Darn the PLDT DSL.

Okay, I'll be taking out my desperation here 'cause I feel sorry for my best friend for having to take all the rants I have to offer. I wrote this journal entry in Notepad, for the freakin' PLDT people are forgetting what we call good customer service. We pay about a thousand Philippine pesos every month-- I'm too tired right now too calculate how much that is exactly, but it's somewhere near 25 dollars-- for speed going as high as 100Mbps, and what do we get?!

Not being able to open the Yahoo! homepage.

Really, they don't have the right to call it "digital subscriber line"!

...And I was supposed to have submitted two deviations days ago. Dammit. Apart from that, I can't watch La Corda d'Oro anymore! How can I possibly survive?! It's my only asylum from boredom, and I don't want to watch it in Animax anyway, since the English dub makes the characters sound corny. Sorry, I just had to say that.

So here I am, listening to nothing but my own complaints. It's quite a miracle that I'm still alive.

Moving on--

This week, I'm devoting my afternoon free time to the Red Cross Youth training being held near the city capitol. My first day, which was yesterday, was rather normal, if you ask me. Of course, my best friend was with me (she invited me, djoh, but forgot to remind me about bringing a notebook and pen-- though of course, it took common sense, so she was forgetful and I was d-u-m-b) Since she owed me something (hehe), I made her do the practices first; we had a buddy system wherein we'd take turns being the first aider and the victim. The first task was to practice the EAP (emergency action plan) and this is the procedure:

Survey the scene.
Check for the victim's responsiveness.
Activate medical assistance!
Check for the ABC's (airway, breathing & circulation)
Do the secondary survey.

Oh, yeah, man!

And then...

We had the carrying practice. There are four kinds of one-man carry techniques:
Assist-to-walk
Packstrap
Carry-in-arms (oh, y'know, the one they use in weddings)
Fireman



Today we had to listen to a really plump lecturer...Her name's Christy (I think) so we call her Ma'am Christy-- kinda nice, and I have to admit she had a sense of humor. She talked about wounds, bruises and burns like there was no yesterday, but I guess I did learn a lotta things from the discussion. After a 15-minute break, she handed the floor to quite a formal guy (forgot his name) who was supposed to demonstrate and let us do the stunts...But instead just showed us a crappy video shot during midnight. eh?

And speaking of the video...

We had a favorite demo-er there! He reminded me of someone I know, but I'm not sure as to who it was. Though anyway, everytime he'd finish a step from the procedure, he'd look up at the camera and stare (kewl guy). After a few carrying techniques were shown, he was there again...And this time he did something called, "The Fireman Drag" wherein you:
HITOTSU: Crawl as if you're an uber-upid poophead. Try imitating those soldier guys with abs who're making their way through a barb wire-d training ground that's all wet and gooey and ew-ey.
FUTATSU: Once you reach the victim, tie his/her hands together in a square knot using the all-purpose triangular bandage!
MITSU: Do the "first aider on top of the victim sorta like during u-know-what-they're-doing-in-motels" position by inserting your head (yes, your head, NOT the body part you're thinking of) into the space between the tied-up hands (so basically it's the space between the victim's arms) and crawl. If you do it properly, the victim'll just be "dragged" along.

But, of course, this is only applicable in low-ceiling or the-building-is-collapsing- places.

`Guess that's all.

Ja ne,
Mia