you know that part in magazines where people send in their most embarrassing moments and you think to yourself "i wonder if this really happened or is she just making it up." well, mine did.
it all started with my one day period. i thought nothing of it till somewhere in the middle of talking about haagen dasz ice cream with ren, i decided to nonchalantly bring it up. her response started setting it all downhill. "one day period? oh yes... that's how i found out i was pregnant!" DING DING DING DING! you can just imagine the alarm bells ringing in my head and the cold sweat starting to break out on my forehead. ren assured me though that it could be nothing too so i was appeased by that thought for about a week. then after a couple of days my boobs began to throb. at first it was just a dull pain when i squeezed them to check and then it started to escalate into a even-when-you-don't-touch-them-they-hurt kind of pain. against my better judgement and rationality, i started to panic.
instinctively, i call up maya for moral support to go and face the music instead of spending more sleepless nights thinking about it. so we go to the pharmacy and buy a pregnancy test. so we're there, discussing worst case scenario solutions when i hear the pharmacist shouting loudly from the other side of the store "kang kinsa ning pregnancy test?" mortified and immobilized, i watch in horror as the pharmacist right in front of me shouts equally as loudly and points to me "diri!" luckily, maya who was more more lucid than i snatched the plastic bag out of the pharmacist's hands with a defiant i-don't-care look.
so there. thanks to bestfriends who are willing to go with you in the middle of the night in their slippers, save you from gawking there like an idiot, getting a cup for you to pee in and telling you you're not pregnant (i was too nervous to look at the strip myself) coz there's only one line on the pregnancy strip test. i love you may! :) i'd do the same for you any day.
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Wednesday, April 09, 2008
I'm happy!
I'm happy! I'm happy! I'm happy! I'm happy!
Finally. I think Stan and I have finally reached the end of that weird plateau in our relationship and gotten back some excitement in our lives. Maybe this working together thing is actually good for us. We have more stuff to talk about at the end of the day and I love it when he actually puts down his guard and asks for help and opinions on this and that. I think he was just getting spread too thin and needed someone to be his sounding board and support beam with the all work problems he has. We've been laughing more lately and that's such a welcome change from the indirect frustration we've been steaming off at each other before.
That spark you get when you first start going out is back. I'm proud of us for having stuck through the hard times and I'm so super glad the happier times are back.
Finally. I think Stan and I have finally reached the end of that weird plateau in our relationship and gotten back some excitement in our lives. Maybe this working together thing is actually good for us. We have more stuff to talk about at the end of the day and I love it when he actually puts down his guard and asks for help and opinions on this and that. I think he was just getting spread too thin and needed someone to be his sounding board and support beam with the all work problems he has. We've been laughing more lately and that's such a welcome change from the indirect frustration we've been steaming off at each other before.
That spark you get when you first start going out is back. I'm proud of us for having stuck through the hard times and I'm so super glad the happier times are back.
Tuesday, April 01, 2008
Articles I came across while passing time at work
Today was a slow day at work. The kids were busy with their year end projects hence I was left with a bit of spare time to do some surfing. I came across these two articles that I found in the New York Times that were quite amusing. Enjoy! :)
Enjoy!
The Art of Teaching
a Philosophy of Possibility
My love of teaching springs from a self-indulgent love for art. All throughout my childhood, I was always the seemingly nerdy kid seen sitting in the hallways pouring my thoughts into my drawing book. As a child, I shied away from many things like speaking up in class, and participating in sports. I froze whenever my teacher called me and it was a nightmare giving reports in front of class or anything or the sort. I wasn’t the most exuberant girl and being popular was out of my league. Needless to say, I didn’t fit the mold and was pretty much the odd one out for most of my elementary years.
The only time I knew I was in my element was with a crayon in hand. The ability to draw and express myself through colors and shapes was such a wonderful stepping stone to confidence. I gained a sense of self worth and identity. Through art, I had a place in the world. A courage to step up to life’s challenges.
I hope by teaching art, I can somehow bring out that confidence in children. My goal is not to teach the brightest and the best but to reach out to the one who tries. To make a glimmer of imagination made tangible. Nothing can compare to the feeling of accomplishment when you’ve created something with your hands and heart. I hope I can somehow pass that on to my students and instill in them the idea that they can do anything they put their minds to. The possibilities are endless.
“ I am enough of an artist to draw freely upon my imagination. Imagination is more important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited. Imagination encircles the world.”
-Albert Einstein (1879-1955) Physicist.
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To end the school year, we all had to make a paper on our personal teaching philosophy. Just thought I'd write it here too for posterity's sake.
My love of teaching springs from a self-indulgent love for art. All throughout my childhood, I was always the seemingly nerdy kid seen sitting in the hallways pouring my thoughts into my drawing book. As a child, I shied away from many things like speaking up in class, and participating in sports. I froze whenever my teacher called me and it was a nightmare giving reports in front of class or anything or the sort. I wasn’t the most exuberant girl and being popular was out of my league. Needless to say, I didn’t fit the mold and was pretty much the odd one out for most of my elementary years.
The only time I knew I was in my element was with a crayon in hand. The ability to draw and express myself through colors and shapes was such a wonderful stepping stone to confidence. I gained a sense of self worth and identity. Through art, I had a place in the world. A courage to step up to life’s challenges.
I hope by teaching art, I can somehow bring out that confidence in children. My goal is not to teach the brightest and the best but to reach out to the one who tries. To make a glimmer of imagination made tangible. Nothing can compare to the feeling of accomplishment when you’ve created something with your hands and heart. I hope I can somehow pass that on to my students and instill in them the idea that they can do anything they put their minds to. The possibilities are endless.
“ I am enough of an artist to draw freely upon my imagination. Imagination is more important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited. Imagination encircles the world.”
-Albert Einstein (1879-1955) Physicist.
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To end the school year, we all had to make a paper on our personal teaching philosophy. Just thought I'd write it here too for posterity's sake.
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