with him. But he is not interested.

I love to go out and travel but he doesn't. How I wish he'd go with me even just once. Sinasabayan ko naman mga trip nya. Played PC games with him even if it's not really something I'd like to do. Pffft.