Think passion-driven thoughts

My friend rayah and I declared this year to be a passion-driven year..so far, i have not been passionate about anything except..bumming my barely existing ass off..and all words synonymous to it.

I dont think I have read enough as i wished and promised for this year. My desk is filled with untouched books and the following listed are books I've forced myself into reading:

1. American Gods by Neil Gaiman (no comment..seriously.)
2. Archie Comics - (are you kidding me??)
3. 1st chapter of Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte ("Then you can rightfully say you've read the book" as verbalized by my 2nd year English Litt professor)

Even my Med-Surg and Pharmacology books are massively ignored.

Do you know that thing you do when out of anger or frustration you just rub your face off in a quick and irritating gesture? I have been doing that often, in hopes of rubbing my existence off the planet. Ask me why. I have come up with a very depressing list..

1. Last April 22, 2008, I did a postmortem care on a newborn baby who just had approximately a lifespan of 12 hours. It is sad how people younger than i am die before I do.

"A person's a person no matter how small."
- Horton

If you are reading this, spare a while to think about the unborn and the dead babies. Pray, for they have been deprived of everything.

2. I still have to wake up very early for duty. How early? Inhumanely slash mercilessly slash cruelly early. As early as 3:30 am.

3. Our family driver who is very close to our hearts is now leaving for a greener pasture- Novaliches city. Kuya will be very much missed.

My dad has officially declared it.. I am now a full-fledged driver with a history of swerving who brutally ran over and mutilated a chicken (worth php500) and extinguished a perfectly good bicycle tire(worth php 500 for repair) during one of my backing escapades.

4. Local and international news that brought me into having bangungots again:

- The Austrian pervert who locked her daughter in a basement for 24 years
- a dolphin was found dead in boracay
- incessant sensationalized chismis about people hailed and branded as more significant than the rest of us (I dont care about their [insert sensationalized issue here] )
- Dyesebel

5. Something about the world crisis. While Leonardo di Carpio's The 11th hour bored me to a grotesque death, it still spoke of a rampant crisis that the Inconvenient truth already conveniently discussed. I plan to not utilize styrofoam ( styrofoams do not decompose) as much as possible and to re-use my Zip-lock and my Dr. Edward's bottle. I'll come up with better resolutions on a different post. Maybe on Pangeae day.

So there. My list. "Life gets fainter and fainter everyday" as verbalized by Homer Simpson.

Note to self: Watch less cartoons. And think passion-driven thoughts.