My FaceBook Campaign
I am now officially harassing all of my friends to join FaceBook. So beware!
For someone who spends a whoollleeee lot of time before a computer, it’s easy to be disconnected or go “offline” within one’s social networks. Traveling the whole length of EDSA from Cubao where I usually start my day towards the Ople Center along Roxas Boulevard eats up too much time and gasoline that I seldom have time to visit old friends.
Facebook enables me to do just that and swap “cute” gifts and cyber coffees with them as well. At Facebook, I can choose who to add as my friend and who to simply ignore. I can “poke” good friends and write on their “Walls”. I can put up photos of my beloved dog, NetNet (ney-ney).
Every morning and late at night, I listen to my favorite songs on FB’s “Playlist”. Sometimes, the people I know on Facebook would appear online, with a green dot beside their names. This leads to keyboard chats about even the most trivial stuff.
I don’t even want to know how FaceBook was put together or the billions that it has brought to its owner. It’s enough that I now know how to use it, or even that I know it exists. So now when I bump into friends or make new acquaintances, my second question after the usual “kamusta?” is — “may facebook ka?”
2010 is still far away. I love Obama but I can’t campaign for him from here. So here’s my thing – join FaceBook, add more friends, and save on Starbucks, gas, and time. Welcome to my FaceBook campaign!
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Susan “Toots” Ople
My friends call me Toots. Am the youngest of seven siblings. Our family hails from the coastal town of Hagonoy, Bulacan and we are proud of our roots. My daughter's name is Estelle and she's a brilliant debater/person. I love dogs! And I enjoy writing in the dead of the night.
The news about unemployed nurses is disparaging. My friend is a June 2007 graduate and he passed the June NLE too. For about a year, he was a bummer. He applied in 10 hospitals and one hospital took him in. Now, he’s a volunteer at a public hospital. What he finds discouraging is the 6-months training with no pay. He gets to have experience but he’s not really sure whether the hospital will take him in after his volunteer work. Therefore, no sure job awaits him. It’s good that he finds fulfillment with his volunteer work but then it will stretch him thin because his mother still gives him the allowance. He’s hoping to earn money and somehow be financially independent. I’ve heard that some hospitals charge as much as P7K for “training” like NKTI and PGH? I guess the hospitals are really making good money out of this. Good money is also earned at some hospitals who sponsor seminars and charge for P100-P350 per seminar. Pakiramdam ko pinagkakaperahan ang mga nurses. Why do the hospitals ask for a fee when its the nurses who volunteer?