oh holidays.

lights. gifts. food. drinks. love.
WHAT COULD BE GREATER THAN CHRISTMAS?

i'm a survivor

at long, long, long last. thesis defense is over. the world welcomes me again. i have resurrected. it's like i had been an outcast for 1 whole semester and now, it's time to shave that ugly grown facial hair and dress from the rugged, smelly clothes to what i was before. yipee. i'm proud to say i'm back and i am socially healthy once more.

and because of that, tonight is alcohol time. it's what stubborn teens do, right? celebration means you have to drink and be drunk and be brought home by your friends because you are already crawling your way out of the drinking place. well, i'm not like that. but i guess i just want to have fun and laugh out all those stressful moments and bad days.

goodbye friends, it's time to have fun before i forget what that word means. happy thursday night :)

a special letter

Dear Santa,

The birth of our Lord is nearly coming! In a few days time, it is already the moment for you to deliver your little presents to little eager, excited children. I know this is kinda late and probably your elves would curse me because maybe there is no time anymore to wrap my gift. But don't worry, my list is not that long. All i want for Christmas is uh... it's funny but... fine. I wish you can place a plastic of I-would-be-nice powder in my stockings hanging in our Christmas tree at home.

I badly need it because our thesis defense is like 3 days away. I plan to sprinkle some of that powder in our panel members' food so that they can feel the spirit of the yuletide season. By that, they would not give us major, crappy revisions. Our panel chair is one of the terrorists of our college and we are really anxious already.

Well, I know this is too much for me to ask but I hope you can give it earlier. Sorry Santa but I am proudly admitting that I am a desperate little child with thesis-inflicted-eye-bags. Thanks in advance. You're the greatest! :)


P.S. Sorry for the stockings, don't be surprised of the smell. I used it the other day when I had my 30-minute treadmill.

testosterone boys

are guys really unpredictable?

i guess this is one of the hardest question one would ever ask me. i could readily answer "yes, they are effing unpredictable!" but the hard part is why? seriously... WHY?! i don't get it why men act like a child having tantrums over a lollipop sometimes.

guys are fun to be with but then one second later they curse gazillion times and just get agitated like a rabid dog. i know, what an exaggerated comparison but it's 89% true. some guys shout "f*ck the world!" without reason. yeah, one of my guy friends is like that. but i still love him like my own brother. and it's just a minor thing of being unpredictable.

what's bloody confusing is how guys fall in love. the song says boys do fall in love. yeah right. funny. one day they're sweet, the second they're who-are-you-i-do-not-know-you-so-go-away. agh! i hate it. hey, i'm not bitter about love but it just confuses me so much. what am i supposed to do?

boys would always be boys and only them understands each other. yes, like a monkey understands a fellow monkey. period.

this whole vampire thing.

twilight sucked big time. it was boring and i really hated it. BIG BLOODY TIME! so when my friends asked me that we should see new moon together, i was like "i'd rather sleep than watch that boring movie!" but i was helpless, they kidnapped me and confined me inside that cold, dark movie house. i felt like crying.

well, THAT WAS BEFORE THE MOVIE STARTED. i just cannot wipe the smile away from my face when we exited the movie house. i can shout 'awwww, sweet' one thousand times after the film. and would you believe that it's not because of taylor laughtner's mouth-watering body but edward cullen's pale corpse- like look? edward is heart- melting. his sweet, deep, shakespeare-ish lines just gave me tachycradia. and when he said "marry me"? oh, you just would not believe how i giggled so loud that i can almost see people glaring at me like hungry tigers because i was such a loud- mouthed little girl.

yeah right. now i cannot admit that i'm already a member of i-love-edward-cullen club that i used to condemn.

hibernated

okay, welcome back to me. after a long, long time i am finally here. just got back from my one-week- minus-two-days sembreak. and i say, it is has been very fruitful. i slept like a hibernating polar bear. haha. right, very fruitful indeed.

i have been thinking... and guess what? it's all about love people, L-O-V-E! that butterflies-in-the-stomach thing. dr. seuss says "you know you're in love when you cannot sleep at night because reality is finally better than your dreams." and now reality is finally better than my dreams. does this mean i'm in love? if the answer is yes then i won't accept is. i am so not going to be.

i don't want to see myself smiling while texting. i don't wanna feel all so happy when someone says good morning. i don't want to doodle a name of whoever next to mine. i never want someone to hold my hand.

oh shit, and now i wanna curse myself for half- wishing all of those things are happening. i apologize... i know these are all so nonsense. love has very bad side effects. BOOM!

so damn good.

how does it feel to help the homeless by just putting things in a plastic bag? INCREDIBLE!!! like eating free oreo cheesecake :)

ondoy oy!

ondoy left us all devastated. great, just great.
lend a hand. yes, many people needs you more than you'll ever know.

up above

tatay just passed away. and now, lolo did.

it is very painful to know that in less than a month, both of my grandfathers passed away. how could my heart break again if it isn't even whole to start with? i've just recovered and now i'm back to the first phase of the five stages of grief.

i say, spend your time with your loved ones as much as you can. tell them you love them before it is too late. make good memories and laugh hard. say sorry for all the things you never meant to do unto them... because our lives don't belong to anyone but God.

when i look at the heavens, i can almost see both my grandfathers happy, free of pain and finally at peace.
Tatay and Lolo, I love both of you very much... FOREVER AND ALWAYS.

boiling point

have you ever felt so little that you can almost befriend the ants? have you ever experienced being snobbed after being all so nice? have you ever smiled like a dog just to please a person? have you ever met a poker faced creature? have you ever spent 8 hours with a person like that? have you ever felt like sticking a syringe needle to her face because she is just so mean and morose? have you ever reached your boiling point?

if i would be asked those questions i would answer a big freaking YES! yes, i did. and i am so agitated. why are there people who just don't know how to be nice? grr. like she is carrying the whole world in her shoulders. i just wanna give her a tutorial CD of 'how to be nice to other people and how to smile at them because they are so helpful and how to be a good example to the younger ones and how to be humble for dummies.' oh, i can still feel the annoyance.

excuse me, i have to do deep breathing or else i don't know what will happen next.

refrigerated pasta

i was too lazy to get out of bed. i just feel so tired. yes, absolutely tired. i even had no energy to cook my self a decent breakfast. i raided our refrigerator and all i saw were leftovers. the spaghetti caught my attention and remembered that i was the one who cooked it last night. yes, cold spaghetti had to be a perfect breakfast. and i don't have the energy to heat it in the microwave either so i just went straight to the kitchen counter. as i was masticating my red refrigerated pasta, i just cannot stop remembering what a relative of one of our patients told me. she knows how to use tarot cards so she had this free session with us.

she said i have a mission in this world. like i can be a faith healer or mind reader or something. riggggghhhht. maybe i'm like peter petrelli or spiderman or buttercup. i'm in doubt of course. i have 10% belief on what she said but the other 90% is still in what-the-hell state.

but imagine that, right? i wonder how it feels to be one. maybe you have this great responsibility, as spiderman says. i will have to design my costume too, i say. but i would never be the popular hero, though. i'd be the friendly mysterious hero. like bob ong's kapitan sino. and hey, i need side kicks. one who can do all kinds of kicks and punches. ha-ha- ha! riggghhhhttt. it is so funny.

would you believe that this hero thing is actually on my mind the whole day? damn, cold spaghetti has bad side effects. don't ever try it. yeah, true.

recovered

we did CPR, we administered the meds, we did our best but she died. her husband was crying and saying words of goodbye and i can't help but to cry too so i left the room.

i still remember my grandfather. this is the reason why i haven't blogged ever since he left. i just cannot write anything. i still feel pain and it seems that i cannot tell stories about happy things. now i know how to lose someone. i remember that i was one of the strongest in our duty group. i don't cry when a patient dies. but now it is different. when i see a patient struggle i become deeply saddened. and yesterday, when we lost the lady even after all we did to revive her, i almost broke down. i now feel what a person feels when someone you love goes back to the arms of God.

but when i woke up this morning, i had a different feeling. my grandpop is on my mind. while i was doing the household chores i remember him and the things he usually tells us. my lolo knows me as a happy and jolly person and he always tells me back then that i should always smile. so because of that... i think i should be back to my old, happy self. he will get angry for sure if he sees me still sad and hurt.

i know, we will all die. and i will see him again soon, that's for sure. he wants me to be happy, i just feel it. i mean, not happy because he is gone but happy because he is now at peace.

so here i am, proudly saying that i am A- okay again. i'm back to my old crappy self. yipee :)

para kay tatay

'mag-ingat ka sa pagluwas!', 'magminandal ka muna.', 'ano ang balita?'... ito ang karaniwan mong maririnig mula sa labi ng aking lolo. hindi ko na maririnig pang muli ang mga salitang iyon. lagi siya doon sa may kusina, nakasilip sa bintana, nag-iisip, pinapanood ang bawat sasakyang dumadaan sa kanilang bahay. hindi ko na muli pa siya makikita sa kanyang upuan. hindi ko na muli pa siya masasabayan sa pagkain ng instant noodles. hindi ko na siya maipagluluto pa muli ng kanyang paboritong spaghetti. hindi ko na siya maririnig mangulit na kunin ang kanyang blood pressure. hindi ko na muli pa siya makikita... ang aking lolo, siya ay nasa langit na.

napakasakit. hindi ako makapaniwala. habang nagwawala ako sa taxi nang matanggap ko ang tawag ng aking pinsan, hindi ko alam ang gagawin ko. hindi ko matanggap na wala na ang pinakamamahal kong lolo. napakasakit isipin na may oras akong alagaan ang mga pasyente ko sa ospital tuwing nagduduty ako, pero hindi ko man lang naalagaan ang aking lolo sa kanyang huling mga sandali. hindi ko man lang siya nakapiling.

siguro nga, lahat tayo ay dumadating sa ganong pagkakataon. kaya ngayon, kahit napakasakit para sa aming lahat, iniisip na lang namin na mapayapa na ang aming tatay sa piling ng Diyos. hinihingi ko po ang inyong mga panalangin para sa aming tatay. maraming salamat po.

Tatay, mamimiss po namin kayo. Gusto ko po na malaman n'yo na mahal na mahal na mahal na mahal po namin kayo at kayo po ay manantili sa aming mga puso.

blogless

i am not a vocal person. i actually fail during oral recitations because i cannot express the things processed in the three parts of my brain. as i always say, i can write but i cannot speak. i have this mannerism of stuttering and saying ahh's and uhmm's a gazillion times before actually delivering what i wanted to say. i am the president of our class and i still need a spokesperson to meet my 42 poker- faced, big- mouthed, hard- headed classmates. i hate the fact that i am a total loser in speaking. it is one of the skills a good nurse must have and unluckily, i don't have it.

and now, i think i am losing my ability to express my thoughts through writing. lately, i have been very eager to blog but i cannot blog anything. my brain says 'type' but my hand says 'i don't want to, dammit!'. so now, because i cannot really tell you anything sensible, i will just share this really creative video from a british teen named charlie. i think i'm starting to like his videos. he is just so cool.

nineteen

i just turned 19... well, one week ago. haha! and because of that i came up with my 19 resolutions. and one of those, never mind the others, is to be a better citizen of our country. i finally decided to register myself as a voter whenever i have the free time. it suddenly hit me, like a comet from the neighboring universe- one vote really counts alot, right?

politics was the topic of our conversation a while ago. because the operating room was so benign, we just talked about things as such. we had a good time talking about stupid, corrupt, evil politicians who don't know anything but to pocket the money of taxpayers. and we just find the idea of celebrities who run as mayor, governor, congressman or counselor stupid. they don't know anything about running a country. when will they stop? maybe a school exclusive for celebrity aspirants is a fabulous idea. they must take courses like theology so they can can fully understand the meaning of 7 cardinal sins, economics so they can actually do something good if ever they win, and a subject like i- will- be- a- true- leader- because- i- love- my- country- and- its- citizens. well, i am not a total stereotyper. i don't say that all politicians are evil. i know that SOME have true and sincere intentions. and i applaud them for that. i appreciate their effort to do good while the others do evil things secretly. yeah right, as if people don't know their dirty deeds.

many are called but few are chosen... let us choose the best of the bests. do you want change? i'm nineteen and i want change! let us vote wisely, okay? this is not an ad of AKO MISMO or whatever. i just want a decent work after graduation. yes, that's it.

yeah dude!

one of my guy friends felt that nature was calling him so he asked me if he can do number 2 in our unit. i said yes 'cause i felt he really needed to do the thing. my other guy friend came with us. and moments after, another two testosteroned humans came.

it felt weird hanging out with the guys. i mean, being alone with four crazy guys in a room. it is not like we did something really crazy but it was, i must say, funny. i proved that guys really talk like that. 'ganda ng chick na to oh!', 'f*ck, ang galing ng move na yun ah', 'ano bago sa uaap?' and blah blah blah. i've been with them for the longest time but it was only today that i realized how different it is to hang out with the guys. they eat like monsters, they really dig hot women, they giggle on a manly way, they laugh and talk with their mouths full. but after all the boyish, disgusting, extraordinary stuffs, serious matters were still there. boys talk about love. boys believe that they still need the feeling of being loved.

for two and a half hours, i was just staring and observing them- how they talk about girls, how they cheer for their B-ball team, how they eat one pack of hotdogs in two minutes, how they forgot that i am with them in my own unit. boys... they are really funny :)

the lady in yellow

I was still nothing when the EDSA revolution happened but my mom's stories tell me that this one woman had been a real icon of democracy. She was our country's first lady president and had been one of the world's finest leaders. Courage, faith and true leadership are the things she will always be remembered for. President Cory Aquino, you will forever be in every Filipino's heart.

this is happiness.

happiness. it is what i always want to feel. i just don't know exactly what it is. all i know is i feel happy when i read a comic book, when i eat french fries, when i doodle on a paper, when i look at the blue, blue sky, when i wake up on a sunny day, when i watch comedy films, when i had a satisfying sleep, when i see fireworks, when people crack jokes, when i shout at the top of my lungs, when i look at my family, when i pray at the church or chapel, when i see my crush, when i know i helped someone, when i give, when i forgive, when i topped a quiz, when my patient got better, when i received something.

and now i just feel it. the unexpected, unexplainable, great feeling. no duty tomorrow. OOOOOOOHHHHHH YEAAAAAAAAH!

anxiety, oohhhh, anxiety!

i just finished looking at the list of the new registered nurses of our nation. 32, 617 out of 77, 901 passed. and now all i feel is severe anxiety! hwooh!

now i have the feeling of pressure. you see, people have this certain level of expectation that you must meet. and that 'people' are your PARENTS. the ones who worked very hard for every cent of your tuition fee. the ones who believe that you will make them proud. on the other hand, some people say "okay lang bumagsak sa una. god's will." but hey, would you ever allow that? 'course not, right?

i have nine short months! now is the time to be seriously serious. from now on, time is more precious than gold.

unhealthy living

school was busy. many requirements to do. group meetings every after noon. barely have time to relax. or at least eat a decent food .i know how to cook. and i actually love to. but obviously, my schedule just won't allow me.

i've been a regular customer of KFC, mcdonald's and jollibee. oh yeah, july has been my fast food month. i know that too much fast food is bad. maybe the bad cholesterol in my body is already befriending my arteries so they can bind there forever and give me hypertension. and i don't want that. so since today is my free day, i decided to do the grocery and buy some healthy stuffs.

my grocery list:
- mixed vegetables
- oranges
- green leaves
- bananas
- yogurt
- milk
- wheat bread
- milk
- tofu
- fruit juice

things in my basket when i reached the counter:
- instant noodles
- canned meat sauce
- chocolate drink
- junk foods
- cookies
- 1 small pack of mixed veggies

talking about healthy living, eh? oh deymn, that is why i hate going to the grocery alone.

nothingness

26 floors above the ground... i can see the whole of metro manila. the LRT, the PGH, the small establishments, the tall buildings of Makati, my school. it's sunday and everything's at peace. no rain. thank god!

i am interpreting and working on this lab works. oh i can't think of anything. i just want to stare out the window and just look at things. the things God gave us. the innovations of men. the LRT. oh how will everyone survive without it? the PGH. a big public hospital that caters to the most indigent people of our country. they have the best nurses and doctors. the only thing it lacks is better facilities. the small establishments and tall buildings... a thousand of them but when will our economy get better?

deymn. it's been 30 minutes and i still got a blank page. crap, i have to work. i need ice cream. i'll go down to buy ice cream then work. ice cream will get my brain working. eureka! it is the only thing i need.

rainy monday

TOP TEN THINGS A COLLEGE STUDENT MUST DO WHEN THERE IS NO CLASSES ON A RAINY MONDAY.

1. upload pictures on all your accounts. your friends are killing you already.
2. watch a chick flick. happy endings can make you feel good.
3. eat popcorn while watching a chick flick. happy endings can make you feel good... and popcorn can make it even better.
4. do household chores. have you ever heard of 'CLEAN YOUR ROOM'?
5. text your friends and tell them you have no classes. it's just once in a while *evil laugh*
6. go to the mall and window shop. who knows? maybe it's rainy monday sale.
7. go to taekwondo training because you have finally decided not to quit.
8. finish the 10 remaining pages of your pocketbook that has been in your bedside table for 3 weeks already.
9. sleep like a hibernating polar bear. it's the only time you can get sleep.
10. make yourself a good lunch.

okay, obviously i have no classes. God is truly great. He gave me chance to relax a little bit. i can finally say oh yeah. gotta start doing activities on my list. ciao :)

oh men.

IS IT OKAY FOR A GIRL TO ASK A GUY OUT? i was reading a magazine when i came across this question. and if would be asked to answer this, it is just a big, big I DO NOT KNOW.

knowing that our country has a very conservative culture, it is more than hard for a girl to ask a guy to have a date with her. most people, especially adults, just find it aggressive. and i just cannot imagine asking "hey, do you want to have dinner?" i don't know how guys do that. because when you ask that question, you will only get one answer and it is either "yeah, i would love to." or "sorry but i cannot because (insert a thousand of reasons here)" and the feeling is just happiness or depression. girls are known to have sensitive feelings, and yeah, i admit that. so maybe it would really break our hearts if a guy would turn us down after using all our pride and courage of asking him.

likewise, it is very hard to predict a guy. most girls do not know what are the guys' thoughts. i hope there are how-to-read-a-guy's-mind-when-you-finally-decided-to-be-aggressive-towards-him courses. if a guy said yes to a date does it mean he also like you or he is just good enough not to turn you down? if a guy says no does it mean he hates you or he is just to too shy that a girl asked him out?

now i realize how hard this is for the males. maybe we, women, cannot do it because we are simply not capable of containing the feeling of rejection. oh crap! sometimes i just wanna go to that someone and ask the one million question. but i can't. i just can't.

today...

i am satisfied.
IT IS MY LUCKY DAY!
no oral recitation plus many experiences in the emergency room. woohoo.
GOD is oh so GOOD all the time :)

panda eyes

one of my favorite movies is kungfu panda, when i find a person nice and cute, i call him/her a panda, i love eating hello panda. obviously, i like the creature but even though i really like them i still don't want to look like them. but hey, i'm already in the transformation phase. i can already see a dark circle on each of my eyes. and maybe, tomorrow when i wake up, i'm already a big, cuddly, fury black and white bear.

these past few days are busier than ever. i never imagined that senior life would be this oh-no-jam-packed-schedule. good thing i didn't collapse in the operating room when i scrubbed in. but yeah, my eyes were so droopy because it's such a cold, cozy place to sleep in. my mind was dreaming while my eyes were awake. end result? i was shouted at by the anesthesiologist because i handed her a clamp instead of a scissor. my ears failed me when they heard 'clamp' but the doctor actually said 'cut'. tsk, tsk.

it's really tiring to wake up at 3 30 am and sleep at 11 pm. 5 hours of sleep plus 8 hours of standing in the operating room plus school requirements? oh no, that's just like 80% superhuman, 20% student. but anyway, i'm already a senior. a senior's motto is 'never give up'... even if you already look like a panda in your graduation.

this is a future picture of me :)

go or not go?

tae kwon do. it is one of the things i have learned to love. i remember joining our school's TKD team just because i want to be close to one of the members. i never really thought that it would be a part of me.

first, i am not an athletic person. i was actually denied by our college's basketball team. the coach says i am 'too weak'. yeah right. second, i hate hurting people. physically or mentally, i just hate it. third, i am a nursing student. i have mountains of requirements to do, many duty hours to complete and gazillion of responsibilities i must keep in mind.

actually, right at this very moment, i am thinking if i should leave the team. there are times that i just cannot handle the fatigue after two hours of kicking, shouting and sparring. but a bigger, bigger, bigger part of me says that i should not leave the team because it is where i made friends outside nursing. it is where i developed my perseverance and patience. it is where i release my stress by kicking hard and shouting loudly. it is where i found joy of the purest form.

i am really confused right now. should i go or should i stay? boy, oh boy. i hate making decisions. especially if you have to choose between two things.

lame sunday thoughts

it has been a lazy sunday for me. i woke up to the voice of my mom telling me that i should bring my brother to the nearest hospital because she is afraid that my brother is already afflicted with AH1N1. i went out of bed trying to tell her that it is not because my brother was not exhibiting enough symptoms to be diagnosed with such. i ate breakfast. the usual koko krunch and milk i have been eating for already three weeks.

then while chewing on my oh-so-exciting breakfast, the cereal commercial popped suddenly into my mind. it made me smile- the thought of that crazy koala bear and never- growing kid accidentally spilling chocolate in a rice field. i think that is lame. really. after my breakfast, i bummed around the living room listening to my ipod's old school music. eraserheads. they are really cool. their double- meaning lyrics always make me think that things are just like that and just live your life in whatever way you want to. and simply listening to eli's 'pogi' voice gives me a nice feeling. for 3 hours, i just sat there, listening to OPM, fall out boy, some girl pop group, old school love songs and singapore metal.

we heared mass and we ate lunch. tofu. chinese food. it's crazy how filipino culture is influenced with the chinese's. and i was thinking... maybe, after a year or two, that chinese influence on us would be replaced by korean culture. i mean, koreans are everywhere. they are like mushrooms sprouting suddenly from nowhere. don't you think that's scary? filipinos looking all asianovela-ish and eating with chopsticks and smelling like kimchi? ha-ha-ha!

after lunch, i took a bath and went to the nearest salon to have a haircut. lucky, no people in line. the stylists were just busy laughing their heads off while watching pokwang and sam milby. one tall, blonde, gay stylist approached me and i told him/her/himher that i want a trim and bangs. after 10 short minutes, you'll never guess what i look like. that freak made my bangs look like it was cut by a grade 3 for fun. argh! i hate the thought that he was paying more attention to pokwang than me, his customer. i thought of grabbing the lame blonde hair of the stylist and shave it all off so he can look like a microphone. but i know i cannot do that so i just payed their fee and went out.

i went to the building's swimming pool. smelled some fresh air and realized how lame my sunday is. no, how lame my thoughts are. i should have better thoughts. don't you think?

the simple life

i just finished my 6- day immersion last tuesday. oh, it was one of the most memorable duties of my life. the community people are hospitable, the kids are sweet, the nights will be spent with cricket sounds around, the aswangs and other supernatural creatures are there with you. there you have to really strive hard. fetch your own water, cook you own food, clean your own space.

kapag may tiyaga, may nilaga... true, true.

our humble abode :)



good morning, caritas viilage!


playtime with the caritas kids.


handwashing demonstration to the community

the cradle

dorm sweet dorm- i will never forget that little message located above the television when you enter our school's residence hall. i am happy that i am not a dormer anymore. no more curfews that deprive me of having fun after a long tiring day. no more annoying sermons from the dorm managers. no more waiting at the bathroom when there's many people in line before you. no more loud- mouthed neighbors to disturb you when you have an impossibly long exam the day after. but together with leaving the dorm is the fact that there is no more roommates. no more fun nights. no more review sessions with your dormer classmates. no more eating meals with the girls you had your first night with away from home.

it has been three weeks and now i find myself missing the warm, welcoming place. i miss the nights when we have nothing to do but bum around and watch a scary movie with all the lights off and all of us in one bed eating unhealthy junk foods. i miss rainy days when classes are suspended and we just have to sleep til we cannot anymore and just wake up, order fastfood and just laugh, talk or bully each other. i miss shush-ing that neighboring room when we can almost write their biography because they talk really loud.

i admit that i really hate staying at the dorm because you have to comply with zillion rules and policies but what am i doing now? i am missing those silly things. i am missing our cradle (that was kinda dramatic but believe it or not we call our dorm 'the cradle') but whatever, what they say is true... you only realize one's worth when it's gone.

matured talks

i love talking with my friends. talking with them has a special effect of making me happy even if i'm on my worst mood. i admit that most of the time, our conversations are mainly about nonsense things like who farted during the reporting that made the whole class chaotic, who's turn it is to pick where we would eat lunch, embarrassing, nerve- cracking moments of each and everyone, who won the NBA bet... because our clique has more boys than girls, it is somehow expected that our everyday lives would be more of fun and "boyish" stuffs.

it is the thing that i least expect- having serious talks with the boys- but lately, most of our conversations were more of the matured ones. i know you would find it rude but when one of my guy friends told me that he would continue his studies to be a surgeon, i just laughed at him. but after a couple of more texts, i realized that he is serious and that is why he has that special passion in the operating room. it made me feel like i won a thousand tickets in timezone. ha-ha! kidding. but it seriously made me happy because at last, the moment came. the moment when we realize what we really want to be other than being a rockstar or an NBA addict. and hey, i realized that even though we don't talk about petty things, it makes me happy knowing that we are getting matured and more adult-ish.

i guess sigmund freud's and erik erikson's stages of development are true after all :)

mom? this is creepy.

time flies really fast. i was a freshman three years ago- three years that seemed like 3 hours- and now i am about to face the life of a senior. yikes, creepy. i'm dreading the days of thesis- making. i swear i never liked our research subject. i almost failed our intro to research course when i was a junior. yes, i hate it. i hate it more than a child hates eating green veggies. but i have no choice. i have to be good on it because this is like almost half of our grade.

as a senior, not only do i have to be good on research, but i have to be good on almost everything. it makes me feel really itsy- bitsy small when my clinical instructors tell me "oh, mgfo- fourth year ka na hindi mo pa alam yan?" agh! i hate that. sometimes i wanna tell them "mam, sir, i know that i'm already an incoming fourth year but that does not mean that you have to know everything about nursing." duh, they have to understand, right? like us, they were once students. likewise, i have to learn how to wake up to the crappy sound of my cellphone alarm. seriously, i have this disease of snoozing my alarm clock and waking up finding out that i only have 15 minutes left to prepare for duty. now that i would be living outside the school i have to be more patient and be an early bird. i have to be more studious, more patient, more prayerful and more, more, more.

i know that this is way, way more serious. this is my last year... last year to be better at school, do greater deeds and prove more things. may god bless me :)

scandal of all scandals

everywhere i go people are talking about one person... or yeah, maybe two- hayden kho and katrina halili. students at the comfort room, gossipers at the LRT, guys at the street and even patients in the hospital. i don't know that their scandal is more worth-talking- about than four freaking cases of swine flu in our country.

there are gazillion of scandals being sold in the streets but i don't even know why this one is so special. so special that it costs 150 pesos per copy.VOYEURISM- a psych disorder in which a person derives sexual pleasure from looking at naked bodies or sexual acts of others. maybe the guy has the disorder so just get over it and move on with your life. don't waste your time watching showbiz news with never ending reports about the scandal or don't use your energy talking about it. just pray for them, will you?

home sweet home

i've been sick for four days with on and off fever and a sore throat. AGAIN. and now, i have a reason to be paranoid because of the latest case of AH1N1 virus in our country. anyway, it was really hard to take care of myself especially in the dormitory where resources are not readily available. i became the paracatemol parasite to all my dorm mates. i had nothing to eat because no one will cook for me. well yeah, nothing to eat except for the all-fried breakfast food being served which are obviously not oh-so-yummy for a person with fever. at duty (yes, i still reported for duty) i had the worst heavy-head feeling. too bad for me we were assigned at the emergency room- where adrenaline is always up and everything is like a jungle.

thank god friday came and it was time to go home. ooooh... the sweet feeling of being in the warmth of your own bed when you are sick. home is indeed sweet home. you have your family to take care of you. there's mom to make sure everything is fine and you have the for-the-sick food, your siblings whom you can rely on when you cannot get out of bed, your television which you can consider your best buddy. so after a day, i got well and ready again for school.

ooooh, what feels better than being home?

i love you

"when you look at your mother,
you are looking at the purest love you will ever know"
- chick benetto, mitch albom's FOR ONE MORE DAY

happy mother's day to all the mums out there...
to mom, thanks for all the love. i love you more than anything.

things are meant to happen

mistakes are meant to happen. believe me.

taft survival challenge oy!

it was 2 o' clock and we were about to leave the hospital when we decided to have a divisoria trip to buy some 'essential' things we need. we knew that there is a typhoon but the rain started to lighten up so we just shrugged it off and went anyway. we thought the rain would totally stop but when we were in the jeep already, it suddenly rained really hard. the 30-miunte ride to divisoria became 50 minutes because it was really o-frantic-traffic along taft ave. good news that there were less people in divi because of the rain. we shopped our head off then decided to go home. when we stepped out, we were shocked by the ankle- deep water in the street.

since we had no choice, we walked through yehey-baha street to ride the jeepney. when we reached taft avenue, it was unbelievably worse. the water is 6 inches higher than the water in divisoria. i was squirming like a pig while walking in the flood because it was my first time. and it was just disgusting because you can see how dirty the water is. what's more disgusting is you can feel that you feet are slimy under the water. like, what the hell? you are walking in a giant pool filled with dirt, litters and whatever you can spit or excrete in the streets. it was like a free foot spa because you can actually feel the particles. it was the ultimate survival challenge. i stayed inside the bathroom for almost 1 hour when i arrived the dorm. i am not a yuck-eww-kadiri person but it was just... eww.

moral of the story: don't be hard- headed and just stay at home or the dormitory if it is raining hard.

PRECAUTION

here i am, googling more facts about swine flu. i am getting really paranoid because i've just learned its signs and symptoms that included fever, cough and sore throat. i think i have all of which. well, i was off from fever since yesterday but my tonsillitis (which also have a sore throat) is still persisting like hell. maybe i am just too paranoid. i am considering that the cause is the weather. these past few days were rain-or-shine or rain-and-shine. and i eat chocholates like i have some willy wonka ticket to find, another probable cause of this argh-y tonsillitis i have. but swine flu is all over the televison and the internet so i cannot help getting too nervous.

we should all be aware of the precautions. they say the the H1N1 virus may not survive here in our country since it is really hot here BUT it is also said that it can survive 2 hours without a host so it can go roadtripping all around for 120 minutes without us knowing. for us to be safe, proper handwashing is encouraged. it is the universal precaution. washing our hands with water is not enough. washing with soap or a disinfecatant is highly recommended. covering our mouths while coughing is also a must since the virus' mode of transmission is from person to person. secretions must be disposed off properly. i mean PROPERLY. do not spit in the streets, for pete's sake, ito ang isa sa pinakamalalang sakit ng mga pilipino. likewise, do not forget to take your vitamins. it can really help.

so there. as a student nurse it is my duty to give health teachings to everyone. as we always say PREVENTION IS BETTER THAN CURE. be aware and do not get sick so you won't get paranoid like me. good night!

DEPARTMENT OF HEALTH says...

"the" earth day

last april 22 was earth day- a day of heavy rain (really heavy rain), floods and many stranded people. my classmate joked "galit na si mother earth", and actually i was thinking it is true. mother earth is pissed off because we celebrate a day for her but we really are doing nothing.

we were on our way to duty when i saw how abused mother earth is. the floods were knee- deep in almost every corner of manila. i witnessed a world- record traffic. drivers were getting hot-headed while children were happily LOL-ing bigtime, enjoying their free swimming not realizing that they can get a planet of disease out of the dirty water. we passed the pasig river and i was extremely saddened and maddened by the look of it. it is like a floating dumpsite. i cannot understand why people have to throw their wastes on the river. i am sure, the inventor of garbage would be extremely disappointed because most Filipinos don't recognize the use of his great invention.

then most people have the guts to get mad because they cannot get a cab or they are stranded to death in a particular place or they have to cancel a date because of the rain. most of us don't realize that we get angry of our own faults. organizations, programs and projects are everywhere, seeking our cooperation and help but we are more interested in finishing a computer game, chilling out in a nice cafe or watching sh0wbiz news to get gossips.

"isang balat lang naman ng candy eh" is what we usually say. what if half of our country's population also said that and threw a candy wrapper the same time as you did? we have to wake up. banners, pictures, tv commercials are not enough if we don't give our hearts to it.

WAKE UP... nothing is too late.

first of summer

one week down, 20 zillion weeks to go.

my first week of summer school is indescribable. we had two days off but i didn't feel the yehey-walang-pasok emotion. i don't know... maybe having summer classes during, well, summer is just a not-so-happy idea generally. why? because first, it is burning hot anywhere you go. actually i am half- dreaming that we have our orientation thingies inside a big refrigerator... while eating ice chips on bathing suit. second, i'm pressured to pressure myself to focus on school because 3/4 of my mind is thinking of fun, parties and getaways leaving only 1/4 for school. third, i so not want to wear 4 layers of clothing for duty because (see first reason). why o why does it have to be this way?

i hate it, i hate it, i hate it.

uhh...this is so weird but while i'm in the middle of typing another i hate it, i realized that it's for me and my patients so i don't have to complain. and besides, it's my last summer of being a student so yeah... i don't have to be a whiner and just wish myself a happy summer ahead.

why you have to use it.

learn from it. ha-ha!

my summer wishlist

it is summer and it is obviously hot. i am sticky and sweaty because the sun won't just stop radiating. the church this morning was full of people because it is palm sunday, it looked like it was the premiere night of harry potter, twilight and you changed my life all together. the church seemed like a huge sauna. after the mass, i have decided that i must really go somewhere else to satisfy my body's need of water.

last night, i was watching a show that featured all these popular beaches of our country and i cannot imagine how i envied all the people in those beaches and how i wished i was there too. i'm actually asking myself what am i doing wasting the precious time of my summer. i must have fun! summer is for fun.


beaches i hope to visit this summer (or this very moment if i can):


BORACAY. boracay is another meaning of summer when you look in the dictionary. haha! i've heard being there is sooo much fun but requires some large amount of money. nevertheless, i still hope (even though i know my mom would not allow me and would not give me money) i can visit this world- renowned place... THIS SUMMER.



SIARGAO. it seems like another yumyum place to be. i hope i can fly to surigao del norte even though it's hundreds of meters away from manila. they say that one of the highlights of the island is surfing since it has the reputable surfing break named Cloud 9 which is one of the top surfing waves in the world.




PAGUDPUD. it is called the haven in the north. well, the picture is telling me that it is really a, wow, haven. my cousins went there and they say that it is really a two thumbs up since the beach is not too crowded. what is amazing is that it is near taiwan already and you can see taiwanese fishermen and boats in the sea.



LAIYA. this is the most accessible, because it is only in batangas, so i am quite sure that if ever i will have the chance to go beach-ing, this is the place where i would be.... and now, i am actually thrilled to go there.


i hope i can go before the classes starts. but na-ah... it is holy week so having fun is really not my priority for now. anyway, happy beach-ing people. wherever you will go, just tell me about it when you come home! :)

when you are alone...

- you would be insomniac. i have our bedroom all by myself and for two nights, i cannot sleep until 3 am! gawd! i am just used of sleeping with my siblings... hoohoohoo!

- you would be addicted to asianovelas. i cannot keep my eyes off the tv screen. kung pwede nga lang maligo sa harap ng tv, gagawin ko. ha-ha! i just cannot get over the sweet moments and scenes. such shows , i consider modern fairytales, yes.

- you would busy yourself with menu planning. since my momma is away and no one's gonna cook, i have to take the responsibility in the kitchen. i cannot ask the maid to cook cos she's busy with other household whatevers.

- you would find yourself visiting unusual websites. last night, i read things on wikipedia even if it is really not my hobby. i also visted manga university because i wanna learn how to draw the manga style. nagpapakadalubhasa... weird, right?

- you would have no other choice but do house chores. since i have just finished the asian romantic comedy i was watching, there is NADA to do but do good deeds and help in cleaning the house. cool? i don't know man.

hahaha! i don't know if this is worth blogging... I JUST HAVE NOTHING TO DO AND AM BORED TO DEATH!!!

boo-hoo-hoo for the summer

yeah, it is happening again. my family would, for the third summer, leave me alone. boo-hoo-hoo! they will go to saudi arabia without me! but yes, i have to understand. we have our summer duty so i cannot go with them and since i don't wanna be selfish, i have to let them fly to the land where everybody is prohibited to eat pork and is required to pray six times a day.

i just miss arabia. it may not be a country full of beautiful sceneries and breathtaking places but being there just feels sooo... yeah, good life! it is a country where social life starts at night because when you go out with the sun still shining, you will feel like you're on a gigantic toaster. when you go out in the morning, malls are closed and most women are inside their apartments because they are not allowed to work (now, that's the good life i am talking about. ha-ha!). i miss mall-hopping every night. literally...mall- hopping because in almost every street of jeddah, saudi arabia there is a mall erected or is being erected. people there don't know how to save. believe me.when you enter a grocery, you can see families pushing three carts or more. well, it is reasonable though, because supplies there are cheap. i miss eating shawarma and arabic rice and chicken...

aww... maybe after 3 years of not having summer vacation in arabia, i miss everything about it and if i continue, this post will be an unending list of what i love about the holy land of the muslims.

now i realize, how sad it is to be here alone. to survive, i must have a prestigious plan of how to have a blasting summer. and since my sister is working, the rest is in saudi, me alone... maybe house party is a lovely idea *evil laugh* ciao!

aww, sad...

wala pa ding nababawas sa movie list ko. huhu!

suddenly, unexpectedly

vacation, vacation. no homeworks, projects or papers. it's like everyday is POET's day (Piss Off Early Tomorrow's Saturday). vacation life is all but a bum's dream.

since it's nothing-to-do time, i just sleep like a lazy dog and read like a genius on every single magazine in our home. yesterday, i was reading a back issue of reader's digest and i came across an article about love then suddenly, unexpectedly, i remembered my religion class. as in, "the" last religion class of my college life (yes, it must have the "the", because it's like something important. haha!) . our last rel ed subject was about marriage so we were talking about love and commitment and everything about relationships for the whole second semester. our last topic was 'what really is love?'. and up to now, i don't like the topic. why? because it's just unexplainable.

my professor gave us a hand-out that served as a guide. and on that hand-out, the author said that love is not a:

1. feeling
2. falling in love
3. myth
4. so on and so forth (others that are not mudane to our everyday life)

yeah, i accept the author's opinion about it. love is not blah- blah- blah because love is blah- blah. but, if love is not the ta-ta-ta as what he stated, what really is love? love is an abstract noun that can never be quantified or defined as whatever by whoever. love has different definiton for each and every person.

so what's my point? the topic 'what is love?' must be eliminated in every teacher's lesson plan. because it is just unexplainable. and it would just be an unending debate. i just have one sure thing about love- it is GOD and what He has for us.

hahaha! i'm so weird. i don't wanna think about school yet i'm blogging about it. maybe when you have nothing to do, you just remember about the things you are used to do... like school. LOL ^^

a surprise for someone. now, this is love... for us.

because i'm a loser

back then, i was not really fond of watching movies so i was one of those freaking losers. it is only when i started college that i had the chance to go to movie houses whenever i wanted to and had the interest to watch HBO, star movies or cinemax. but then i still cannot relate whenever they talk about films... the ones during my elementary to high school days.

one lazy afternoon when we were having our duty at a health center, we started talking about the greatest films there is. they were like "oo, the best yang movie na yan!", "ang hot ng bida don.", "ang panget nung ending e.." and i was like "sino ba bida dun?", "about san yun?", "huh?!". my groupmates were really amazed that i have no idea of 95% of the movies we were talking about so they decided to make me a list. A list that contains the coolest/ greatest/ hottest/ most touching/ whatever-you-want-to-call-it movies i still haven't watched.

MOVIES I NEED TO WATCH BEFORE I DIE:
- Lord of the Rings trilogy
- Noting Hill
- Serendipity
- Gladiator
- Matrix Trilogy
- Any Rocky movie except 5
- Saving private ryan
- Dawn of the Dead
- Saw 1
- The Guardian
- E.T.
- Tenacious D and the Pick of Destiny
- The Bachelor
- The Curious Case of Benjamin Button
- V for Vendetta
- My Bestfriend's wedding
- Jerr McGuirre
- Closer
- Awake
- Dazed and Confused
- Sixteen Candles
- Never Back Down
- The Godfather
- American Gangster
- Deja Vu
- Vantage Point
- The Island
- Rockstar
- The Exorcist: Director's cut
- Constantine
- The Prestige
- Fever Pitch
- The Terminal
- It
- Face off
- Pineapple Express
- Juno
- Stomp the Yard
- You Got Served
- Superbad
- License to Wed
- Sweeney Todd: Demon BArber of Fleet street


I was able to watch 4 of them (the ones in orange)... 39 more to go! they gave such a dramatic title so i wanna change it to MOVIES I HAVE TO WATCH BEFORE THE SUMMER ENDS. i hope i can meet my goal. so now my first task is to borrow dvd's from everyone. toodles! :)

my simple dreams...

summer is here and summer jobs are everywhere. ever since i was a little kid, i dream of having something to do during summer aside from sleeping til noon, watching TV til it explodes and reading pocketbooks til my eyes hurt. i wanna earn extra money so i can have something to spend. too bad i still cannot fulfill that dream of mine because i have classes from april to may. but if you would ask me, i would love to spend my summer as a...


McDONALD'S CREW- i know it's hard and i know it's tiring and that's why i like it. i wanna experience the toxcity behind the counter of our favorite fastfood. i wonder how they make cheeseburgers and what's the secret why people love it so much. i want to feel the pressure in dealing with a demanding, out-of-the-reason customer. i want to wear that cute uniform and annoying hairnet.

TOURIST GUIDE- i want to go to places i haven't been to like, top of the list, baguio. i can read all the necessary information and study all about our country's famous spots because i know in return, it's going to be a lot of fun.

BARISTA- do i need to explain? it just seems fun to be one. hahaha! plus the free coffee. coffee= caffeine= me.

TEACHER- i want to teach street children. i want to teach them how to read, write and draw. i can be with them all day! it's not everyday that i see grateful smiles of children so spending a summer helping the unfortunate ones can be cool too.

RIDE OPERATOR- ... at enchanted kingdom. how cool is it to test the rides every morning? i wanna experience that. haha! even though i am afraid of riding the roller coaster. and yeah, i just think it's a happy thing to see families, group of friends and couples having their time at the amusement park.

if ever i would have the chance, i will- for sure- grab the opportunity and be one of those listed above. summer does not mean being a bum, right? have a blasting summer ahead! ^^

everyone's gone bad???

i've just heard the reason why chris brown was arrested for domestic violence and i just cannot take it. i was like 'did he just do that? really?' he just seems to be a very good guy so i'm still in the state of denial that chris brown is not a mr. nice guy. yes, i'm still in denial.

i don't know but i think everyone has changed lately. i have a friend who ran away from home and refuses to go back. my classmates are backstabbing each other these past few days. the good students are turning into i-don't-care children. the studious ones who spend their night sstudying have just proclaimed themselves as not and started drinking 6 times a week. everybody is getting short- tempered, including me, yes.

WHAT IS HAPPENING? everybody is sooo alien- like and i just want to ask 'who are you? which planet are you from?' i know that the only thing that is constant is change and i have no violent reaction to that. it's just that i want a constant change for the better. i don't want everyone to be bad or things to get worse.

honestly, now, i am wishing for world peace... and for rihanna and chris brown to be back on good terms. SPREAD PEACE and BE A BETTER PERSON!

DAY 1

Even though at first I was kind of bitter for having duty on a holiday, I still consider today as very meaningful.

Being a first- timer at a mental institution, I am quite excited and nervous to handle clients since I still don’t know how to deal with them. The orientation and ward tour really helped a lot. Somehow, I was “desensitized” and I can already see the picture. All of my what- ifs, fears and anxiety were somehow taken away.

One thing that concerned me most is the situation of the clients inside the mental institution. I can see how old the structures are and how most parts of the areas need renovation. As a government institution, I think government officials must develop and provide funds for NCMH so that they can make their facilities better since environment is one of the factors that can help in rehabilitating the clients.

I consider today as a good experience. Having seen the clients and having observed how other students handle them, I gained some confidence for the next day. Reporting for duty on a holiday is not a bad idea after all.

hey! it's holiday!

tomorrow is holiday and i can do all the thing in my mind. i can watch a DVD my friend lend me long time ago, finish the pocketbook i borrowed from my roommate, or surf the net all day long.

i am happy because i believe that students really need long weekends from time to time. maybe if a conduct a survey of what are the stressors of most teenagers, school will be top 1. requirements, research papers, homeworks.... AHHHH! they are never- ending! students deserve a break. and because i am a lucky kid, TOMORROW IS NOT A HOLIDAY FOR ME! i will still have to report for duty. could you believe that? argggggghhhhh!

so you, just enjoy your free day for me. toodles.

to them all...

to all the nursing board exam passers, God has blessed you! Congratulations!
to our university's BSN batch 2008, Les Femme du Sacre Couer, you brought us glory! Caritas Christi Urgent Nos!

and after a year and a half, it's my turn.

it's february 14 and the whole world is in love!

every guy has a bouquet of flowers in his hand, every girl has an excited look on her face and everyone has the aura of love- of Valentine's day. the tradition that started during the time of Geoffrey Chaucer, the great author of the Canterbury tales and until now, it is a tradition celebrated by couples... and singles like me. AND I AM NOT BITTER. it's february 14 and the whole world is in love!

i hate all the emo people out there sending quotes of bitterness because they don't have a date or they're single or they just don't have anything to do. i saw this circle of friends at the mall wearing all black and heard one member say 'walang valentine!' they're really funny for being oh-so-bitter! and duh, 'valentine'. i admit it, i am kind of emo too and there's that little pang of jealousy but i know i have my friends with me. i received three roses from my guy friends, see? who needs a boyfriend or a boylet to have a fun, fulfilling V day?

i am happy to see couples walking together with sweetness, eating happily with love. there's the feeling of 'awwww'. we filipinos are just the best in celebrating V day- the baduy lines, the flowers from Dangwa, the eating out, the gasgas ways of surprise, the boy holding the girl's things. filipino guys, for me, are the sweetest creatures. anong sinabi ni romeo? the best pa din si florante.

i don't know... i'm just happy.

HAPPY V DAY! spread love :)

if i were a boy

i love being a girl. this morning, i was brushing my teeth and looking at myself in the mirror. i have a long hair- what if it's short? i have a headband- what if it's waxed and styled up? i am petite- what if i'm 6-foot tall? what if i'm a boy?

if i were a boy...

... i would hang out with skater boys and skate all day long. but then i will not look like a poser just like the guys i see wearing skater shoes, big earphones and all that outfit but cannot really skate at all.
... i would give my seat to a girl or an elderly standing in front of me at the LRT.
... i would eat at McDo not minding how fattening it is to dine there.
... i would own a PSP.
... i would not get nervous whenever i drive. swabe lang dapat!
... i would get smelly from playing basketball.
... i would not be "maangas". i would not act like i own everything around me.
... i would never ever be late for class not like my other guy classmates.
... i would never be bolero and would not use lines like 'na-love at first sight kasi ako sayo'
... i would be ready for a date especially if i was the one who asked for it. i would not argue where to eat or what movie to watch.
... i would be an architect. yes. and draw people's dream homes.
... i would be in the soccer varsity team. soccer is just cool!

but then it's just weird imagining if-i-were-a-boy. being a girl is just as rocking fun!

35 little not so secrets

the only rule is HONESTY

[ONE] Who was your last text from?

> yuri, the only paulinian swimmer. hahaha! peace tol.

[TWO] Where was your default pic taken?

> no default pic here.

[THREE]Your relationship status?

> sumisigaw na SIIINNNGGGLLLLE!

[FOUR] Have you ever lost a close friend?

> yes. many. we lost the friendship but they're still alive, okay?

[FIVE] What is your current mood?

> swabe lang. hehe! not too happy, not too sad.

[SIX] What's your brother's name?

> gio miguel

[SEVEN ] What's your favorite color(s)?

> white, black and blue

[EIGHT] Where do you wish you were right now?

> europe. my ultimate dream place.

[TEN] Ever had a near death experience?

> yes. when we went cave hopping at biak na bato in bulacan.

[ELEVEN] Something you do a lot?

> study, study, study.

[THIRTEEN] What's stopping you from going for the person you like.

> it's just hopeless.

[FOURTEEN] When was the last time you cried?

>i forgot. my life is going smoothly right now.

[FIFTEEN] Is there anyone you would do anything for?

> of course!

[SIXTEEN] What do you think about when you are falling asleep?

> school, some person and tomorrow.

[SEVENTEEN] Who was the last person you talked to on the phone?

> sir jamison. this morning.

[EIGHTEEN] What are your favorite songs?

> my favorite song for today is seventeen forever by metro station. i have many favorites. haha!

[NINETEEN] What are you doing right now?

>blogging. texting. watching tv. i'm miss multi-tasking!

[TWENTY] Who do you trust right now?

> family.

[TWENTY-ONE] Where did you get this survey

> from some bulletin board.

[TWENTY-TWO] Have you kissed someone in the past week?

> friends, mom.

[TWENTY-THREE] What is your lucky number?

> 5?

[TWENTY-FOUR] Who are your friends that are closest to you?

> ivan, kaye.

[TWENTY- FIVE] Describe your life in one word?

> great!

[TWENTY- SIX] Have you ever kissed in the rain?

> still dreaming for this to happen.

[TWENTY-SEVEN] Who are you thinking of right now?

> our taekwondo president.

[TWENTY- EIGHT] What should you be doing right now?

> sleeping.

[TWENTY-NINE]If you could wish for something over a birthday cake right now what would it be?

> better things to come my way.

[THIRTY] What are you listening to right now?

> songs from myx hitchart.

[THIRTY- ONE] Who was the last person who gave you a hug?

> mafe. my ever-cuddling classmate.

[THIRTY- TWO] Who was the last person who yelled at you?

> kaye? i guess...

[THIRTY- THREE] Do you act differently around the person you like?

> yes. i act nonchalantly. haha!

[THIRTY- FOUR] What is your natural hair color?

> black with some brown

[THIRTY-FIVE]Who was the last person to make you laugh?

> myself? haha! i was telling a story and it was very funny. see my post below.