the star

Today is Christmas Day. My second Christmas away from home. For the past few years, I haven’t felt the Christmas spirit that much anymore. Mainly because we can’t celebrate Christmas together as a family.

I miss those days when we laugh, talk, eat, and pray together even if all we had was a simple meal for our Noche Buena. I remember one Christmas when I was grumpy and sad because everyone was so tight with the money. Funny, now that we could somehow afford to buy something other than our basic needs; I somehow long for those days when we can’t, those days when we were together, when we were complete.

Well it’s true that money is the lifeblood of any organization, or of the society for that matter but I have realized this fundamental truth: it is LOVE that makes the world go round. It really is love.

As I lay awake waiting for Christmas Day to come to an end and still hoping for Santa to grant my wishes, I have come to my senses that the Christmas spirit is just right here with me all along. Love never disappears nor does it fade away with each mile that we are apart; it lingers on and it stays true to its promise that where there is love, there is genuine happiness. Christmastime or not, I have my family here with me, in my heart, for it is love that keeps us together. And that's all that matters.

the SOS

seriously, 

i need happy pills.

STAT.

:(

the silly tattle ramble

My sister tagged me on a note in facebook and I thought of answering it as well. 

Here goes nothing:

What was the first thing you did this morning?

~opened my eyes. nah, just rolled over on the other side of the bed and slept right back again. hehe

What is your favorite cereal?

~i'm not used to eating cereals coz they're expensive. but yeah, COCO CRUNCH is yum yum. chocolatey!

Would you rather marry a millionaire that is unfaithful or middle class worker that only has eyes for you?

~neither. I already have a millionaire whose eyes are only for me. and i mean, a gazillionaire of love. beat that! haha

Would you rather have a job that requires strength of the body or the mind?

~neither (again). i would choose the job that requires the strength of the heart. everything else will follow.

How old were you when you had your first kiss?

~uhm.. let's see. first real kiss would have to be when i was 20 years old, more or less a month shy from my 21st birthday. ugh, i miss you.

If you were the opposite sex for a day, what would be the first thing you'd do?

~wear a brief/boxers! i wonder how it feels like wearing those. hahaha. the rest of the day would be spent with my boyfriend para bromance. hi, dude. we're cool right? :)

What is the scariest thing that has ever happened in your life 

(that you can share)?

~the scariest thing? to be in love. with life. with dreams. with you. being a lil' scared made me realize that what i have is something i value, something that i could not afford to lose. something and someone i won't take for granted.

Would you ever consider plastic surgery?

~why not? but if and only if i get into nasty gorry accidents.

What skill do you feel is stronger: your math skills or your english skills?

~oh bummer! i suck at both. but i think my english skills are better. just don't let me talk in public. hehe

Are you following the Presidential race?

~election diay? haha

Do you consider yourself more of a liberal or a conservative?

~liberally conservative. i'm willing to compromise.

If you could spend a day in another person's body, living their life; who would it be and why?

~"Intense love does not measure, it just gives." Mother Teresa.

If you had to choose, would you rather be blind or deaf?

~now that's tough. umm.. i'd rather be blind, i guess. i don't need my eyes to see the beauty of the world or see the goodness of a person. i feel it with my heart.

Who is the one person who can always make you laugh?

~myself. haha. i'm crazy, you know. hahaha! di bitaw, myself. coz if i hadn't allowed myself to be with other people in the first place, then i wouldn't be able to appreciate the gift of laughter.

What are you passionate about?

~LOVE. not just the romantic type. but love at its purest forms.

Do you believe in abortion?

~nope. as what Mother Teresa once said: "If a mother can kill her own child, what is left for me to kill you and you to kill me?" There is definitely nothing in between. Pro-choice, yes. I won't condemn you if you choose to do it.  

Imagine you're an inmate waiting on death row. What would you request for your last meal?

~i'd probably go on a diet. i haven't tried that in my entire life! hahaha

What is the one trait that is mandatory in a potential partner?

~HONESTY. not just the i-haven't-told-you-a-single-lie type of honesty but i want him not to keep anything from me. choosing not to share something may not account to lying but you are not totally being honest either. did i make any sense? lol

Where do you see yourself 10 years from now?

 ~happily home. wherever home may be. 

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the game we love

It's on random late night skype dates like this that I couldn't help but smile so wide in spite of myself. Gee, my jaw hurts from grinning too much. Well, looks like someone will be dreaming a happy dream tonight and someone from the other side of the world will go to school humming a happy tune.

Oh, love.. such a silly game we play.

:)

the battle we won

Manny “Pacman” Pacquiao has yet again proven to the world that we, Filipinos, are mighty warriors.

I was waiting for the walk sign at a busy intersection when I had the guts to talk with a random American stranger. We exchanged a few lines as to what was the event that day, which stars were coming, bla bla… when suddenly I told him to watch Pacman’s fight that week. Maybe he got a little surprised why a sweet innocent looking young girl like me, ehem, would invite him to watch a brutal and bloody sport like boxing.

I am not really a fan of boxing. Throwing uppercuts and jabs and distorting your opponent’s face aren’t what I call entertainment. But hey, you can’t blame me. 

One thing I’ve realized is that when you are in a foreign place, you can’t help but be proud of your own roots, what they call Filipino pride, and show off to the people of the world the gazillion reasons why you love your country despite of the known fact that it is a third world country.

It would such be shame promoting Pacman and yet not watching his fight so I did. And I enjoyed. Really.

So the next time I find myself talking with a random foreigner in the street, I have something to share: “Have you seen Manny Pacquiao’s fight? He was awesome! Poor Margarito's handsome face..” 

I just have to make sure I’m not talking with a Mexican. lol

life is a rainbow

I went to bed last night thinking about stuffs. Stuffs that I know would be answered soon, if not, sooner.

I’ve been asking myself why I’m such a bitch and a brat lately. Why I’m becoming impatient and moody over trivial matters, over things that are beyond my control; those things that I have no power over of.

Then sleep took me to the land where dreams are as sweet as my favorite ice cream. I was wrong. I had a horrible dream. To make the long story short, I got killed using a bow and arrow. Assassinated. An arrow through my heart. Tragic.

I could not remember how I managed to get back to sleep. But I did anyway. I finally decided to drag my lazy butt off the bed when the sun was shining brightly as always, way ahead than everyone else (I'm sleeping over at a friend's house). I sat alone in the dining room lost in thought when a cheerful voice greeted me: 

"Good morning, sunshine!"

Then it hit me.

 Change is the only constant thing in this world. 

And how you handle it is all up to you.

Change your perspective. 

Change the way you see life.

And like me, you'll start singing 

"The world is a rainbow.. that's filled with many colors..."

surprise, surprise!

 I was on my knees silently praying when the song Hindi Kita Malilimutan filled the air. I thought to myself, "Is this the same song sung on funeral rites back home?". I looked up to the balcony and couldn't resist smiling when I took a glimpse of  the church choir - they were foreigners. Ooops, I mean, they were people from this land of the free and the home of the brave. What was even more amazing was that they sung it to perfection, not a single trace of any accent or whatsoever. To top it all off, the recessional song of the holy mass was God Bless America. Can we sing Bayan Ko too? America never ceases to amaze me. :)

beybeh oh

welcome to the world,  

BABY NATHAN!

can't wait to see you.

pinky promise

dear baby andrei,

looks like you're growing pretty fast. i could still remember how you looked like when you were still a few hours old, wrapped tightly with a white linen cloth, sucking hungrily the cup of milk i was offering you in the hospital's nursery room. it was so fun hearing you burp so loud and puking milk all over my arm. you weren't just one of my newborn patients; you are my godson, my baby andrei.

you came as a surprise to me really. i didn't know you came out a few hours shy from my shift so i was kinda ecstatic when the nurse told me to place the sleeping you on the corner bed reserved for baby gungob, near the glass window. as luck would have it, it was i who roomed you in. i carried you ever carefully in my arms, trying not to wake you up, as i bring you to the room where your mama and the rest of your relatives were waiting excitedly to see and touch you for the first time. i beamed with so much pride and joy as i watched them ooohed and aahhhed at the sight of you.

yes. you are our joy, my baby andrei. but most of all, you are your mama's life and only love. i'm so sorry mommy ninang is so far away. i feel so bad not being there with you and your mama at this time when you both needed me the most. it breaks my heart being this far from you guys. but for the meantime behave a little bit more, okay? don't give mama a hard time. make her smile and laugh often, be strong too just like how your mama has always been. when i get back home, mommy will treat you to as many ice creams as you want. i will try to be the best ninang you could ever have. i'll make up for all those times i've been away.

for what it's worth, i love you both so much.

much love,
mommy ninang

p.s. we'll decide for a wackier name for me when you can talk other than mama and papa. and oh, by the time you know how to read, we'll look for this blog and we will read this together, ok? love you.

i'm just a kid

happy halloween y'all.

i went trick or treating. 

 i was kinda disappointed coz i expected most houses would put up horror booths of some sort on their front yard (like the one in the picture).

america's really in recession, eh?

yey! i have candies!!! :)

Diez

a picture i've taken that makes me happy?

this.

it makes me happy seeing my parents happy.

each other's first and last, you might think theirs was a fairytale like story true to the core. well yeah, they go through the same troubles like everyone else but what's amazing is that they come out of it stronger than ever. now that i am crafting a love story of my own, what they have will always be something i'll be looking up to. after all, they exemplified the saying: TRUE LOVE CAN WAIT. 

i love you, mom and dad.

Nueve

my morning supplies for work or school?

nah.. i'm a house bum!

food + internet + memories of people back home are enough to help me get through the day. good thing mom's here to give me company for a month or so. that way, i get to keep my sanity intact. haha

Ocho

bright sun shiny day.

Siete

here's my two year old phone and its spicy hot keychain from hongkong (thanks kreggy).

so okay, i only have one text message today so i kinda had a hard time choosing which one was the best. haha! obviously, i have no choice. yet still every single text message from the people back home is special to me. so here goes:

"Bibi! Hug received. I think manuwa mi later ug basket after lunch. Miss ya! :)"

awww... :)))

Did you know...

 ... that i only have 32 txts in my inbox (excluding globe advisories) since july 2010?

... that 26 of which came from my man and the rest were from my girl friends?

... that my 1st and 31st text messages have the same exact message?

... that though it only has 4 exact same words with a smiley in the end,

i'll never get tired reading or hearing it over and over again? 

and i hope he knows i feel the same way too.

Seis

The Time Traveller's Son

one of the in-flight movies i watched and thoroughly enjoyed on my first ever international flight was the Time Traveller's Wife. somehow this picture i've taken of my brother at parkmall reminded me of that touching film; having to leave the people you love at the most unexpected time and holding on to faith that you'll be together again someday. ahhh.. the complexities of being the "abandoner" and the abandoned.

  

Cinco

photo taken from thecookmobile.com

chicken tinola was perfect for tonight's cold rainy weather.

sorry i wasn't able to take a picture of my dinner plate.

hehe

Cuatro

on my most comfy and battered pajamas.

i'm going to bed early coz i'm sick.

terrible headache + colds + fever.

:(

Tres

this is the nearest clock. 

yeah i know i'm smart enough to print screen my desktop and just copy and paste the clock portion with a calendar freebie. or maybe i was just too lazy to go to the nearest actual clock. i wouldn't be able to take a good picture of it anyway coz it's so high, i couldn't even reach it to change its batteries. i need a ladder to do that job. haha! 

day 3 picture done.

Dos

i'm not proud of this but i never really had a decent purse ever since i got here. i don't even bring anything when we go out. well except for the house keys whenever i get crazy enough to go for a walk alone. so just for the sake of having a picture for day 2, i rummaged through the bag i used on my flight here and  found these: a dirty brush (ewww), my fave coin purse, and a bubble gum. i hurriedly stuffed the remaining bubble gum sticks into my mouth but they were so lata and luod. haha! silly me.

oh well, one thing's for sure, i am not kikay.

hahaha

Uno

everyday is a new day.

just woke up (10:15 am)

:)

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now i'm down with the flu.
but who cares? at least i got to walk in the rain.
oh sweet liberty.

breathe in, breathe out

The Ten Day Picture Challenge

1. Post a picture of yourself taken today.
2. Empty your purse out, post a picture of its contents!
3. Run to your nearest clock, take a picture, post it now!
4. Post a picture of yourself in pajamas, extra points if you're still in bed.
5. What's for dinner? Take a picture of plate and post it!
6. Post a random picture from today, explain the story behind it.
7. Post a picture of your phone, and the best text message you got today.
8. Look out your window, take a picture and post it! How is the weather?
9. Time to get ready for work/school, post a picture of all your morning supplies.
10. Freebie, any picture that you've taken that makes you happy. 

[ i'll probably start doing this tomorrow. :) ]

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what better way to spend a cold rainy tuesday afternoon than in the company of good books at a zen inspired garden portion of the local library? a warm cup of swiss miss would have completed the lovely treat.

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it's amazing how a 15-minute walk home could change your view in life.

walking against the chilly wind and pouring rain made me realize that life is wonderful.

once you get past that cold and unfriendly phase,

you'll find the warmth you've been seeking for in a place called HOME.

wherever that may be.

the night that was

it's on cold rainy nights like this that my heart goes aching at the thought of you. i reach out for your hand under the covers to look for that familiar warmth only you could bring, only to realize that you are not here with me. that we are in fact, a thousand miles apart.

i try to keep myself warm for who else would? i listen to the gentle purr of the pouring rain, the staccato like sound as it hit the pavement outside.

suddenly i found myself on that fateful rainy night when we first spent the night together. you led me to the rooftop and showed me how the city we both love looks at night. it was beautiful. i was amazed. you hugged me and whispered "i love you" as tiny drops of rain drenched our cold bodies. i managed to look at your handsome face, flashed my sweetest smile and held your gaze for as long as i could until i could no longer contain the flood of emotions i've been trying to hide, like water breaking free from a dam.

we hugged for what seemed like eternity, giving each other heat to fend off the coldness of the night. with your body pressed against mine, i felt your pulse racing wildly inside your chiseled chest. i looked up. you drew me closer. i closed my eyes. and for the first time i let go of everything that's holding me back.

"i love you too."

lalala

can you hear the music?

it's almost christmas! :)

God in fb

"You can tell yourself that you have already decided, that nothing now can stop you, but if that step backwards is so much safer than that step forwards, what will hold you true to your path when the going gets tough? Sometimes, the right thing to do is to take that first irreversible step, the one after which you cannot go back. And now, for you, is one of those times." 

fine things

fine things are unimportant,

relationships are.

Bla Bla Bla on LOVE

Dear Love,

Please don't give up on me. I need you now more than ever. Help me realize that you are eternal; that a thing as beautiful, as precious, as strong and yet as fragile as you is bound to face even the toughest storm at some point in your life.

Teach me to never falter in my faith that you, Love, make the weak, strong and the blind see again. You make miracles possible. Rekindle the dwindling fire of hope in those about to give up on you in their search for True Love.  

Encourage me to seek you not only in my times of sorrow and despair but to rejoice and recognize your work in my moments of joy and happiness with the one I love.

Show me how to love without question, to forgive with condition, to trust without even a shade of doubt. Teach my heart that love is never measured by flowers, or chocolates, or fancy dinner dates nor by expensive jewelries but it is only seen and felt by the heart, those what you call little acts of love.

Strengthen my faith in God, my dear Love, because it is through Him that I have found and felt your amazing presence. Remind me always that God is love and you are that of God's. It was He who made everything possible.

Distance, different timezones, and difficulties in communication are not hindrances for me to experience you but should rather be a clear reminder on how true love conquers the odds, how powerful love is no matter what the circumstances are.

Lastly, if you, Love, choose to put an end to what I have now, may you gently remind me that true and genuine love doesn't cease to exist with one failed relationship. You have my best interests at heart no matter how confusing and painful it gets. Teach me to never give up on you.

Let me feel your depth and let me soar high beyond the skies of love. Make me feel human. Make me feel alive. Teach my heart to be always grateful to have you, pure and untainted love, by my side.  

~xoxo~

Go Sailing Where?

"I am the master of my fate, the captain of my soul."
-William Ernest Henley-

I know.
I've started building my ship long ago.
Everything's set to go.
My ship is ready.
The captain is eager to set sail.
The problem is, I still don't have a map.
The map that would lead me to Paradise Island,
wherever that may be.

Speak, Lord.
I am listening.

Lost Pirates @ Port Bellfleur

 

I may be trapped but this time, I am smiling.

:)

Monday Joy

I don't really look forward to Mondays. Not until today.

I was worried sick all weekend or maybe even got a little paranoid. I didn't care anymore if he remembers  or not what (special) day it was, all I wanted was to receive just a little paramdam from him. To let me know that he's okay. I heard from him after almost three days and that very very short chat calmed my restless heart, it was to me the perfect monthsary gift even if we're miles apart - TIME. I was thankful he gave me that amidst his busy life.

But this time the start of my week wasn't just another ordinary, boring, sedentary Monday. I wouldn't be sitting in front of the computer or be sleeping most of the time until I'm about to have pressure sores. haha. Today I was able to walk for miles under the glorious heat of the sun without getting tired (only to find out that the library is close, i didn't care though); feel the cool wind brush against my skin; talk as in really talk, with my voice coming out of my mouth, with human beings other than my dad. 

I don't even remember when was the last time I really talked that much and listened too. What  we had wasn't the usual chika you get when you get to see someone after a very long time. It was an exchange of ideas, of hopes, of dreams and of fears which I could only do with someone I'm really comfortable with. It was for me a momentous moment. Probably a start of something new. An adventure I am embarking on as I slowly open myself to others in a new place away from home. I felt a little less lonely. I'm excited for the days to come.

Thank you Joy for this day.

You are my Monday Joy. :)

I'm On a High

Thank you

for fixing my broken wings and

for soaring high with me on the skies of love.

And if by fate you'll find your way to this blog, I hope you won't get mad at me for posting our picture. I know we've never really been public about our relationship, well, except for our facebook statuses that is but I think Peter Pan needs a little publicity, you know. All the other male disney characters (Prince Charming bla bla) are so overrated.

Oh. By the way, that's my Peter Pan on the picture. *wink 

What's Outside Your Window

Here's mine.

I took this a couple of days ago when never never land was being punished by Zeus coz I lost my bet against Peter Pan in the ateneo vs feu championship game. That's why you guys are having a sunny weather back there.

I thought being sent to never never land was a punishment I would have to serve for a million lightyears; that I am doomed to be miserable and sad forever. Then I realized after looking at this picture that no matter where I am now, no matter how hard life can get, there is still beauty and happiness. All I need to do is to look within myself and use my heart to look beyond the horizon.

I am no expert when it comes to tackling life's hardest issues, hell, I even suck at it. But come to think of it, the torture you need to go through in school, the pain of working your ass off for a salary just enough for your daily fare, the agony of being unemployed and being stuck at home every single day - all of these make us feel human. We stumble and fall in our pursuit for happiness but what's important is that we rise everytime we fall with our chin held high and with a smile on our face.

We always think that getting something we really want constitutes happiness. But why do we have to wait for so long when we can be happy now?

Delight in simple things.

Appreciate the little joys life showers you.

Be grateful.

Every single day.

Remember, you could always choose to be happy.

p.s. I'm really sorry this post sounds like a lecture. haha. I'm just talking to myself really.  Damn, I forgot where I placed my comedy wand. :) 

Rainy Days

let me just say this, ok?

i am not okay.

you don't know how it feels like being in the cold and unfriendly side of the world with no family to turn to, no friends to help you laugh your troubles away, no boyfriend when you are in dire need of a hug, and no familiar place you can go to when you feel so sad and alone.

maybe these are all just in my mind or a consequence of thinking too much when you've got nothing else to do. believe me, i've been trying to cheer myself up. i am forcing myself not to think too much, directing my attention to things that have interested me before but to no avail.

i still feel so sad and alone.

i am lost without a cause.

unmotivated.

uninspired to become the best that i can be.

i think i am stuck in the pre-adulthood crisis, or so i think i am. it's like i am at this point in my life when i don't know which way to go, which road to take.

i've been praying to God, asking Him what He wants me to be and where in this world should He want me to serve. i want to know the reason for my existence. what on earth am i here for?

i have a lot of dreams for myself when i was younger. i wanted to become a missionary, a doctor, a chef, or a photojournalist. marrying the man i love, raising wonderful kids and having a simple yet a happy home are all part of the list too. but before i settle down i want to find myself first, be the woman that i ought to be so that i could completely and selflessly give myself to others. 

i used to think that my dreams and aspirations are enough to make me successful. then i realized that at some point in my life, i need to stop thinking about what i want and start thinking about how i could take part in God's marvelous plan for humankind.

i believe i am a step closer towards happiness and contentment though i still don't know for now where i'm heading. i am letting go of the plans and dreams i've made for myself. sometimes we need to let life unfold itself before our very eyes and decide on things when the right time comes.   

 i am young. i am smart. i am talented (i think). and most of all, i have the gift of FAITH and the capacity to LOVE.

everything will fall into place in due time.
just give me some time to figure out myself first.

Spin My Troubles Away

I hope it isn't as hard as doing the laundry.

hehe

Bata Batuta

Old Lady: "Eto pala ang anak mo, Joseph. Ilang taon kana hija?"

Me (smiling): "Twenty-one na po, ma'am."

OL: "Talaga? Twenty-one kana hija? Akala ko kanina eleven years old ka pa lang. May boyfriend kana?"

Me (still smiling): "Eh ang eleven years old nga may boyfriend na, ako pa kaya?" But I kept this line to myself. haha 

Kids will always be kids. They remind us of who we once were and their future is a clear reminder of who we are now.

So go on! Live, laugh, love and have kids.

I mean: Live with, laugh with and love kids.

For as long as there is love in this world, there will always be kids. hehe

What a wonderful world indeed. :)

Hopelessly Lost

God is like GPS.

He knows the map of your life even before you were born. He tells you when to turn right or when to turn left or if you should take the motorway or to take the exit right in two miles. Even if you deliberately choose to go your own way, He has alternate routes prepared and will reroute your course until you have reached your destination.

What are you waiting for?
Listen to your GPS device.
Pray.

Blogger's Note: Those bold phrases above are actual phrases uttered by a GPS device. Photo taken last July while we were on our way to Long Beach.

I Just Figured Out Blue's Clues

Peter Pan had been sending his messages in hidden codes today. He doesn't want Ursula, Poseidon and all the evil sea creatures get hold of our secret conversation (which was about ateneo vs. feu, i think.. haha. simanga).

I was about to go mad at him for sending me messages I don't understand (I'm such a loser when it comes to techy stuffs you know) when Steve and Blue came to the rescue! They let me use their handy dandy GT.

So guess what, Peter Pan? I figured it out.

ポトフが勝つ。あなたが踊っている。ハハ！

So Help Me God

Kasihan nawa ako ng Diyos.

I never thought the oath is done in Tagalog. So I stumbled with my words, made the wrong pronounciation a couple of times, and stuck my tongue out every now and then as I made a fool out of myself in front of the young and handsome Vice Consul. Demn. It must be because of my american accent. wahaha! atik ra.

Pwede bisaya ang oath para sa mga bisaya? aw.

Tabangi tawn ko Ginoo.

pwede.

The Knocking Monster

I wake up around 9am and sleep again until before noon ever since I got here in never never land. I turned on the computer to check my fb if someone misses me back home (but lately wala nay nagparamdam, how sad) like I always do before hitting back the sack when suddenly there was a loud banging on the door, our very own front door!

I managed to peek through the window and saw a horrible-looking monster with very big feet and chubby hairy legs. I freaked out so I ran and hid in the bathroom. What if that monster is a sex offender or a serial killer? Or perhaps the police coming to arrest me for not going to school coz I look like a kid? Or maybe an alien looking for a pretty mate to produce offsprings that will rule the universe? Oh my, spare me please.

Just then the banging stopped.

It took me the entire afternoon before I had the courage to open the door and when I did, I found a pink note stuck somewhere near the door knob. It turned out it was nice Mr. Postman delivering an express mail from mom. Now we have to get the mail at the post office.

I didn't tell dad what happened today coz for sure he'll laugh at me nonstop. haha!

How quick are we to judge other people just by the way he looks or the way he dresses himself? Knowing someone is a lifelong process and true friends stick it out through the good times and the bad or no matter how crazy you get. Great souls can be found in the most unlikely places, in the person you least expected.

The lesson? Never hide in the bathroom, just crawl under the bed. haha. Hey, you can't blame me. His knocking really did sound as if he was about to bulldoze our place! :)

Across the Ocean

                

                  Long Distance - Bruno Mars

              This song is for you. You know who you are. 

Like a Carnival

Santa Monica Pier, California.

Life is at times like a carnival. Will you go ahead and choose the ride that suits your taste or would you rather just sit back and relax in the sand as everyone is having the time of their lives?

Hello Raphunzel

Tinkerbell went to visit Raphunzel

But Raphunzel was busy with her prince

So Tinkerbell ate her pretzel,

And devoured all the mints.

Let's Do Some Catching Up

Where have you been?

Oh well, I was busy trying to save the world before bedtime.

By studying.

Nursing is a stressful course and it demanded much of my time and attention. I literally had to juggle my thick books and my huge stack of photocopied notes just to get to the finish line. Plus I need to scrub in just to see the insides of a man, assist more than a dozen of wailing moms deliver their most precious creation, and see people dying or living.

I have learned to love my course. More than just being of service to my fellow human beings; I came to witness the glory of death and the joy of bringing new life to this world in just a blink of an eye - at the emergency room. It made me appreciate life and accept the reality of death. I am a better person now after everything I had witnessed.

My sacrifices and hardwork paid off, "Look Mom! For the first time I'm wearing a toga." (I never got to wear one during our elementary and high school graduation.)

After marching in march (haha), we got busy preparing for the day that would serve as a make or break for our future as nurses. Guess what? We managed to break it, break the expectations of those who doubted our capabilities. Yeah boy!

Just when I was about to celebrate my legalness (is there such a word? whatever), a paper airplane took me away to never never land without my Peter Pan. So yeah, I'm still stuck here fighting pirates, feeding dinosaurs, and talking to deranged genies. Oh save me please before I go crazy. I wanna go home so freakin bad, I don't care if you turn me into a frog in the process. Eeewww...

p.s. I'm not Wendy. I'm Tinkerbell. Peter Pan's friend ever since he was young. I'm tiny ever since. haha. Did you know Tinkerbell secretly loves Peter Pan? Peter Pan is starting to love Tinker Bell too but things are getting hard coz she's so far away. Just hold on tight Peter Pan, I'll be back pretty soon after I gather enough pixie dusts. But until then, forget Wendy. She won't be there for you long enough than I do and always have been. She can't even fly.

p.p.s. Who's Wendy? This is a crazy post. haha

Look What I Found

Whoa!

I totally forgot this blog even exists. I must have been really busy then with school.

Yey. Now I have something to do na while in exile. I'm soooo excited. haha

p.s. I'm not yet a good old granny ha. (see my previous post). lol