OMG was all I could say after seeing the empty space in front of our house, where our clinic used to stand, a while ago. Couldn't really blame me, I mean, what's been there since forever is now replaced by just rocks and dust and scraps of metal. And the sink.Before the last sem ended, I was looking for a big change, and now I think God is mocking me. Ayan ha, kung hindi pa malaki yan, ewan ko na lang. Bilis naman kasi ni Lord, nakakagulat. The news that we're having our place renovated came out just a few days ago, and now it's happening already. No one's used to leaving their house whole and arriving home with half of it gone.Home, yes. Although what's been demolished so far is just the clinic where my Mom, Dad and Auntie Gil practice, it still feels like our house's already been bruised. The clinic's our home too; I could recall countless experiences in it, as far back as my first few vaccination/crying moments. Seeing the broken pillars and walls made me feel a slight surge of sadness. Bye. Ugh, cut. Drama queen, drama done.I'm actually, really, 50% happy and 49% excited that we, after years of waiting, are finally rebuilding our home. :D The last percent's for a little sadness, well, for one, big changes will always make you feel that you should resist it, and secondly, we're not going to be able to put up Christmas decors for this year's Yuletide season, but then, those are just small bubbles in the cake. And what a yummy cake this is all going to be.The biggest solace would be having your own room. :D Sa mga taong may sariling kwarto, never take that opp for granted, hehe. :D I've been sharing a room with my two sisters for as long as I can remember, and I enjoy being with them: sharing stories, secrets, clothes, sharing everything. But I cannot wear the same jeans forever. Isn't it as soon as you feel you couldn't fit anymore in your old jeans, even with your favorite-est cargo, you have to let it go? You buy new, larger ones. And come to think of it, we can still do those things even if we're in separate rooms. It would superb to finally have your own space, your own bed, your own door. It would be superb to finally be in control, even over just a tiny area.
Pang. Before the whole reconstruction thing, my parents agreed to my staying in a dorm idea, due to my late tue-fri classes and saturday exams. After, down the drain goes the plan. The last thing we need nowadays is another hole in the coin purse. :PNo prob with me. :D Four months, Serine. Four months. :D*done blabbing.
Magpapasko na! hehe. :) Napansin ko kasi kanina sa simbahan, may mga parol na e. :P At nakabukas na ung angels na ilaw na may hawak na trumpet.E kasi naman, parang hindi ber-month, napakainit. Well, except for the fact na 5:30 pa lang, wala ng araw.. at ang mga National Bookstores, namumuno na naman sa Christmas trees. :)Better start burning cds of xmas carols. hehe!Ang Disyembre ko ay malungkot.. haha, kidding. ;)*done blabbing.
Simplicity appeals to me more than extravagance.
In the street, I would probably notice more a shirt-jeans-ponytail girl than a fully made up one. Exorbitant clothes would catch my eye, but later I would end up buying a plain shirt. I admire those who do not consider themselves higher than others; those who laugh at small things, those who work invisibly and those who speak succinctly.
With artlessness comes sincerity, with naivety, depth. :) *done blabbing.
Already bored.
It has only been a week since I returned to reality (medyo nawala kasi ako nung sembreak), and I’m bored already! -_- I look at my watch more than anything during classes, commanding it to move a little faster. (excluding Hum 1, which I love. :p )
Pat’s right. We miss Block14. Don’t get me wrong, I love my block. ;) It’s just that, it’s more fun when you’re with the whole class. Yeah, yeah. The more, the noisier, the merrier. :)
Evaluation.
I’ve got a cool Hum prof (Ms. Joson: This class will kick ass! :D), and I think my block would have to agree. I’ve learned a lot already from her. :)
National Bookstore is not, I repeat, not a bookstore. No, no.
Kom 3’s, well, kinda like Koms 1 and 2. Enough said.
My Chem prof speaks like Sir Ed, my ____ (insert any form of performance) coach.
Bio Lab. I almost lost the ocular eyepiece of the microscope. CJ’s a good lab partner. :)
Bio Lec. H**bie reincarnation. But at least he’s the one who wrote the module. :P (delikado tong mga sinusulat ko)
Math. I’m back with the ‘eager’ group. hehe. :) My prof started well, but I think a good start is all we’ll ever have. (delikado na talaga to!)
Soc Sci prof will have a hard time in making the class believe in her propositions. :P
PE. Skirt and heels. Ugh.
All of them left a great deal of work for next week. Kamusta naman yun.
ALREADY BORED. :
*done blabbing.
after the -
rollercoasters and stuffed parrotsshoes and smashestestimonials and im's
flowers and chocolates
sms'shome visitors
birthday songs
specially-made lunch
blowout requests!
new eye glasses
phone calls
driving through the rain
walking and talking
cappuccino and blueberry cheesecake
card and balloon
picture takings
sushi, maki and a hot grill
cheese and cookies and cream frozen yogurt
gifts and letters and posters
laughters and surprises -
one would realize how much loved, appreciated and blessed she really is.
i started my day with a thanksgiving prayer and ended it with another one. :)
it was a happy, happy birthday for me, thanks to all of you. :D*done blabbing.
While I was taking care of my enrollment a while ago, I couldn't help but think of how I first enrolled for college.Just a sem ago, during my first enrollment, my dad dropped me off at UP, and after a little while, he returned and accompanied me till I finished enrolling. But today I went there alone and took matters into my hands. I was like, hey, i grew an inch within half a year. :PIn sense of maturity, that is. And tomorrow I'll be another year older and things aren't getting any simpler. Next sem, I'll be taking more units and will be going home a little later than before. Very soon, I'll be in my med proper, and then in residency, and then..I really don't know yet. All I know is that it's time to start taking things more seriously.*Kanina, Joanne, Bean, Lorraine, Daniel and I ate at KFC (because of Daniel's craving for orange chicken, hehe). Joanne (or was it Bean?) Basta, someone asked if they should bring home the bucket that goes with the meal.Bean: Bigay na lang natin kay Sir Edan, lalagyan ng rock collection niya.Lorraine: No, we can use that as tabo, pag walang shower..Daniel: No, pwedeng shower yan, butasan mo yung ilalim,lagyan mo ng hose, tapos balik mo yung takip na may butas, shower na! I laughed and thought, just a little lang pala. :)*done blabbing.
It is fun playing badminton with your left hand (that is, if your right handed). :PIt is better to not think at all, than to think too much. *done blabbing.