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Name: Jahzeel
Birthday: 12/2/1981
Gender: Female
Interests: Working on my relationship with GOD, Iyengar Yoga, Running, Basketball, Reading books, Movies, Food, Nursing, ART, spending time w/ Bogs = )
Expertise: BOGS
Occupation: Medical
Industry: Medical
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AIM:  jazzle8095
Member Since:
2/20/2003
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| Randomness...Last week Bogs told a friend that he was going to avoid meat for a week. This is a huge challenge for him since he's a purebred carnivore. He loves red meat. And, oh yea....if Casa Manila was around the corner from our house, he'll have crispy pata every other day. I decided that if he was going to avoid meat for a week (he can have fish and seaood though....I don't want him going to into shock by turning vegan cold turkey), I was going to avoid eating rice this week. Well, let me just tell you that I have not given it up. Actually to be thruthful I did have full intentions of giving it up, but my mind tricked me. I only realized I've eaten rice after I finished my plate. It's as if my mind was saying: "avoid rice...don't eat rice!", but my hand was reaching for it and my mouth and taste buds were ready to welcome it. I'm Asian. I'm genetically engineered to have rice as part of my diet. Most importantly, I'm Filipino...I'm genetically enginereed to have rice for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. I don't know how Asians can give up rice completely. Everything tastes good with rice. Ever had hotdogs, eggs, and rice for breakfast? Yummy.
Whateverness...that seems to be my motto these days. Work is work...just annoying hearing some people I work with complain and complain about work this and work that (I'm guilty too...) But work is WORK! It is what it is. But let me back track...contradict myself..and complain. I've been working since I was 14. And everytime I get that darn social security paper about my projected retirement and earnings, I get seriously depressed. I have 41 more years to work and every year they keep raising the retirement age for people around my age. By the time, I'm allowed to retire I'll be almost 80 and there won't be any social security left. And another thing about work or being in the workforce, I'm too effing responsible. I've worked 4 years as a nurse and I've only called out twice (one was when I was an emotional wreck when Pippo, our dog, died and the other was when I got hit with a really bad flu). Sometimes I can't stand that about myself....always working hard...putting too much on my plate...why can't I be that person who calls out because the weather is nice and I just want to lounge by the pool? I've said this many times...seriously (as I keep my fingers crossed) I'm going to be a carefree-party-girl in my next life. Let's just hope I don't turn into that when I hit my midlife crisis if there is such a thing.
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| Weird but true..I enjoy going to the dentist. I used to hate going to the dentist when I was younger. I hated the sound and the feeling when they clean my teeth. But I guess I've tricked my mind to love the dentist. No one wants to lose their permanent teeth. And I don't want to end up wearing dentures when I am older. So yea....I am anal when it comes to flossing. I get my teeth cleaned every 6 months as recommended by the ADA. I'm not saying I have perfect teeth but preventative care goes a long way. I don't want to have a root canal (sounds so painful), bridges, more fillings, or dentures in the future.
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| I know, I know...I haven't updated in a while.
Bogs suprised me for Valentines Day. The day before Valentines Day, I recieved a boquet of flowers (roses and calla lillies which I used for my wedding bouquet). On Valentines Day, I worked and when I came home after midnight, I had another surprise waiting for me (baskets of all kinds of chocolates). I felt bad coz I only got him a card. But I did make some brownies for him.
I've been thinking back and forth about a lot of things. First things first, I'm going to keep my fingers crossed. I'm ready to kick things up a notch. I'm hoping a get a per diem job. At the same time, I'm planning on re-applying to grad schools. I know I'm going to end up putting too much on my plate, but in the long run things are going to pay off.
I'm working 4 days straight and on call all this weekend. I won't be able to go back home to PA until the second week of work 'coz I'm working crazy hours.
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| HAPPY NEW YEAR!
in 2007:
1.) My grandfather passed away. I don't even know where or how to begin to tell you how much he meant to me and the rest of our family.
2.) Bogs and I closed on our house.
3.) My siblings and I finally went home to the Philippines for the first time in 14 years and got to spend time with our grandmother.
4.) Bogs and I made it to the altar and said our vows. | | |
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