The Moon

We're both staring at each other

Like lovers in love

But the distance keeping us together

is killing us both

Your shimmering glow

embraces and takes me away from darkness

The silence and you

is all I need

to help me from desolation and grief

Them Part 2

Now all of my friends want to star in my post. funny, they told me they'll keep on refreshing my blog's page hoping some day their names will appear on my post,too. one at a time guys.

Name: Tyron S.

Title: The Confused

Pet Peeve: People asking questions

Likes: Photography

Hates: his crappy DSLR

Quote: "Ayaw kataranta kay hitsuraan ta!"

My, my, my Tyron...I think my SLR is way better than yours.*evil laugh* But nothing ever compares to your shots. I may have a better Nikon but you're still good in capturing candid captions. My D5000 is better than your D40 but you're still better when it comes to editing and I may have a better and more expensive one than yours but you're far better in pressing and turning the knobs on our gadgets.

It still boils down to one thing though - mine is better than yours. *wink*

We're not batch mates not even college mates but he's the one who worked on my beautiful portfolio (of course thanks for Mike G. for his clothes. those were not mine). He's good tinkering with cameras and other gadgets but somehow slow on Physics. hahaha. Don't worry Ty, I flunked Physics,too. If there's one emo kid that I would like to burn in a stake, that would be him. Just kidding. He's confused in a way that he wants to please people but he can't people it's because you can't please anybody, Ty.

Name: Eileen B.

Title: The Bad Hairday

Pet Peeve: Me! wahahahah

Likes: Food

Hates: Me!

Quote: "Let's buy some more wax to remove my mustache"

Her name's Eileen but I normally call her Jahzel (pronounced as Jay-zel). Sometimes the bushy girl or the big-mouth girl. I've known Jahzel for years now and up to now, I still annoy her like hell and she doesn't want it. Who would? *big grin* especially when it comes to her hair. Almost everyday I told her about her hair that it looks like a mane of a lion - too unruly, no patterns and most of all, she looks like an afro. See, that's why her pet peeve's me. We -together with our classmate Liezl ate at the same time, study at the same time and even walk at the same time except for her, well for the last part no really.You see, she's slow. too slow. like molasses dripping kinda slow. she's dragging us down. At noontime and it's freaking hot, she normally walks waltzing like the weather's cool but it' not! Maybe, just maybe there's an A/C hiding beneath her hair. goodness, I'm corny.

Name: Niño P.

Title: The Party Person

Pet peeve: Party Poopers

Likes: Do i have to answer this? *wink*

Hates: Past relationships

Quotes: "ROW!" "anxia na kung anxia!" "bonggang-bongga"

Kuya nins - we call him that. of course the fact that he's tall and also the fact that he's way older than us, you know, respect your elders. We were classmates back in College from 1st to 2nd year but he...hmm...how do I say this in order for him not to get offended...uhh...I know.... he changed his destiny in another school. :) but we still had a lot of fun even though he's been transferred to our rival nursing school. We always gate crash at their mansion during and after college. His family is so cool that we even get to stay up late and all. Kuya nin's is also a badass singer. bumibirit ang tae! I know he's better but wait till I get back, Karaoke time! He's obsessed with going to the gym and losing weight but he also smokes, eat and drinks a lot so his gym sessions were useless.

Coming

I watched in dismay

as the clock's hands strikes nine

When can I get out of here

My beating heart couldn't take it no more

Your presence I need the most

Craving for your gentle caress

Don't worry, my love

I'll be there soon

Summer

The humid air is starting to awaken

as the scorching sun greets the world Hello

The warm feeling of the sun's rays

ending the flowers' joyful buds as they wilt

Returning the rainbow colored world

into a hazy and indistinct gray

Oh, how I miss the soothing rain

Holy Week

I totally forgot, Holy Week is coming or is it already this week. I don't know. I'm sorry the Middle East doesn't have that kind of Celebration, you already know why.

I love the Holy Week - the silence, the discerning of people who Christ really is and how He perished and died for us to redeem us from salvation. It's also the time where family members don't have work and end up being at home together with the other household members. Eating rice cakes, fish and watching Christian films is always as its best when it comes to this time of the year.

Unfortunately, some people don't understand what Holy Week really is. For some people, it's a time for vacation. I just don't know why. They go to beaches and resorts just to relax and to chill amidst their tiring work life. Drinking and partying is on their list, too. They forgot Him. The one who gives them money for their fare and accommodation and food and the booze they drink but the people totally forgot God or Christ.

I'm not trying to have a sermon here but that's just the way I see. Why don't they just stay on their homes with their families, discerning and contemplating the fruits of their labor and thanking the Omnipotent One for the blessings. I'm not anti - party or vacation but when you're there, try to at least remember that during the Holy week (even though this is not the actual week Christ died) some things should be remembered and enjoyed aside from partying.

Bath

Turning the knob and closing the door

I can feel sanctuary inside these four walls

The silence I heard except for the streaming of water

gushing out of the mouths of faucets

Naked am I going inside

Feeling the coldness as drips of water running down

from my bosom to my foot

Rejuvenated, at last

Them Part 1

It's been a while now since I stayed here in Qatar and I still didn't gain any friends other than my household members. Yes, I made some but not we're not really that close yet. That's why I think of my friends in the Philippines a lot just to keep me company although not physically but the way we laugh and make jokes back then feels like they're just here with me. These are some of my College friends that I miss:

Name: Carmelle F.

Title: The Racist

Pet Peeve: Yamar's acting. hahah

Hates: no internet and brown outs.

Likes: the color Purple

Quote: "wala lagi kay syphilis kay virgin pa ka!"

If you're looking for a perfect girl - tall, great vital statistics, toned, and white complexion - well, better find someone else because that really doesn't describe her even a bit. she's tall alright but I'm taller. We were classmates back then in College and had a blast together. Talking nonsense, eating a lot, and copying each other's notes and answers during exams sometimes. well, not really sometimes. all the time. I remembered the time when both of us got the highest score during a long exam which made us pass the whole subject. Two heads are better than one, as I say. We were seat mates on our Nursing Review, too! Which made me think that I would definitely fail since we both sometimes don't listen to the instructor and just eat siomai outside the room. Thank God we both passed the board. What I miss about her is the constant nonsense raving which then turns into a boom of laughter and when asked about what's funny, she doesn't really know.

Name: Yahya- Mar A.(yes, he's a muslim)

Title: The Timid

Pet Peeve: being sweaty

Hates: Pork

Likes: Staring at the moon, listening to the gushing waves -totally emo

Quote: "Unsa gani spelling sa tongue? T-O-U-N-G-E bah? tama ba?"

I still remembered how he said that quote. with utmost naive and an innocent-ish look, he asked me discreetly but I blurted out in laughter which somehow spilled it so the whole group knew. Yam's the dead-ma type of boy and I thought them Muslims are fierce and all that but him, he's not. Both Chen and I kind of like his company because he's our laughing stock and he doesn't mind being one. When either Chen and I we're being laughed at, we can sometimes be easily affected but not him. He just laughed at it also and jives in with the group's groove. He's also Chen's favorite past time for Carmelle is one heck of a racist but he doesn't mind.

Name: Mike G.

Title: The Hypertensive One

Pet Peeve: People better than him

Hates: Failure

Likes: Fancy Clothes

Quote: "Sakto ko ui! sakto lagi ko! sakto ko! diba? diba? diba? wait lang. sakto ba ko?"

The Metro-sexual among the group he's kind of good on choosing and wearing clothes which makes us personal assistants when we're with him. He's also the tallest one which makes me short, Chen shorter, and Yam's a Hobbit. He's practically good in class which annoys us because he didn't let us copy his answers. But sometimes, he does though but only 5-10 questions. bummer. He gets angry a lot when it comes to rationalizing answers. His answers should be correct because he studied it and justifies it over and over again until the answers are out and he's wrong and we're all right. He's too assertive for a male species. Well, of course, he's born with a lawyer mom.

More friends to come!

Missing you guys,

Paul the Invisible

Letter

I'm sorry. This blog is my only outlet. I can't see you often. I don't care if you're never gonna read this. actually, I do care but I don't have a choice. that's yours so I'm going to respect that. I am not gonna cry again as promised but somehow I just can't hold back the tears.

I'm sorry.

GLEEK!

Quinn: "I don't care if that baby comes out with a mohawk, I will go to my grave claiming it is Finn's."
Puck: "It would be pretty awesome if it came out with a mohawk."

Darn, I love this series! I think I've watched this 5 times already and I can't wait on April 13, 2010 for their next episodes.

However, my friends told me that they've already watched it in a pirated DVD. The last 9 episodes were being sold in stores there in the Philippines. I was so jealous because I can't find any torrents or files that can be downloaded here. They're always bugging me with a lot of spoilers and I can't stand it. I wanna watch it myself. thanks guys. sigh. wish I was there to watch them series.

Can't fight this feeling anymore,

Paul

Realization

Of all the guys out there, why me? Well, you can't expect much from me. I'm not rich. I don't have a job and most of all, I'm not your usual dream guy that can be found on magazines and catalogs.

Why me, then?

I don't know. Sometimes, I have this insecurity that all you dream about of a perfect man wouldn't fit me. Perfect hair, chiseled chests, etc. I'm sorry but I can't do that. I can but you have to expect results maybe in a year or two. With your current status in life now, you can pick up any guy you want, well not on the streets, but in your office or somewhere where you chill out and go to like bars and clubs.

Why me?

I don't drink and smoke. It's not that I hate myself for not being alcoholic and a social smoker but people think of me as boring and dry and too righteous. I don't have to smoke and drink to be cool, you know. well, if you don't like it that way, then why don't you just leave me?

I come to realize that I am not fit to be yours. You see, there are still a lot of fish in a sea and I don't compare myself as one of them. Maybe I'm not fit to be one of your fishes. Maybe you'll find someone better than me.

I'm an electric eel. hahahah.

Paul

Diet Plan

I can't go to a dietitian since I don't have resources fortunately my friend Marvin S. helped me out with his diet that he followed and lost a lot of pounds in just a short time. His program has been given to him by his Dietitian. I love his program because it doesn't contain vegetables because I don't like greens. Since it's my first week, i'll just give you the week 1 program. Here it is:

week 1

upon waking up

1 glass of warm water plus lemon

breakfast (8:00am)

1 boiled egg

1 glass low fat milk

10:00 am

2 fruits or 1 cup fruit juice

11:30 am

1 cup of tea(twinnings) + low fat milk + sweetener + 3 digestive biscuits

lunch (between 12 noon to 2:00 PM)

6-7 tablespoons rice 2x a week only with 250 grams chicken/beef/fish no oil (grilled or boiled)

3:30pm to 4:00 pm

1 cup of tea or nestle coffee + low fat milk + sweetner + 3 dates or digestive biscuits

5:00pm

1 FRUIT (any fruit)

dinner (9:00pm - 9:30pm)

1 cup of soup (maggi or knorr chicken or mushroom or vegetable)

This is my 2nd day today and it wasn't so bad. It's just a matter of determination and discipline.

Yay for no veggies!

Paul

Hello, Ulcer!

Starting tomorrow, these biscuits are now part of my diet. Four to five pieces will be eaten for every meal with water and that's it.

Lost

I still remembered when I met this girl in college. She's pretty all right and talented and smart and well bred by her parents. She was popular at school sweeping boys under her feet with her graceful walks and relaxed and calm talks. Maybe all of the guys in our school know her.

Luckily, she was my classmate. Sometimes we talked a bit sometimes a lot when we're still waiting for the bell to ring. Sometimes we both spent time studying in the library and get her some snacks. We somehow made a connection but I don't have the guts to ask her out on a date yet.

She's single by the way so it's all right for me to court her but I'm kinda scared. Because what if she wants something that I can't afford to buy? What if she wants us to go somewhere that I can't even afford to go there myself? You see, we're not rich. My parents can barely send us to College but they sacrificed hard to get us to an excellent University but she, she's rich, filthy rich I say. Her family owns a large farm in her hometown. She has siblings working in well-off companies locally and abroad so by that, we still remained best of friends during College.

The 20th of July, her birthday. I was invited on her 18th birthday - a debut. I was never one of her 18 roses because I declined since I don't have anything nice to wear. She said it was okay but it would make her happy if I come on her party. So I borrowed some of my friend's casual clothes and hurriedly went there. The place was awesome - from the wide clean tables to the drapes that wrapped the pedestals of the venue. Why am I here, I said to myself. This is not my world. This is not my pack but I promised to be here so I should be here.

Her friends were the elite. the aristocrats. the first class while I was there standing looking like a waiter or something. I saw her and she saw me, too. she was more beautiful than ever before. After the dance, she approached me and I gave her a hug. We talked and she introduced me to her group of elite friends. But then, her friends don't like me. They told something not good about me to her.

'Why him? He's poor!'

'Look at how he wear? that's disgusting'

'ukay ukay ba yang suot nya? hahah'

'Good thing he's not included among the 18 roses. He's a weed!'

Upon hearing that, I somehow froze with humiliation. People are laughing at me. Mocking in front of me. She didn't do anything. I understand because she doesn't wanna be laughed at either. I just smiled and pretended to be excused and went to the bathroom. I cried inside one of the cubicles. I somehow got disappointed why she didn't defend me or something but it's too late now. I wanna go home but before that I wanted to give her my gift. I went out of the restroom eyes red and gave her my birthday gift - a greeting card and a rose. 'Sorry, i said. That's the only thing that I can afford right now,' and left. I don't think she liked my gift. I saw her gifts from the guys in the party - watches, bracelets, lockets and jewelery that every girl but a card? that's just plain stupid. I walked out of the door never to look back again.

Until today, we never ever talked to each other. Maybe because I am afraid to be humiliated again or something or maybe she doesn't want to. I hope she read that card, because that is where I wrote my feelings for her. :(

Reminisced,

Paul

No-rice Program

YAY!!!! Still survived the no-rice program. I'm getting used to this. hahah.

Realizations :)

Thank God I'm poor

I can eat inexpensive foods

Thank God I'm simple

I don't have to spend most of the time choosing clothes

:)

Video Blog 5: The Program :D

She

I always miss her. For the first time in 22 years, we got separated. All I can say is that I can't live without her...yet. I am big literally, but still when she cares for me, she still looks after me like a baby boy. I still remembered the day when big brother and I got sick. she attended our needs very well for us to get recovered and enjoy our days without having any illness. She lets us drink our medications without any delays, she massaged our backs with liniments so we don't have any difficulty breathing and never left us when we asked for something to make us better.

When I graduated Elementary, my mom was always there, not my dad. So did my High School and College. My mom never left me. She gave the biggest clap when I bowed down to receive my diploma in high school and she also shed the most tears when I graduated and got my degree in College.

I never said that I love my mom better than my dad. I should not compare them because both of them are my parents but dad was never there during my best and worst moments of my life. I can't blame him though because that's what dads do - forage to sustain the family. Whenever he went back home for 6 months, both of us kids really got shy when we got to talk with my dad. I don't know why. Maybe because of our bond with him was still that thin but for my mom, our connection is way too different from my father. Yes, it's true that when we ask something, my dad sometimes gives it immediately and for mom, we still have to prepare to listen to waves and waves of speeches and stuff, but I rather choose mom's.. I know my brother will not agree with it but I know deep inside he feels the same way i feel,too. I know.

Now, I am currently living with my dad. Same villa. thank goodness different rooms. I am not gonna talk bad things about him and all but I should just understand that both of them are different. Example:

1. Whenever I get hurt: mom asks why, asks more, makes me laugh; dad sleeps

2. Whenever I get disappointed: mom uses therapeutic words; dad uses no words only actions

3. Whenever I get tired: mom asks and asks until my tiredness will be gone; dad I don't know.

While I am writing this blog, somehow I miss my mom's shouting and raving. I also miss her cooking, and our dining out together. Some guys don't like going out with their mothers because they thought that mothers can lower their manhood thinking no girls will like them but for me, i pity them. the most beautiful girl in the world is just around the kitchen cooking for us and she's just around the house cleaning up our own mess.

I really won't be here today if it weren't for my mom. Gimingaw kaayo ko nimo, mommy. :( Happy Mothers' Day.

Once a mama's boy, always a mama's boy,

Baby Nikko :)

Reward

After two days of tiring and grueling job hunting, Yoyen and I decided to reward ourselves by going to the zoo today. We haven't been there yet. I'll be taking pictures and practice my skills there, too.

Tawas.Stat.

The pain. the horror. I just missed my dinner because of this. Argh! It's BIG. it's like the size of a tooth. I wanna eat now and I want you to be gone this instant. Back in the Philippines I usually treat it with tawas. you know, the big block of ice like structure which can also be in powder,too...I don't know how to describe it. hahah. it's mainly used on sweaty armpits and stuffs like that because it can absorb moisture. so when it is used on my stomatitis..uh... way too jargon-y.. mouth sores, the powder can make the sore dry thus making it not susceptible to bacteria due to no moisture so it has time to heal or recover. unfortunately, I didn't bring one. I hope I can find it here in Doha.

Dirty fingernails,

Paul

Might as well go back. :(

Finally, our 2-day massive job application was done. First, I would like to thank the following things:

- my Crocs Shoes for that oh so comfy feeling while walking the streets of Doha

- my deodorant for not letting me down (though some markings were still visible)

- my cool and comfortable clothes that I wore for two days straight :)

- my camera for...i don't know..to make me look cooler

First Day:

Hot.

No, not me. I already know that but I'm referring to the weather. Our itinerary would be to go to all of the hospitals in one day. That would be impossible I know but I'm just being optimistic. Anyway, we first went to the first one and happily received our application form. We decided to go back tomorrow since we don't have all the requirements they need. Darn it. So we really need to have a 2nd day. sigh. next stop, one of the private hospitals here in Doha. Sadly, they turned us down due to the fact that we need to pass the NHA exam of the Supreme Council of Health. We then went to the Ministry of Health to inquire about the said examination. she gave us the site to visit but it didn't help.

"How in the world we'll be able to take the Exam if one of the requirements is you have to have an employer and them employers will not hire us if we don't have an NHA license?"

Confusing? Absolutely. Now we're stuck. But we didn't give up. we went to another hospital and luckily they took our CV's and told us we'll just have to wait. Yeah,right. Like you're gonna exactly call us. Hungry, we went to City Centre to take our lunch. I had burger and fries - my favorite because I like to gain weight. ;)

Second Day:

Optimism. We need that when we searched again for jobs. the scorching sun didn't affect us thinking this was just God's test on how far we'll go just to have jobs. I'd just think of the expensive fares as a sacrifice. Lord, tabang. :( We went to the remaining hospitals we planned to go to but still we got the same replies: "You don't have NHA, 2 years experience? go back home boy!, blah blah blah.." of course, the last part was kinda exaggerating. hahahah. but still that's what I'm gonna do if I can't find a job here. Went back home. Cooked dinner. Dad's here. Locked the door. Sulked,again.

Lord, tabang,

Paul

The Things I Love About You

I love the way you make me laugh

I love the way you make me cry

Tears of stream from my eyes

As I hear your voice, a loving surprise

I love you when you're angry

I love you when you're sad

I love you when you're glad

When you tell me the day you had

I love you truly

I love you deeply

Ever since the day

I let you meet me

I missed you when you left

I miss you more than ever

Making a mistake I regret

Hoping that you are a forgiver

Be with me and start a life

Together forever, an eternal dance

I wait for you as the days go by

My love is growing inch by inch

I cannot wait to see you again

But I wait for you, and your warm embrace

Assuming too much,

Paul :)

It's done

Huffed. Panted. Looked at my watch,still early.Waited for a taxi.Waited.Waited.Patience, Paul. You're going to see you're loved one anyway.Waited.Still waited.Finally.

Pulled the taxi door.Fastened Seatbelt. Told the cab driver the location.Rushed to the placed.

Caught on traffic.

Got there.

Paid the fare.

Got out.

Went in.

Went up.

Received a message coming from you.

--

Went down.

Went out.

Exasperated.

Hailed a taxi.

Went back home.

Locked the door.

Sulked.

Thanks a lot,

Paul. :(

Video Blog 5: Paul's Favorite Meal

Nasa huli ang pagsisisi.

Oh crap i look like a fat person in my haircut right now. :(

Yearning

Although we're near, we still didn't see each other that often. I am

longing for your company since the day we've met because it

drastically changed my boring self to a

radiantly, lively and untiring person.

I wish we'll see each other soon

I know we will. It was really

nice knowing you. I hope you'll be happy to see me too because

every time I see you, it makes my day right.

Early Bird

Finally. I slept early.

It was just a matter of turning off the laptop, fixing my bed and getting a warm shower before going to bed. From now on, I'm gonna do that to prevent any more sleepless nights.

Darn. I woke up too early, too.

Sigh. At least I slept early. as the saying goes: Early to bed and Early to Rise makes Paul very.... oh I'm not gonna fall for that slogan again. But it's a good start. At least I know how to sleep early.

Mote is the English term for muta,

Paul

Paul Samson-ized

"Nikko, it's time for a haircut," said dad.

aaaawww, man! i love the long, unruly hair i've got but I don't have a choice, i was being told that a clean cut can lure women of all ages here in Qatar. darn! i fell for it. sigh. it was already 9 pm and we walked the streets of Matar Qadeem looking for dad's barber. It's in the corner of the street actually so we had to walk further. the wind blew so cold that both of us had a feeling to urinate. that was the time that I wish I was in the Philippines so I can pee anywhere I want but this is Qatar so I better keep my zipper closed and just wait till we get back home.

Finally, we arrived at the barber shop. This was my first haircut since I got here. Cool Barber shop! The chairs were inside cubicles, talk about privacy; each cubicle has it's own television, talk about entertainment; and the barbers are multi-national, talk about racism I guess. :) I should have taken a photo of the establishmen but a Qatari sitting inside stared at me so I put down my camera and just sit at the barber chair.

"Ano pong sa atin, sir?"(What will it be,Sir?) Oh nooooooooooooooooo!!!!! It was like a Yes, a Filipino but damn, a tagalog statement on my mind. Then with my sophisticated and classy kind of voice i told him, "I would like to have my hair cut, please." Woot! I beat you, Mr. Tagalog barber.

Barber: tatay mo ba yung nasa upuan?

Me: yes, he's my father. didn't you see a big resemblance between us?

Barber: Uhh..yes sir.. Ano bo pang gupit natin sir?

M: I would like a traditional barber's cut. don't cut the sideburns. trim the goatee. thin the bangs.

B: uhh... sir, bisaya ka sir?

M: Oo, bisaya ko. nganoman?

B: ako man sad sir, bisaya sad ko taga davao man ko. dili nalang ta mag english sir
M: aw, sige sige kay kapoy napud ug english.

We laughed hard after that conversation, the barber and I. Thank goodness he's bisaya so I can just tell him on what I want on my haircut. I brought my camera with me to record my first haircut but I was kinda bugging him and he was kinda distracted by the knobs and dials that I turned so I just left the camera on the counter.

He's fast. very fast. And he really followed my hair cut instructions awhile ago and he's done! it was fun actually. he removed the cloth from my body and changed it to a towel. cool. will they bathe me, too? i thought. he then placed a towel on my chest. it was a hot towel,mind you. not a warm one. it's kinda hurts at first but as he massaged it, it somehow soothed me. he then grabbed a jar full of peppermint facial scrub and scrubbed it on my face. "Argh!!" I shouted. It hurts! Not because of the beads present in the cream but the barber's hands were oh so heavy, callused and hard. :) I usually go to spa's back there in the Philippines and the maidens' hands were so light and smooth while this guy's hands look like a laborer from a cement company. It really hurts but I managed to just scream silently to let him finish faster.

Done. Really finished because he told me to get up and gave me a brush to remove hairs from my shirt. I asked how much was the service and told me it's 25 riyals. Holy crap! that's about 300 Philippine Peso. Suck it up, David's Salon. You're service just levels the Barber shops here. Went back home without taking a taxi but walked fast since both of us really need to use the bath room. Fun times with my dad,really. Goodnight.

Smelled like peppermint,

Paul

Reply

Dear Heart,

I know I'm crazy

But I already know the truth

She loves me a lot

So your term is fake

I don't need Brain's help to make me not to fall asleep

Because when I'm with her, I couldn't sleep at all

Tired? Course not!

Stressed? Maybe.

Had fun? Absolutely.

She had reasons for not replying messages

I understand it

Because that's how love should be

I know she'll come back to me

And lastly

Try not to stay away from those people?

Maybe those people will help me become a better person

Don't worry Heart

I'll assure you

You'll never be hurt again

Love,

Your Owner. :)

Video Blog 4: Sleep problem

Video blog 3

Returned

Yoyen and I just got back from the Museum of Islamic Arts just to take pictures from my camera. I was so frustrated because the last time we went there, my photos were blurred and hazy and smudged and only me had those "effects" but to my other household members their pictures were great! darn it. maybe them cameras were programmed not to take pictures of handsome people. :D

We went there at exactly 2:00 pm. still not really getting close to each other due to the reason that we can be jailed and deported back to the Philippines if we did get so close to each other. Still, we managed to enter the gates of the museum unhurt. It was hot. The sun really penetrated our skins but thanks to the cold wind, it somehow neutralized it. we took pictures of the museum's facade(see above photo).

Trivia: Do you know that the renowned designer I.M. Pei, the one who designed the Pyramid at the Louvre in Paris also designed the Museum building?

I just copied that from the pamphlet.*grinned* we went inside the museum not to be amazed by the Islamic Culture because we were during our first visit but the purpose of taking pictures. we got our tickets. went inside and take picture to our hearts content. The pictures look great actually, and my SD card was already full so we decided to go back home. Had a tiring but and exciting day.

Soon-to-be-a-pro-photographer,

Paul :)

Sermon

Dearest,

I told you that's only a dream

If that was a dream, then maybe...

...maybe next time, i'll tell brain never to make you sleep again

Don't do anything stupid

You'll do great without that person

Maybe that person doesn't really love you

or even like you the least

Leaving you alone

Not replying any of your messages

Is that really love?

Or selfishness, perhaps?

I know you love this person

but maybe, just maybe

she didn't love you back?

Unrequited love, you say?

Yes! Perfect word

better than mine - nonreciprocating love

Now you learned a valuable lesson

Stay away from those kind of people

It isn't you who will get hurt, but me.

-Heart

sob

Did I just lose you? :(

Eavesdropper

A Filipino woman cashier on a local wear shop just had a fight with a French old lady hours ago. they were arguing about the wrong bar code. the mademoiselle swore that she will never buy on that store again. the Filipino was brave enough to counter attack her words using her native language. that battle was epic! i am sooo gonna blog this, i thought to myself when I was still inside eavesdropping. :)

:(

the emoticon says it all.

why do you keep saying that I'm different. I keep answering you the same answers and you're still bugging me with those silly questions. I don't really get mad about those questions but sometimes people can be provoked too. I am very frustrated about my friends. i thought you are my friends. :(

Crying,

Paul

...not anymore. :)

It's 10:30 in the evening and I am still awake. i need to get some sleep because i haven't got any rests since the day I went back here. sigh. now i'm not just not sleepy, but also hungry. awhile ago, i went downstairs to eat what's left of our...err...masterpiece - the lasagna but to my surprise, the pasta was still there. intact. complete. unscathed. not even a slice nor a pinch. was it really that horrible?

i went to the cupboards but found none. our masters forgot to replenish the stocks. drawers none. the upper cupboards zero. fridge wala. sigh. i might as well eat the stupid meal we cooked. i don't have a choice. as i hurriedly sat on the chair of the dining table, i saw something beside the not-so-toasted loaf of bread.

It was styrofoam-cased. i know what it was already but I don't know if it was for me. Due to the ghastly taste of our cooked dinner, our masters had to take home burgers and fries for all of us. i rapidly opened the pack and my eyes nearly cried because it was my favorite burger - McChicken. *sob* the household members don't like chicken burgers except me so I know that this was really FOR me so i ate it. I thank God and for our masters for the food. maybe we'll just stick to rice and fried chicken from now on. :)

Bloated,

Paul

hungry...

crap. the lasagna we made didn't really taste good. you can still taste the milk and it over powers the taste of the beef and the cheeses. sigh. and we made two pans of it! our dads didn't like it that much. i thought it was perfectly okay at first but once we tasted the pasta, i said to myself that i am NOT gonna take another bite again! i can still taste the remnants of our dinner's horrible taste in my tongue right now. well, no dinner for me this time.

Good night.

Hungry,

Paul

Bulbasaur

Purely addicted to colors (leaf green, fire red, diamond, pearl)

Obsessed on catching them all!

Knowing which element to use to win the battle

Excited when those monsters evolved

Making out sounds the same with their name

Often memorizing their names. all 400 of them.

Never stops until the game has ended

that's you. :D

Find the secret word and that's it.

Take care.

Gee...

awww... how sweet. thanks guys for saving one fish for me...and I don't even like to eat fish! I hate seafood.

Guess

Where was this taken? and what am i doing while taking this picture? hihihihi.

Determination

We already planned this since last Tuesday but kept postponing due to reasons of fear of falling and being laughed at by kids who already know but what the heck, i still wanna try it and tagged Yoyen along with me. she was the one who's excited weeks ago but as the target date goes nearer, she somehow wants to back out. Too late, yenskie. *evil laugh*

Thank God we're the only people in the rink. we then changed to our ice skating shoes and then off we go....not! we still need a coach! but found none. so we decided we will have to learn it through practice. hahaha. after 30 minutes I managed to skate across the area without holding my hands to the rails. woot! I am so proud of myself. we skated for about 1 hour and 45 minutes. until this guy showed up.

Man he's a pro! he makes us look like stupid people. It was very easy for him to skate as if he's just like walking in a park or somewhere soft and not slippery. sigh. thank goodness our time was done. i took some photos and he also made me take a picture with him. darn! i wished i shouldn't say yes because he didn't teach us how to do those routines he had done.

we'll now be having our skating practice every week now so we'll be better in no time.

Goodnight.

Paul - smelly feet and got blisters on his toe.

Calling

I don't have a Nursing job yet here in Doha, Qatar and I am very disappointed and frustrated that they won't accept me in their hospitals and clinics I just don't know why. i already have two years of experience back in the Philippines but they still need at least 3 years! I know that they're understaffed and all but if they won't accept employees then it would be understaffed forever. hahaha.

Here are my reasons why i love being a nurse:

1.I can talk with lots of people - I am kind of a blabber mouth and i need someone to talk to aside from my friends. i would like to be a nurse here because i want to know the people's diverse cultures here in Qatar

2.Caring - of course, i can care without being a nurse but can only provide to people I know or my immediate family members but being a nurse, I tend to a lot of people I don't even know! that's the best thing about being a nurse. Even if I don't know my patients in the hospital or any other medical institutions, I care about them not for the reason that I am obliged to do so as a nurse but I don't have to. as a nurse, you might not know that you are caring but just a simple taking of your patient's blood pressure, temperature, etc., you already established trust and care to your client.

3. Increase my knowledge on the Medical and Nursing field - with lots and lots of diseases invading the world today, there would be no stopping for us nurses to learn their epidemiology or where they came from. you are not a nurse if you stopped reading. that's precisely true. What if one day your neighbor asks you about the prevalence of a new found disease on their place, if you study and read articles about disease outbreaks then that would be too easy for you and you will be confident to tell that to the person who questioned you. You're not just improving your knowledge on certain types of diseases but you're also teaching the person on how to cure and prevent those kinds of illnesses.

I don't know if i can get a nursing job here in Qatar. I don't care if I'll start from scratch as long as I don't have to be stagnant on my profession. If i can't find one here, i might as well go back to the Philippines. :(

Sigh. Goodnight.


Praying for a miracle,

Paul

Skipped

holy crap! i didn't make a blog yesterday! darn. oh well, might as well write what we did yesterday.

It's Doha's 2010 Indoor Olympics opening yesterday in Aspire Dome! woot! now it caused more traffic on that area. we're supposed to go there and watch the event but it was already 8 in the evening and we're so hungry so we decided to eat in Villaggio.

Ahh.. Villaggio on a friday night. i usually don't want to go to malls on a friday and thursday because of too much traffic and too many people flocking the mall but nobody cooked so we don't have a choice. We bought some groceries and stuff that we need in the house like...uhh...my Olay night cream and some arabic sweets that yoyen doesn't like. then we went to the fastfood strip near the skating rink and ate.

I then saw yen staring on the ice skaters. She suddenly whispered to me that she wants to do that but she doesn't know how to skate. secretly i said to myself that i sooo wanna learn that too but sadly i don't know how. so i had to tell her that we can do that maybe on a weekday so that she can be alone and be confident and all ( and me not embarrassing myself in front of many people.heheh)

went home almost 11pm. dead tired. slept naked. woke up. forgot my olay night cream. slept naked. :D

Ngano mi-enter :(

Argh! samok kaayo ng mapalaw ta kay dili ko kasabot unsa akong buhaton. ga tagad tagad ko dari mura ko ug buang nga gahulat sa tawag pero mura man ug walay plano na nga mugawas or unsa bah. sakit sa buot kay grabe nako nga tagad kay gimingaw gud kaayo ka pero wala man diay japon. maypa wala nalang ka niingon nga unsay plano.

giingnan bitaw tika nga party gud na nimo so dili nako mag tagad nalang kay kabalo ko kung party,gabii jud na mahuman. pero bugok sad kaayo ko nga gatagad tagad ra japon ko sa tawag kay nag ingon baya. sakto jud diay nga promises are made to be broken. hahay. makaulit pero unsaon taman, wala jud koy mabuhat. masakitan lang ko. maypa matulog. Good night.

Tagalog Version

Ba't ka pa kasi pumasok :(

Argh! nakakainis talaga basta pag di matutuloy ang iyong mga plano tapos di ko na talaga alam kung ano ang gagawin kung lalabas pa ba o hindi na. ang sakit kasi miss na miss na kita pero di pala matutuloy ang pagkikita natin. sana di mo nalang sinabi sa akin ang mga plano mo

sabi ko nga sa yo na party yan kaya wag ka nalang tumuloy sa mga plano mo. alam ko kasi pag party, matagal talaga yanag matapos. tama ka talaga na promises are made to be broken. hay nako. nakakainis talaga! pero wala akong magawa. masasaktan lang ako. makatulog na nga. Good night.


English Version (cool!) hahah

I told you not to get involved. ( i don't know if i translated this correctly. hahah.)

Argh! I hate it when everything is according to plan but suddenly it goes wrong! i don't know what to do if we're really going out tonight or not. it pains me to ask because i really miss you but we can't see each other today. you shouldn't have told me about your plans in the first place.

I already told you that you will be attending a party and postpone our date because i know parties will have to end late at night. it's true that promises are made to be broken. sigh. i hate this so much! but i can't do anything. i might as well sleep. Good night.

Nostalgic

Waaaaaaaaa. SLUMBOOKING was so high school. look what i "excavated" from my old chest full of high school memories. i copied these questions from a slumbook but changed the answers. hahah. my answers suck back then.hahah.

Where's your dad right now? He's in Doha, Qatar. Working. Parking camels :D

Last time you kissed someone? Yesterday. i forgot. yeah. i think it was yesterday. :)

Name five things you did today. Ate. Did the laundry. Say Goodbye to my tita. Drank Coke. Bought Fried chicken.

Last person you text messaged? Same as the one i kissed yesterday. hahah.

What kind of phone do you have? LG KP500 or usually called the LG Cookie

Where does your bestfriend work? Davao Medical Center, Davao City, Philippines. hi bes! mwah mwah.

What are you listening to? Finn Hudson's Can't Fight this Feeling Anymore. OST - GLEE

What do you smell like? hmm...i dunno. hahah. maybe pheromones and a mint.

What color are your eyes? Brown

Have you ever done a Chinese fire drill? Can somebody explained to me what a Chinese fire drill is?

What color is your bedroom floor? White tiles with smudges of red on it

Do you have a chair in your room? w/c room? bedroom? yeah, a lot. i've got two in my bedroom

What are you doing tomorrow? that's a hard question. i don't plan, sorry.

What color is your mom’s hair? Naturally, it's brown but she dyed it black and she looks like a monster so she dyed it back to brown now.

Do you have a dog? Yeah, Nathan, my Mini Pinscher. I miss him

Do you remember singing songs as a kid? of course! My favorite was Pat-a-cake

Are you married? Still single.

When was the last time you talked to one of your siblings? oh goodness, they won't answer my calls. but the last time was last week.

Do you like fire? I was born with it! hahaha. kidding. yeah, i love fire. Arson is my middle name. hahaha.

Are you allergic to anything? yeah, some crustaceans and cocky people

Do you have a crush on anyone? yeah. i can't tell you her name though

Do you have a bestfriend? Yeah

Have you ever been to a spa? A lot of times. hahaha.

Did you take science all 4 yrs. of High School? Yes. The Reproductive System was my favorite part

Do you like butterflies? Who doesn't?

Do you miss someone right now? Goodness, YES!

Do you think they miss u too? Yeah, maybe. I don't know. hahaha. Yes. Someone misses me. I just know

Have you ever seen your school counselor? No way! I'm a good boy.