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When the reel comes close to real

“What good is it for someone to gain the whole world, and yet lose or forfeit their very self?”

Luke 9:25


Recently, I've become addicted to the show Breaking Bad. For the lack of anything decent to do, I found myself running out of TV shows to watch. Lame, I know, but yeah, hashtag, story of my life. Haha So anyway, the characters the actors were portraying really intrigued me. They were able to portray the internal struggle the individual is having. Take Pinkmann for example, he might seem no-good, but he tries his best to do whatever he thinks is right. Despite his addiction and immoral ways, he is capable of feeling and caring. It was best portrayed when he lost his girlfriend through overdose. And then of course, there's Walter White. He started and tried living his life in order, played everything by the rules; and then, when he started production of illegal drugs (which, to his mind, is the only way he can provide for his family given the terminal cancer), he never knew just how much impact it'll have on his life. Initially of course, he was just doing all of it for money's sake, but eventually, the guilt ate up his whole being - consuming his soul, even.

Too much drama, action and cartel stunts aside, I guess it's the same way in all aspects of life - when we venture close enough to the edge, we'll never know just how much it'll burn us unless we cross the other side. It will always be a never-ending struggle between the tilt towards the righteous or the corrupt.


A friend of mine recently has gone estranged. Heck, estranged isn't even the word for it. I guess, alienated is more like it. I don't know exactly what happened, but I've seen the change before my eyes. When you care so much for someone, seeing that happen hurts no matter whether that person has hurt you intentionally or not. But yeah, seeing someone you truly care for get consumed like that hurts. For years, I've noticed the slow progression of this disease-like soul consumption and tried to warn him/her. Of course s/he didn't listen and continued on his/her wayward ways. To make the long story short, just like anything else in life, the friend has come to a point where s/he has nowhere else to move to - or has been totally burned, for that matter. Leaving nothing else in him/her left to burn. 

Perhaps s/he has been thinking about this for a long time and just shunned away all the feelings in the deepest closet of his/her being until it's no longer bearable. I guess, no one can hide from what's truly inside that long no matter how hard we try not to confront it. And so, after so many days and nights of struggling alone, this came out...


The cure for cancer, and the answer to world peace


Now that I got your attention, here it really goes. First, I can’t do Science and I curse a lot like ‘normal people do’. Second, I’ll just want to share the bug I found out recently in my brain. This is a glitch report to myself.


I find no satisfaction in everything that I do these past few weeks. I feel like there is an empty vacuum that needs to be filled-in in my life. And so I did found a sacred thing to augment this space in a form of a liquid called beer. But all it gave me is a hangover and couple of stupid moments. But it was fun, I never regret it. It’s just that it did not solve any of my concerns.
My problem, whatever it is, persisted. I tried to mask it with busying myself to work. Though it temporary rested my thoughts not to mention my boss being happy, at the end of the day it haunted me. And so I thought, I have to know what is happening to me. For all I realized, I am wasting my energy, my time and I am losing it like a cancer within my soul.
I started to wonder as I stare in the mirror. What has become of me? And I didn’t like what I saw.
For all that I have achieved in my life, I am thankful for it - it changed me almost completely. I embraced and nurtured the idea of this progress in my life. The time has fueled all of this, and realized I almost burned myself.
It is nostalgic that some four years ago, I am just your typical kid - just another face in the crowd. I am a carefree boy who doesn’t give a damn about what other people might say to my words and actions. I speak my mind and act according to my conscience. I cherish the freedom of my innocence.
Four years forward, here I am, a confused guy who is looking for the answers to the unknown questions; entangled to the chains and shackles on the way to the pursuit of true happiness - the product of bad decisions and lost friends.
The thing is, I almost forgot that kids’ life-fundamentals. Losing myself on the way to my dreams has become the dilemma in my story. I unlearned the basics of happiness to give way to more sensible ideals in achieving the “target”. Little by little it has become a trend and it defaced the value of my basic understanding of things. Until such time that I felt nothing but a machine.
Ambition has driven me to learn and achieve in life. And with this same ambition, I destroyed my personality. The cure to this, is not being a person with no ambition at all, but by looking back to the things that really makes you happy. One does not need to be the king, if what he really wants is to be the knight or the jester, perhaps. Look on the things that make you really happy, and not to those that you think will satisfy other people. That is one’s responsibility to himself to cure the self-inflicted cancer and make this world a tolerable place to live in.
I continue on this battle. I move forward to my dreams and looking back to the kid that once inspired it all.


There was once a point when I knew exactly what you were thinking and we can basically hear each other's thoughts out loud. Frankly, that's no longer the case now. As stupid as this may sound, I still get you. I still understand your pain and struggle. This may not seem much, but I hope I was able to help in some way. This little blog post may be the only thing you asked from me, but I hope I was able to make you feel better just by listening and still believing in the goodness in you. Do not worry, whatever you did or thought you did, the person I was with will always be the memory I'd keep coming back to. I just know, that you know deep down, that your best self is still there and will always be there.

Easy Breezy

First off, I want to give myself a pat on the back for having been able to run nonstop for more than 20 minutes yesterday. Yey me! It was a first, let me tell you all. Haha Well, I sort of have this breathing problem every time I run that I always seem to be too conscious of my breathing and tend to not breathe normally. Does that make sense? I hope it does. Hahaha Well, for the longest time, I have been trying to fathom the proper way of breathing whilst running that I even asked my marathon-running friends about it. Crazy? I know. Sorry for that. Hahaha Well anyway, yesterday, whoala! I was able to to figure out not only breathing properly, but jogging without pausing. Such a feat. I'm so proud. Hahahahaha

It takes around 20 minutes by foot to get to the place I'm comfortable running at. It's a bit far from our house and I prefer walking which also serves as a warm-up. All in all, I spent more than an hour to-, back-, and jogging at Ponticelli. Ha! I still feel marvelous until now.

I guess the sky has to do something with it. I got too busy looking up the magnificent vast space above that I haven't had time to worry about breathing. Best thing that happened yesterday, if you were to ask me. :) Anyway, here are some snippets of my work-out chronicles. :)

This has to be my favorite shot yesterday. Lookie! The sky's red :)

 The red sky being more pronounced

 Some hues of lavender were present too!

 Sunset during the first work-out day. I simply love the province

 Some more of the pretty sky and look, this time it's pink!

Simple things like these help make me appreciate life more.
Who am I to give up when everything's just this beautiful?
God must really be awesome.


I just thought that this post just gotta have some music to back it up. And well, hey guys, I really loved this rendition of Put Your Records On. Such a wonderful song with such amazing artists to sing it with. This video has got me repeatedly listening to it on the loooooooop. So cute. So girly. Just flimsy. Nuff said. Hope you guys enjoy! :)


Caroline Glaser and Danielle Bradbery battling it all out on The Voice Season 4 :)




Hay. Life is beautiful. I feel so blessed. Thank you, Lord for sunsets here in the Philippines are always beyond amazing. :)

A trusting heart

And I thank God for giving me the news today rather than weeks or months back. Else, I wouldn't have had this strength I have right now. Today was proof that we create our own demons and the thing we fear most is only what our mind creates. Thank You Lord. I know You have a bigger and better plan than what I have ever imagined for myself.

In other news, this marks a new feat. Goodbye, hair! 😊



Breather

Life hits us in the most unlikely time and places.

I had an epiphany awhile ago. Actually, I've been meaning to have one (as if I can force it out of happening) since last Friday. I kept trying to find answers to questions I've had for the longest time - keys to problems and just all I'm going through right now. I even found myself looking out the buses and jeepney windows I've been riding on the whole time I was on vacation but yes, none came. Until, awhile ago, as I was en route Cavite, everything started to become clear. I don't know why God has chosen to give me those realizations while I was on a public van, trying to stretch the last few minutes of my 'vacay'. But anyhow, I felt as if a big burden was lifted from my chest. I somehow felt renewed and light. I know I'm not making any sense to any of you reading this, but that's just how I feel even up to now.

I feel I can take on anything again.

It's a nice feeling to have my strength back. After the past few weeks, I didn't know I still have it. I was ready to give it all up. Until awhile ago, I realized, that the world is full of possibilities and I still have a lot to offer it despite my failures, shortcomings and tragedies. Amazingly, I was finally able to visualize concrete plans to embark on had my initial plans don't push through. A few weeks to months back, all I see is a dark blur for my future. Imagine the horror it gave the li'l miss planner me.

Thank You Lord for the visions. That's all I really need right now.

I take that back. Well maybe I will also be needing these in the next coming days:
☑ New Hair-do
☑ New blog (yep, you heard that one right. In the next couple of weeks, my followers will get a personal email on my new blog ☺)
☑ More relaxing vacation
☑ More books to read
☑ Healing
☑ Acceptance
☑ New plane to take

All in all, the past couple of days has been wonderful and amazing. Thank you, Bicol. ♥
Taken from the amazing Bulusan Lake. And yes,
the whole while I was there, I can't help
but think of our travel plans.

Some ME time

It has been a long time since I last went out by myself. I guess the thought of being alone scared me more than being lonesome itself. And then I realized just now how I missed being by myself - not worrying about the world's complexities and just enjoying the 'now'.

Life has been messing up with me for the past couple of months that it has been so easy for me to lose sight of who I was and what I want to be here for. This week, I was reminded that no matter how shitty things have gone, not much has actually changed - I'm still here. And that should've meant something, right? I mean, if God wanted me out of this world, He should've just let me die during the shooting a couple of weeks ago, or could've caused some accident to annihilate me BUT HE DIDN'T. And I guess that should've accounted for something.

As cliche as it sounds, I know He doesn't give us problems we cannot handle. And as I was trying to look at the bigger picture, it isn't too late for me, after all. I can still be happier. I can still find the man of my dreams. I can still become a doctor. I can still pass all my subjects. I can still go to places I have always wanted to visit. I can still build myself into becoming a better person. I can still work on something in my life that my future self will thank me for. ☺

It hasn't been easy to be in this place I'm at right now. It took me months to stop with all of the crying and moping. I was on the verge of self-destruction. I wasn't myself - I was nobody, actually. I wanted myself dead. I thought I'd be doing the world a favor if I just disappeared. But then, just like what I said a couple of weeks ago, one will never know his strength until he is at his weakest. I was stripped away of the life I used to know and the only person I loved truly was suddenly taken from me. It was the lowest my life has been - well, it sure felt that way, if ever it really wasn't. Haha Well, my point here is, I just want to thank my friends and family for everything. I wouldn't have been able to surpass everything without their help. So, here goes...

I thank my MedSchool friends for all the support and help. You guys really never gave up on me even when I was doing so on myself. Thank you Steph and Jeanne for always listening and accompanying me just so I could focus and study. Thank you for all the advices and understanding. I know you may not have approved of all my decisions, but you guys were always there, giving me a hug or a spank whenever I needed one. hehe :) Thank you Melvin and Justin for always being there as well. I know I haven't been talking to you much lately but I have always felt your concern. I know you have always wanted to protect me from all the hurt but you just can't do anything about it. And for that, I thank you. Thank you Yen, Kath, Vivi and Jerro. You have always been there to listen and to make me smile during my lowest times. All the fun and great energy you provide me with is incomparable. I really needed that. You never failed to give me something happy to take home with me at the end of the day. Every passing day, I always had something to be thankful for because of you guys. And you don't know how much that means to me.





I want to thank my orgmates from UPTC for being so understanding and caring. You guys have always looked out for me since time immemorial. You were my second family and I still consider you so even after all these years. Thank you Gretchen and Janboyet. You know I love you and you are the people I'd give my life to if I have a chance. You were the epitome of true friends. We haven't been together as much as we used to but you never failed to make me feel your presence even if we already have different lives of our own. Whenever we meet, I feel like I'm in Elbi wherever we go. Haha Thank you for all the love and support you have and are currently giving. The four of us were the tightest of the cliques before, and now that it's only us three remaining, thank you for never leaving me on my own. I don't know how much I can thank you but there, I have given you a lot of thank you's for this post, haven't I? Haha Thank you Dre for all the wise words. You have always been the big brother I looked up to and you just always know the right words to say every single time. Thank you for all the understanding and for always being the bigger person for everyone concerned. I knew I could always count on you. And of course, thank you Chass for all the listening, understanding and care. We have been through a couple of major things together recently and it has been easier because of you. Thank you so much for everything. The recent events made me more closer to you than I have been during my whole stay in the University and I thank you for opening up the way you did. You're one of the few youngsters I truly love. And I know for sure, one day, we'd be happier. ♥






And of course I want to thank my long-time friends Kathy, Ivy, Hanny and Anne.. Kathy, I know we haven't been spending much time as we used to but it really meant a lot when you reached out and offered your support. I can't be more thankful for everything. We're miles apart but I swear, you never failed to make me feel the sincerity of your love and concern. I hope to see you soon. :). Ibedon, thank you so much for all the empowerment and wise words, you never made me feel like I, or the situation I'm at was judged. We haven't been spending that much time together but I'm really thankful for having a friend like you. I knew I can always count on you. :) Hanibunita! Oh my gosh, how can I ever thank you enough for all the love, support and fun? You have been my bestest friend since HNF41 days and I must say, we have come a long way from our College shopping sprees and endless conversations. I really am lucky to have you in my life. Thank you for always being there for me through all the good and the bad. Thank you for teaching me a lot of things and for always being a reminder that life should always be dealt with smile and composure. We have just been through a lot that I know I wouldn't be the person I am now today if it weren't for you. Bola-ish but true. Hehe :))) And of course, Anne Krista, thank you so much for all the love, support and friendship. We haven't seen each other for literally years but you have always been there. You're still here, giving me support and you just don't know how much you helped me during those times when I was at my lowest. The daily conversations really helped me more than anything. Thank goodness for technology as I can converse with you even if you're already in Auz! I never thought that our friendship could've endured all those years. And I say we have become closer than we were when you were still here. I swear one day, I'd be able to visit you there. You are one of those friends I am lucky I am able to keep. Thank you for everything ☺





I'm not saying I'm past everything but because of you, I have come to see things at a different light. Because of all your care and support, I'm in a better place. And most importantly, because of all your love, I'm no longer afraid. I now realize that I need not be afraid for I am not alone. I am being given love more than my two hands can ever clasp.
THANK YOU AND I LOVE YOU. 
CHEERS TO MORE YEARS OF LOVE AND FRIENDSHIP! ❤☺



















Morning thoughts

And then it hit me, I think I need some help. I've been depressed for far too long that until right now I'm still dysfunctional to the point wherein I cry almost everyday.

...and this thought actually scared me.

No judgments, please. Like what I said, help is what I need, but most importantly, understanding.

2012 is for the adversities: A tell-all - annotated

One will never know his strength unless he is at his weakest.

If I can summarize this year in one word, 'challenges' comes to mind.. I have been made to face endeavors not only on the academic aspect of my life but in my family and relationship as well - which, as anyone of you can guess, comprise the most part of my being. In short, my year has been one emotional turmoil.

It was difficult. But even difficult is an understatement. I have cried tons of tears this past year if that can be a gauge on how hard things became for me.

1st Quarter (January-March)
I remember trying to fight to keep my spot in medschool at the start of the year. Medschool has definitely been the most mentally challenging path I embarked on. Never in my life have I had difficulty in studying to the point where there came a time when it already border-lined depression. Most of the time too, I tend to ponder if this is really for me. Am I really where I'm supposed to be because for the longest time, I just don't feel at home. I have never felt I belonged here, actually. But, as all things in life, this has been my choice and I just have to suck it all up, because difficulty is not enough reason to stop anyone.

I got a grip on myself and was finally able to pass all my subjects. During these times, I realized that one can only go as far as he'll let himself. My own self was my biggest adversity. The main problem? Thinking too much. The main solution? Focusing on the things that needs accomplishing.

2nd Quarter (April-June)

Depression, loneliness, frustration, and long-distance relationship never adds up to a good sum. For the first time in almost 6 years, Sam and I broke up for more than a month. Up until now, I still cannot pinpoint the main reason, but I guess we just both got burned out along with the agony of not being together. I was at fault for that break-up, I confess. Sometimes, when we're too focused on our goals, it is easy to lose ourselves. I let my depression get the whole of me. I changed for the worse and I dragged the relationship along with it. Knowing that it is I who has fault wasn't easy either. I was the one left with all the what-ifs and could-have-beens

Then, summer vacation came. I tried focusing what's left of me and made it into something greater. The time alone helped me focus on myself. I cultivated, nurtured and molded myself into the person I am right now. I first targeted the depression by reading self-help books and reflecting on the areas of my personality I wanted to target. Then, I allowed myself to enjoy household chores and cooking. I rekindled with old friends and started counting blessings instead of frustrations. In short, I had a make-over, so to speak. ☺

3rd Quarter (July - September)
And of course, just as the 3rd quarter started, Sam and I got back together. Haha I knooooow. I told you, it was one helluva chopsuey-like emotional turmoil for me. Haha Along with the start of a new school year, my love life held promise of a tabula rasa. It initially wasn't that smooth as we're still both broken and hurt from all the things said and done, but we were able to somehow get over them and was happy. Although, I never thought that that happiness can only be short-lived.

4th Quarter (October - December)
This I guess had to be one of the most difficult things I had to face this year. My dad has been in and out of the hospital for almost a whole month. For the first time, I have seen him so helpless and just plaintive. It literally broke my heart. The realization of my parents aging started creeping in. Why do we have this tendency to think that the world just stops the way we remember it? I have been too focused on myself that I have forgotten the fact that it is not only I who grows.

Then semestral break came. I have been given the most shocking news I have yet to receive so far. I need an extra year. Until now, I still haven't made up my mind on how to deal with that, but what the hell. I still need to pass my subjects this year before I deal with that demon. Haha

On top of all that, before the year ended, Sam and I broke-up for good. I caught him cheating. I didn't see that one coming, really. It just wasn't him. But, enough of that. We have talked about it just a few days ago and we have settled things between the two of us. It was a sigh of relief, actually. All I really needed was the whole truth. It's difficult to explain as of the moment, but, what is done is done. I still may not have accepted the whole fact as it is, but I'm getting there. And I think that's what's important and what I need most right now. And now I know, what we both need is to heal. And who knows, maybe after all the pain, regret and suffering has ended, true love still prevails. I hope so. I really do. ☺

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That's basically how my year has been - a complete set of crazy, but important just the same. I still haven't faced and dealt with a lot of the things here but this 2013, I'm hoping for breakthroughs and solutions. I am a strong believer that these things were given for my growth as a person. Cheers to better and bigger things! HAPPY NEW YEAR, EVERYONE! ♥ ☺ ♫ ♪


P.S. I basically edited the contents of this entry as I have been so sabaw while doing this, the timeline's just so confusing, hence the mix-up of dates. I have actually been itching to edit this a week after I wrote it but I haven't had the time (not that I have all the time now). K, I'm mumbling all to myself again. Ciao for now!
-edz (3/18/13)

Fearless


Let's just say that this week has not been one of the best, not one of the good, and not even one of the so-so either. Haha It would've crushed my old self, then, but right now, I guess I'm too adamant on changing my old ways.

As far as I'm concerned, I have received the best advice this week. "Well, that sucks I know," he said, "but I guess that'll just depend on how you'll look at things. A normal person will look at it plainly and say,'You're at the bottom'. But a wise person will look at it differently and see that you're on top. It just depends on your perspective."

And I guess, it is. It all is. Thanks for this, Mr. Navalez. I can't thank you enough, actually. Upside-down, it is, then! No wonder all children always seem to be so happy - they never fail to amuse themselves with life's complexities. :)

This July: Don't you worry...♥


...because even if life offers problems difficult to handle than it seem;
...because even if sometimes we rarely find time to be at peace even with our own selves;
...because even if we encounter people highly different from ourselves;
...because even if stressors in life are everywhere;
...because even if delegated tasks are more than what your two hands can bear;
...because even if we don't get to have everything in life;
...because even if we don't get to be always with the people we love;
...because even if we don't always get what we want;
...because even if it's too difficult to be thankful and grateful for blessings;
...because even if life places you in roads where optimism is too difficult to find;
...because even if we often fail;
...because even if others look down on us;
...because even if frustrations get the best of us;
...and because even if no one understands exactly the difficult shit we're at...

...as Bob Marley puts it, "every little thing's gonna be alright"
...and because you're the only one with the capability to actually ruin or make your day. ♥

Failures and first days

Today was our first day of classes. New school year, challenges, adversities, learning, and all the stuff schooling brings. It's quite exciting and baffling at the same time. I still can't believe I'm on my 2nd year now. Time flies swiftly and difficultly in medschool. I don't know what to make out and expect of this school year, but I must say I am definitely more prepared than I was last year. To start with, I already have a dormitory so I wouldn't have to commute to and fro school each and everyday (as I have during the first few weeks last year).Secondly, I came to class with a fairly sized notebook with ample amount of leaves (as my last year's was a little too tiny for a subject's one year classes). And most importantly, I am not that scared anymore.

For today, our professor gave us a lengthy but (generally) inspiring lesson: EMBRACE FAILURES. For most people, if not all, failure is such a scary bitch. We dodge it when we see it approaching, hide it when we get it, and we always aspire to be what we think of as perfection. We always fail to recognize that success is not the loss of mistakes - it's quite the opposite. As cliche as it may sound, a great football player isn't made until he learns how to stumble and fall.

I am one of those people. I have always aspired to become the best without having to show my weaknesses and shortcomings. I have always neglected and hidden them, thinking that if I keep on doing so, they will all just cease to exist and I'll be as perfect as I can be. Of course, it didn't help. If it hadn't been for the pressure that med brings, I wouldn't give in. It is never embarrassing to admit one's limitations and capabilities, after all.

So now, I welcome all the adversities, hardships and challenges this school year brings. I now know that it is okay to accept that one is having difficulty - no road to success is easy. So bring it on! I may not be able to handle it all magnificently, it's okay. As long as I learn, I'm already quite happy with that. I may not always be strong, but that's okay; others will provide what I lack in me. Optimism may not be always the road easiest to take, but this year, I'll try. As long as life is worth living, everything is worth trying. ♥


Soldier, fighter, knight?

A friend recently (as in just a few minutes back) told me that I'm being "strong". Wow, that's new. All this time I thought I'm being just the opposite - weak. Come to think of it, that's a new way of looking at things. I thought this is what desperate and hopeless people do; turns out, it's an act of bravery. I guess not being all too consumed by the pain is in fact a form of bravery, e? Well, of course I feel pain; I feel it every single time I am at loss of something to do physically, or whenever my mind rests from keeping every other aspect of my life in place. I feel pain and of course I'm not happy but I guess the good thing about that is, I relish the pain whenever it comes - I don't run away from it. I cry when I feel like crying; I ponder upon things when I feel like there's something I'm not truly getting. And of course, I'm blabbering again. I just can't seem to keep my thoughts as flaccid as it used to be. But, maybe I am brave. Maybe I can really do this on my own, only I'm too scared to face things as they are now.

Whatever this situation brings, I thank God for today's book finds. I spent a total of only <200Php on supposedly 1000Php books. And of course for a wonderful day spent with a dear friend over dinner, coffee and a great conversation. <3

The maid stories...

I've been quite busy these past few days, hence the ala-hiatus status of my blog. I've been meeting-up constantly with friends and doing lots of things on the side. It's funny how this summer changed me a lot compared to all the summers of my lifetime combined.

This summer, I have finally put my theory to the test. Every time people tell me I can not cook, do household chores, and all homemaking stuff, I always counter them with, "Hindi sa hindi ako marunong; hindi lang ako nabibigyan ng pagkakataon" (It's not that I don't know how; I'm just not given the opportunity to do so). Such a witty answer, don't you think? Bwahahaha Until the very last fight, someone kept pestering me about how much of an incapable future mother I'll become. So for all of you, here's my form of retaliation.

For someone who has aspired to become the best (future) mother/wife, it hurts to be branded as such. Don't get me wrong, I have lots of plans for my future and being a great mom is just one of it. I mean, I don't constantly think about being one on a daily basis, BUT, I make it a point that it's one of the end points my path is leading to. For the longest time, I have consoled myself on the fact that I have swept floors, dusted furniture, mopped floors, chopped vegetables, cook dishes, washed clothes at least twice my entire life. So, I think it's fair to claim that I know how to do all of them. Hoho

This summer, for the first time in my existence, we found it difficult to replace our househelp. Well, if you're following me on twitter, you may have encountered my post about our beloved househelp, Ate Jess. Her tita took her to pay-off her family's debts. I know it sounds cruel, but it's not as bad as it seems. She'll be back with us in two-year's time. So while she's away, we needed a replacement; but, somehow getting one is such a pain in the ass. Looking for a trustworthy maid has been difficult, if not more than frustrating. Just for this month, we have already been conned twice. It only goes to show that there are really a lot of poor people in our country nowadays who find it easier to trick people out of money. Anyway, to make the long story short, we still haven't found a replacement until now and for almost a month, I've taken the role of house-help in our house. :))

I never knew keeping a household would be this fun. For some reason, I find it fulfilling - maybe because I am assured that I am doing something worthwhile of my time. Yes it's tiring, more so, time-consuming, but that's the mere essence of summer vacations, isn't it? You have so much time to spare and this summer, I opted to spend it cleaning the house, ordering my brothers around (hehe), walking the dogs, cooking, folding washed clothes, and just about everything to make sure that the house is in order while my parents are away.

This summer has made me realize that I can really do all things only if I let myself to. And the greatest thing about this experience is I'm learning these skills and at the same time, about myself as well. It's not that difficult to love all the cleaning, I figured. There is still a whole lot room for improvement, but finally I got to test my skills on this field. I can survive on my own, after all! Haha I used to be scared of it, but now, can't wait to be a full-blown independent lass. ☺

Week 1.1

I may not have understood and approve of all your means, but I'm beginning to understand now.

It just proves your affection - how much you'd like to change for the better not only for yourself, but for us. Thank you. No one has actually done that for me before. And that's not the best part yet. I guess the best part of these all is being motivated to grow and actually being allowed to grow. There are room for errors, but there can never be enough room for improvements.

This may not reach you soon enough, but THANK YOU FOR ALWAYS MAKING ME ASPIRE TO BECOME A BETTER PERSON. ♥

New plane

So it's the 2nd week of the semestral break and I'm having a blast at making the most out of it. I have learned a lot of things for the past months. I learned a lot not only about academic stuff but myself as well - study habits, what works best for me, and a lot more. I never thought I can actually enjoy medschool. 

First off, I have been depressed for some time now. Though I haven't gotten over it fully, I think I'm better and more functional. I just had a lot of things in mind for the past days and it was just too much to handle given that I don't have that much friends in le Manille and I have been spending too much time alone. I've never had that in my life. There were always friends. I am no extrovert for no reason. So before the semester ended, I had this self-reflection and talked to myself a lot and reflected A LOT to finally figure things out. And finally, it worked. I finally got myself on track again. Somehow, on track again. Not yet perfectly in line, but it's a good thing I'm somehow having a grip on things again. ☺

Speaking of friends, not that I don't have any, it's just that, my social life didn't end in school hours then. In fact, for all of my college years and more, my social life just starts after class hours. So, it was definitely a difficult adjustment - a painful one. For the past 3 months, I have been eating breakfast and dinners A-L-O-N-E. Whenever I feel down or bad about something, I have to deal with it A-L-O-N-E. After classes, I go straight home (a.k.a dorm), put my shoes in the rack, open the door, smile at my roomate and our communication for the day ends. How sucky is that?! So anyway, I'm still trying to get past that part. And living with it - trying. 

I'm just glad I have some support crowd around me. A different set from what I'm used to but definitely one of the reasons I'm still fighting and going to classes everyday. I'm more than thankful  I have Steph, Melvin, Jeanne and Justin. Med School is more wonderful with them. So yes, maybe I am ready to grow and traverse this new pavement. It used to be 'unknown' but now I can claim it as a 'new plane'. 

We find the most brilliant of people in the most unexpected time of our lives.

All's well that ends so-so well

Life has a funny way in giving us what we want. It has its own timing and twists to get the story more interesting. You know a funnier thing? Talking about life as if it's whole other person just around the corner. Haha sorry. I just don't know the proper term to coin it since I don't want to sound preachy, tackling about God; or dreamy by talking about destiny. So yes, let's talk about life. After all, it's what this blog's about.

Going back, yes, life is indeed at times funny, always unpredictable and sometimes cruel. Just a few weeks back, I was crying my eyes out, self-analyzing and crushed. Honestly, it was such a huge blow to have a rejection that massive. It was a first for me. Though I haven't recovered fully from that one yet, here I am, trying to suck all there is left to try and hold my head up high (but not too high to forget the ground I'm stepping at).

Maybe this is life's way of teaching me to be patient and maintain my cool whatever situation I find myself at. It's a tough one to learn, I know, but at least in the end, Life and I both got what we want from each other (or I did, at least. Haha).

Try to read between the lines.
P.S. This song completes my morning ritual every single day. It just uplifts my spirit every time I hear it. I just don't know how it's related with this post, indirectly, maybe? HAHA



P.P.S. Which reminds me, I should be reading Guyton right now. Ta-tah!

TABULA RASA: Toughen up little soldier, toughen up

 Often in our lives do we find ourselves unexpectedly falling in a pit that seem to be endless, scary, dark and achluophobic. Oftentimes too, do we grope and fumble in search of that "light" that we only make up in our heads; or, make ourselves believe in false hopes that lead us to making up our own versions of reality which in truth is definitely far from one. And often do we try to make ourselves feel better by just shrugging everything off, thinking that it is the best possible way we can do to cope.

Yes, pits can give us that sense of affright we don't expect to get when we're traveling our way in this thing called life. It may well be scary, but isn't that the thrill to it? What's the use of having to live a life where one already knows EVERY SINGLE DETAIL of the future?

I had someone remind me recently that life goes on that way - it never gives us exactly what we want. Sure, sometimes it does, but not all the time. You just have to make do of anything and everything that you currently have.



A few months, weeks, days ago, I had a different thought on what I'd write under this same title. That time, I thought it'll symbolize the new life I'd be facing as I fulfill my life-long dream. I was wrong. Life flatly shouted, "Not for you, dear! Another time, another day!". Well, for that, someone out to teach Life on how to be polite and subtle.

Oh well, 'another time, another day,' it is, then. I'm done crying about it. Well, it did do me good for a couple of days, mind you. But after some time, I tired of it - making myself sad. There's no one in this world capable of bringing and making your self feel pain than yourself. So, I eventually realized that crying may seem to help emotionally and mentally, but it won't help in actually solving the problem. And whoala, here I am, trying my best to slowly face it head-on.

I am not a believer that our lives are already crafted out for us. For all I know, we all are makers of our own destiny and that so-called destiny is the end of our own means. And so for that destiny of mine, this is just another bump on the road - one of the pivoting forces I may be able to use someday to plummet my way to reach what seem to be unreachable as of now. I know one day, I'll look back, and think that I truly needed this whole time and experience to be where I've always wanted to be.

These may all seem to be pretty amazing and ideal. But honestly, I don't believe all of these yet. The important thing is, at least I'm already getting there. Acceptance is such an aversive little thing. For now, I'd like to think of this as a new passageway. A clear passageway instead of a dark, scary one. A new clean slate instead of a cleaned slate. And deep down, I know, I'm already getting excited of all the things I can put in it to finish my collage at the end of this all.

In my point of view

I've never realized how much importance I give to education until now. 

I did not attend the best Universities in the whole world, growing up. But to me, they were the perfect institutions that could have possibly honed me. They were the perfect ones to somehow be able to equip me with the real world emotionally and professionally. 

The first time I entered elbi, I instantly felt I was home. Just everything about it is intellectually engaging - from the environment, ambiance and most especially the people.

There were tough times, I know. Times when I felt my body was about to give up. But only because of piled-up requirements - consequences of a sloppy time management. BUT never was I ever tired of studying - of learning. By each requirement I was able to accomplish, with each hour I spent past my bedtime and away from friends, there was never an instance when I thought what I was doing's just plain stupid and unnecessary to give my brain something to keep its juices flowing.

Today, the harsh reality of the education system here in the Philippines slapped me flat on the face with an extra kick on the side.

To earn the units I still lack for MedSchool, I had to enroll for summer classes this month until next. To keep long story short, I happen to enroll at this school because the admission for summer classes on all other Universities that offers the courses I need is already closed (sorry, it never occurred to me that most schools' summer admissions usually runs for 2-3 days only). 

The doubts started creeping in last week while inquiring about the courses. As I was about to pay tuition to register, I asked the admissions' office regarding the schedule of my class on Human Anatomy and Physiology. I was informed over the phone, during the assessment of requirements and up until filling-up the registration form that yes, there will be an Anat&Physio course offered this summer, but I just can't help but wonder why it is not on schedule yet. So, I was told I just have to look for a certain doctor who happens to teach that subject. I went looking for him/her on the whole building, but encountered him/her not. So, I went on the accounting to register the subjects, taking the word of the school officials that there will really be a summer offering of the courses I need. On assessment of fees, I had no other reaction but shock. The miscellaneous and other fees were higher than the actual tuition. Pambihira namang talaga. Hindi ba nila alam na bawal yun? 

And as with all other bad odors, it moves in slowly from the source to where you're situated until you can no longer hide the fact that you're smelling it and you can't stand the stench. 

So, with the only schedule I had, I went yesterday to attend our supposedly first meeting for microbiology. On arrival, the professor's perplexed rants welcomed me. The schedule posted on the offices is different from the one she has. She made me sit in class, regardless. No introductions, no feel-good warm-up discussion of the course outline, or what-have-you, we instantly started with exercise 1 - we had to draw the compound microscope, label it and define each part. That exercise was supposedly just right; but on a first day? Come on!  PLUS, we had tons of assignments which includes the naming of 50 microbiologists and 50 parasitologists and give all their major contributions. Sinasabi ko na nga ba kalokohan to. Ano ako highschool student na bibigyan lang ng assignment for the sake na may mailagay sa column ng 'Assignments'? At sa dinami-dami nang pwedeng ibigay bakit yung isang bagay pa na wala naman akong matututunan? Aanhin ko yan? Aanhin mo din yan? For sure maski ikaw hindi mo rin naman kilala lahat ng nailista ko diyan. But, with all these, I still ended up doing it.

Our first meeting ended with us, students finally getting her name AND a final head count of 6 students (3 for each course - mcb and zoo).

Though tired as I was, I still managed to finish all the assignments she required. I started doing it at 7 in the evening and found myself struggling to finish at about half past 12 midnight. It was that bad looooong.

Then comes the second day...

I guess the worse is yet to come should have been the warning sign at the school gate today. We started discussion (finally!) but still about the microscope. We ran through the different types, parts, uses, terms in relation to it but she seemed to forgot the most important thing that should be taught in any biology-related  class, let alone a laboratory - HOW TO USE IT. No kidding, some were clueless about the parts, can't even explain it through their own words AND don't know the basics on how to handle a microscope. No wonder the microscopes on their laboratory are close to being trash. They do not teach students on its proper handling. I bet the microscopes at IBS and IC in elbi are waaaaay older and yet all of it can still function better than the ones they have. Ever heard of equipping the technical knowledge with the practical one? No? So, I've figured.

And here is today's highlight: we did 4 exercises today! FOUR! F-O-U-R FOU-freaking-R! Any sane person will know that 4 exercises can never be done in one meeting unless one is planning to stay until forever, and not to mention totally unfair.

There are lots of teachers (or professors, for that matter) that equate teaching with slide reading and providing requirements just for the sake of having something tangible to bring home from class. They never read it, believe me. They often just base the grades on how many pages were written at and usually, based on the neatness of the assignment. My professor this summer was of no exemption.

It's just saddening to know that these privately-taught kids are being grounded this way and they don't seem to care at all. I've attended private institutions as well BUT I've never had professors this lazy that it's already sickening. How can one student not mind not getting the learning his/her's money's worth? How can they stand that their parents are working SO hard and yet here they are wasting preciously-earned money in an institution that can't even get them intellectually motivated? And despite all these these students still want to get all the excuse there is to not attend any class. Unbelievable. Totally unacceptable.

My heart is crying for those students who actually care - for those who want to have better options but are just not getting it; the parents who are dreaming of a brighter future ahead - thus leaving everything up to the future generation of their lineage; future employers - for having to deal with unqualified employees partly because of being victims of circumstances and mainly because of their lack of tenacity to learn; and most of all to our country - how can it improve and prosper if the future generation is just slacking off and not building dreams and actually living it?

Then again, I may have been just blessed to be able to attend schools of good caliber, shielding me away from the knowledge of these kinds of practice. For that I have my parents to thank.

Well, so much for Jose Rizal's belief and faith in the Filipino youth
and all its capabilities and prowess. 
Our government should really have a well-grounded education system. Without it, our fight for improvement is just an aimless arrow shot.



Dirt is Wealth!

It definitely has been a while since I last had the urgency to write, let alone open my blog. I have been awfully busy for the past days. Busy (still) worrying about the result of my exam (I mean seriously, why does the result have to be released only AFTER A MONTH?! Only in the Philippines); planning the next getaway with friends; actually meeting friends; and most importantly, tending to my sick bodeh.

Growing up, I haven't been very sickly. I've never been actually confined at a hospital or a clinic even. But things decided to take a turn come College days. I instantly  found myself getting flus, upper respiratory tract infections, and what-have-you's almost every month. And every time I give Manila a visit, my home welcomes me with a cold or cough, or both. Through the years, my body has learnt not to be immune with dust, smoke and all the dirt there is, which by the way comprises almost 100% of the environment.

When I have little kiddos of my own, I swear I'll expose them to all the dirt there is early on so they won't follow the footsteps of this feeble lass.

P.S. Ash Wednesday pala ngayon? I didn't know until a friend posted something on Facebook. I cannot quite remember when did I start not to care. Or come to think of it, did I really as in genuinely cared at all for this in the first place?

When you think WAY too much

Taken on Oct. of 2008 at IPB, UPLB during our research
Sabi nila, there are 7 kinds of intelligences. Hindi ka man magaling academically, posibleng magaling ka sa ibang bagay katulad ng pagpinta, pagsayaw, pagkanta, at kung anu-ano pa. Pero siyempre mas bongga ka kung more than one ang intelligence na meron ka. Halimbawa na lang, magaling ka na sa acads, magaling ka pa sa sports at arts. O di ba, ang cool mo nun?


Sabi din nila, lahat ng nasa UP, matatalino, sa libu-libo ba namang kumuha ng UPCAT, isa ka sa privileged few na pumasa at natanggap sa prestihiyosong Unibersidad. Pero katulad ng nakararami, sabi rin (at pakibilang na rin ako sa kanila), mas mahirap makalabas ng UP kesa makapasok. Tama. Napatunayan ko yan. Pero siyempre rin, wala pa ring tatalo sa lahat ng natutunan mo sa eskwelahang yan. Lahat na ata matututunan mo - mapa-academics, lablayp pati practicality maituturo sa'yo. Talaga namang proud akong sabihing, binuo ng Unibersidad ng Pilipinas ang pagkatao ko.


Having said all of these, tila may mga bagay din namang hindi maituturo sa iyo. Mga bagay na hindi na kailangan pang ituro dahil hello, you should've mastered it a long time ago (as in 2nd grade time pa dapat). Kaya kanina, habang nagninilay-nilay ako kung ano ba ang mga posibleng itanong sa exam bukas, eh napaisip ako. Actually, andami kong naisip.


Sa dami ng nabasa kong reviews/blogs about MCAT, dalawang bagay lang ang tumatak sa isip ko, mahirap siya at basic concepts ang kasama. Kinabahan tuloy ako. Naalala ko ang NMAT ko. Maniniwala ba kayong sa Physics and Chemistry part, hindi ako nag-solve? Okay, well, sinubukan kong mag-solve for one number pero nang marealize kong hindi ko talaga maalala ang formulas, eh nanghula na lang ako sabay dasal sa lahat ng pwedeng madasalan na sana kahit kalahati ng hula ko eh tumama? Well, siguro more than half ang tumama pero hindi nito maiaalis na kinakabahan na ako lalo ngayon dahil baka swerte lang talaga para sa'kin ang 2010 at baka hindi ko na dala ang swerte ngayong 2011. Sooooo, kakaisip ko ng mga pwedeng itanong bukas, bigla kong naisip ang mga bagay na sobrang bopols ako.


I thought about clouds.


Yes friends, nakakahiya mang aminin, UPian ako pero hindi ko alam kung ano ang mga pinagkaiba ng mga ulap. Ni hindi ko nga alam kung ilan ba talagang klaseng ulap meron tayo at hindi ko na pinag-aksayahan pang alamin. Hindi sa nagrarason ako eh, no, pero tandang-tanda ko na Grade 2 yan nang itinuro sa amin. At sakto, absent ako! Pagpasok ko kinabukasan, biglang hinanapan ako ng teacher ko ng Assignment, kelangan ko daw i-drawing ang lahat ng klase ng ulap. Asaan na daw?! Yes, pinagalitan ako. Buti na lang mabait ako nun at hindi ko siya sinagot ng: "Hello?! As if naman alam kong may assignment. Ikaw ba ang absent-minded o ako? Nakalimutan mo na bang absent ako yesterday?". So, umuwi akong hindi alam ang mga ulap at bigo dahil feeling ko napakawalang-kwenta kong estudyante, hindi gumagawa ng assignment. So ayun, after nun, sinumpa ko ang mga ulap and yes, ang aking teacher. But, don't get me wrong, I'm really not making an excuse here.
Going back, pwede bang mag-solve na lang tayo ng mga mathematical problems magdamag; gumawa ng research papers, case studies; iexplain ko sa inyo ang different processes na nangyayari sa loob ng inyong katawan (kahit hanggang cellular level pa if you want); o hindi kaya naman magkwentuhan tayo about sa pathology ng diseases? Pwedeng yun na lang at wag na natin pag-usapan ang mga ulap at halaman? 
Yes, please pakisama na rin ang nature sa mga "Topics you should refrain from mentioning when edz is around". Nabanggit ko na ba na, pare-pareho lang para sa singkit kong mga mata ang lahat ng puno/dahon sa buong mundo? Oo, alam kong iba-iba sila pero kahit buong taon mo akong kwentuhan about sa Taxonomy ng Plant species eh hindi talaga siya kayang i-grasp ng aking utak, at kung after a year ay tatanungin mo ako kung ano'ng puno ang kahit anong Palm tree, with all pride and dignity ko pa ring isasagot sa'yong, "Hello?! Ano akala mo sa'kin tanga?! Malamang coconut tree!"


Lahat naman tayo may flaws, di ba? O, eto ang isa sa'kin. Gusto ko lang i-share dahil alam kong matatawa kayo. ♥


But then again, baka hindi naman siya itanong. Haha

Ang Pag-Iiibig kong Ito, Luha ang Tanging Nakamit Buhat Sa'yooo

Gustuhin ko mang ibahagi sa inyong lahat ang aking mga karanasan nitong nakaraang weekend, na talaga namang nagpakumpleto sa (tingin kong) malungkot at platonic kong buhay, eh sadyang hindi ko pa talaga magawa. Gusto ko kapag naidetalye ko na ang mga bagay-bagay, kumpleto, walang kulang, at panay labis na ekspresyon lamang para naman maramdaman niyo talaga ang aking pagkamangha at pagkahumaling sa lugar na iyon. I want to justify its grandness, kung baga. Dahil diyan, ibubuhos ko na lang muna ang spot na ito sa isang bagay na nagpapabigat sa dibdib ko makailang araw na rin naman.


DISCLAIMER: Ito ay pawang kathang-isip lamang. Kung ang mga karakter, sitwasyon at lugar ay nahuhugis sa mga kakilala o naranasan ninyong mga bagay, pasintabi na lamang.


I am a very emotional and emphatic person. I easily absorb whatever other people are feeling. Sometimes it's very helpful, at most times it isn't. I even remember one time when I pleaded friends to stop first seeking a confidant in me just because I can no longer concentrate in my own life and feelings. It almost felt like I'm already living their lives for them - their emotions controlling the whole of me. It was bad. I hated those times. It didn't helped me in any way either. My life became a mess along with them. So now, I am trying my hardest not to be too emphatic, too moved and affected with other people. But, I just have to make an exception with this one. I have always had a soft spot for goodbyes.


Nothing beats the loneliness a long-distance-relationship brings. I should know for, my partner and I are on that exact situation, but being provinces apart is different from being countries apart. Just the thought of meeting with your other half on a monthly basis is unbearable. What more if you are totally unable to whenever, right?


Recently I found out that a friend had to totally separate with a loved one because of the difficult situation an LDR brings. I do believe that parting with someone even if both of you still love each other is the most difficult break-up there is. I just couldn't help but cry for them - let those unwelcome tears roll for them since they cannot for themselves for as you may have guessed, they are still enjoying each and every moment they're together. So here's a song for you guys and everyone else suffering the same plot (as I am not in the position to spill each and every detail):



by Alicia Keys

You are always on my mind 

all I do is count the days 

where are you now? 



I know I never let you down 

I will never go away 



I really wish that you'd stay but what can we do 

all the days that you've been gone I dreamed about you 

and I anticipate the day that you will come home, home, home 



No matter how far you are 
no matter how long it takes him 

through distance and time 
I'll be waiting 



and if you have to walk a million miles 

I'll wait a million days to see you smile 

distance and time, I'll be waiting 



distance and time, I'll be waiting 

will you take a train, to meet me where I am 

are you on your way? 
I will never do anything to hurt you 
I'll never live without you 




I really wish that you would stay but what can we do 

All the days that you've been gone I dreamed about you 

and I anticipate the day that you will come home, home, home



Now you know why I'm not such a fan of Love Stories be it on film or in writing. I just cry my eyes out every time; spend lots of hours thinking about the manipulated reality created in it. It is always difficult to detach myself in any situation I'm watching or hearing, thus affecting my own emotions. Weird, I know. But sometimes, it helps. I just can't pinpoint now how.


So, friends, let's just watch some Rambo now, shall we?
 

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