An open letter to an airywoman

As Filipinos, it's been a tradition to give gifts to our loved ones, friends and what not during Christmas. It's part of the essence of Filipino Christmas that has been in practice for over a century, I bet.

Be it a little something or a grand big thing. But giving gifts just for the sake of giving is another story.

I don't understand what kind of thinking those people have in mind. Don't they realize that what they give is a reflection of their personality.

Let's put it this way: "if you give something trash-ish, then you're more like it than the person you're giving it".

Don't give gifts to belittle someone. Or cos' you think Its the only thing they deserved. Please have a second thought.

I personally choose the gifts im giving away. putting myself in their shoes to see if they'll like it or not. To received a trash-ish gift is like a slap on my face. I would rather not receive gift than having to have been given another trash to throw.

It
Is
Not
A
Gift

It's a trash.

Don't get me wrong. My happiness is simple. I appreciated the gifts that's been given to me, just so I know it comes from the heart!

Lovelove

Mantra

Every year, I set my theme goal. For 2013, it would be...

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I like to keep things left hanging, so this is a good mantra for me this year to keep me going.

Check ?

I sorta made my own checklist this year...

I love them piggies

“Friends can be new, friends can be old. But all of them are as precious as gold”.

Last hurrah with my piglets for this year. Who would've have thought a friendship like this will happen? I just known them for 5 months but its like I've known them more half of melife.

We've been through the topsy-turvey adventure you wouldn't wanna know... Shshshshshsssshhh

They have been part of my "life of a travel" and so many others of my so-called maturing life. Lol

I present to you, 2009

It was a year to remember and a year to forget. I just realized it yesterday that it will be 4 years since I felt being a real "teenager". It's a year were many life transitions occured to me. Lot of things came true that I dreamed of back in highschool.

Crazy friends, literally every night (& uhm, some days) that we drink here and there. They're the company I got beyond my expectation. I miss them so much. If ever time machine was real, those are some of the days I will surely go back and relive the moments over and over. It sounded much overrated for you but it's really how happy I am those times. euphoria. Nothing compares.

Partying till dawn, A DISCOnnection notice (monthly) from our land lady. Not because we don't have money to pay for it. It's just that we're too happy to care over some less happy things. Haha

My heart beats. My heart got broken that until now I'm picking up the pieces and fixing it with my bare hands, I got wounded. I still wanna go back to that year where almost felt like a fairytale.

I'm all ghetto today. I passed down some tears in the middle of typing this. haha. Crazy. I don't know if I have to blame the chcolates. Or the hormones. Or the fatness. DUH

Xo,

Boys, you shine.

How awesome this boys are? Pure awesomeness. They never fail to mesmerized me in every new single they released.

I grew up listening to their songs, I grew up kissing our TV screen when they're on the MTV. Those days, where pop rules. Dirty pop. Loljk

Their songs always hit home. I'm forever a fan. A supporter. No matter how many times they've been off and on cam.

I love them boysz to bits. I had the privileged to watched them perform live last 2010. Which is btw, my 16-yr old dream. Too bad, I didn't have the means to watch them again just this year when they got back here in the Philippines to perform with the other band, in which the name I can not remember.

But as I always say, I'll nvr get tired watching them perform live, over again. All over again. Never, ever. They made my childhood more memorable. so, next time. I'll make sure, boysz.

Much love. BSB rules. \m/

Unwrapping them boys early Christmas present. :)

November, can't get any better

Okay, there's a lil' sarcasm in the title. But wait, counting the exams, quizzes, preceps and other school works our professors promised to give us justify the title. DUHWTVR

So there,  I'm counting the days 'til the next vacation begins, which is the Christmas break, btw. Just ended-up the sembreak with a bang but dang, the hangover still hunting me. I got a bit shocked on the first day of second sem 'cos srzly the past two weeks was one hella fun.

I.just.think.abt.fun.and.lived.in.dreamland and reality is just cruel, I present to you my evidences below:

October 25: Lab. Conference
November 06: Small group discussion
november 12: Neuroanatomy module 4 long exam
november 13: Physiology quiz
             preceptorial
november 15: Physiology module 7 LE
november 16: anatomy quiz
november 19: IC LE
november 20: histology LE
november 21: histology lab LE
             biochemistry LE

(and the list goes on)

life.

An open letter to my blood sucker

Edward, dearest

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My love. As you have an idea how hectic my schedule is as you have noticed to Carlisle's. Please bear in mind that my love and support can not be measure by being around with you at the premiere night. I may not be there physically to give you cheers, but here me from afar, there I am whispering the echoes of my heart. WTHITLKNGABT?#*) LOL

Love,
Theonedreamingabtyouifitsnotobviou ;)

bear hug

With all this sssshhhhhhhh*t coming right up, I srzly needed one right about now. I tell you, MedSchool is no joke, no joke.

Strong foundation of faith, perseverance, motivation, inspiration and what not are much needed to maintain the so-called "sanity". GAA. am goin' bonkers. WUUTTTYALOOKINAT Y'ALL? :P

lost

I can't described in words or by any means about what I felt inside of me right about now. I kind of lost in my own lil' world.

Sometimes, to think made it more worst than not to think about it at all and just act with my impulse.

I needed my energy-boosters: shopping, vanity, make-up, and a glamorous pink lipstick! gimme gimme

sisters from another misters

I'm so psyched thinking that I will get another chance to spend quality time with two of my few best gal pals.

We've met in college, we have been friends together since. We see everyday at school (even after school, "bottle" moments.. ugetit? lol), we share chikka's, countless lols, and what not. 

fast forward, separation anxiety comes into play when we graduated. We walked on different paths, one leave the country for good, we rarely saw each other since then. 

Everytime we got a rare chance to be together, we assure its going to be worth it, full of fun and stories that has been itching to be told. 

Coming back to the present. Good ol' friends lightens up the mood when things overshadow with doom (and in my case, its MedSchool). It always calms me just thinking that I have them behind me. Ready to catch me when I fall, Assist me when I get weak, listens to me when I needed someone to listen to me ranting and what others a good pal will do. 

my kind of OCPD

It's my exam tomorrow. And guess wutt I'm doing. 

The mess in my room are gettin' on my nerves and I don't have the heart to just ignore it :P

Grandpa

I must let it out with my system or else I'll go crazy. Received a text from dad that my Lolo will be confine in the hospital tonight. Initial reaction of a lolo's girl like me is to cry (am actually crying right about now). What will you expect, ghetto feeling flowing all over me...

I love my lolo so much, and I can't afford to loose him right now. Argh,,, I can't think of words, PLEASE PRAY FOR MY LOLO :')

PPT

This is whatever. lol

I'm just psyched every time I do ppt presentation. It's just my third time to do it all my life. believe me. I graduated college blessed without doing any... amnatgoodatity'know.

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unclear.

WARNING: This is random!


How I miss my good ol' friend.The "friend" where I can let my emotions out without the fear to be criticize... simply, cos' it can't talk like that. LOLJK. nuff with the non-sense intro.

I miss blogging, it's something that I took for granted in EONS. There's so much I should've blog about, from the day I started working on my first ever work experienced up to the life-wrecking decision that I made. TO SUM IT UP, there are so many things that I wanna breath-out my system but chose to hold-it for this long 'cos I can't find words how to say it. how to express it. maybe 'cos of exhaustion almost from everything.

Pictures stored in my internal HD, and words stuck in my head. when can I let it all out? perfectly? I don't know. Anxiety goes up every sunshine, ( I am a freshman, medStudent. just so you know where I'm getting all my anxiety, stress, depression and the like. it's no joke.... no joke) , feeling of hopelessness feeds me brekky, frustrations, pressures adds up to the bitterness of my morning. 


I'm quite proud of myself that I can able to control my bed epiphanies at this point in time, but then I realized that the "just woke-up" bed epiphanies is much worst that that. It's more of reality, Facing reality... whatever....


There's sooooo much things that I need to learn. and read! All but something new to me. No dissensitation at all, no gradual process. It's an "absorb it" or "not at all" thing that should happened in a snap. It's difficult, 'cos it doesn't ring a bell at all. 


I'm losing control of whats happening in my life right now, even writing on my planner has been a major task. I know they'll say that best thing happens unplanned. but this kind of "life" i chose should always be on plan or else.... it's like the domino effect, all else will fall and wrecked.

I never learned time management. That's what I'm paying for it right about now. It's hard if you're not sanay at all. but I just have too. It's part of the progress, my progress, for my better tomorrow.

I know God's with me, family and friends who's praying for me. My faith bent a bit forward at times when I lose it, this whole thing is driving me wildly insane. I'm trying to keep my life on track and hope that when I woke-up all my craziness, dilemmas and what not will fade with my dreams.

MedSchool is suicide. believe me. but it'll be worth it. I know. Someday, I'll read about this post with a sweet smile on my face. I'm excited for that day to come. just like when I rant about my upcoming NLE here two years ago, I'm already a nurse. :)

sweetlife. hugs!
okay, back to reality.

Exactly what I need

[late post]

It's been famous around the world for a decade, or even centuries, that retail therapy is a girl's best friend. yes, not just diamonds and stuffs. It's also known to cause bipolar (warning!!! ting ting ting), you'll ask me why? here, when a girl shop, it can make her insta-happy, but at the end, insta-sad when she opened her wallet and only to find a five centavo. LOLJK

I did some shopping today to, atleast leveled down the anxiety im feeling right about now...

I feel happy to shop with my baby

that saying, when you cant't sleep for four days, buy it. i can't  sleep for two weeks!

love at first sight.

acid wash.

for me, it's not that yummy.

new fave: graham and cheese shake

peg!

we ate here...

i did some BLACKing today too..

I've been to lazy to update my blog recently.