Date: Friday, July 31, 2009
Time: 5:03 AM

SLEEP IS FOR THE WEAK.

Date: Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Time: 5:43 PM

Thank God for my Lucky Stars.

Let me start this post by a quote from my Uncle.

"Remember that the Road of Life isn't always smooth and paved. Mabuti pa nga ang road ninyo ng mga kabataan ngayon ay asphalto at concrete ang karamihan. Noong araw namin ay gravel o lupa with putik at baku-bako ang daan."

He told me this when I emailed him and my aunt regarding my family problem. When I read this, I was overwhelmed by emotion, not because it's the perfect "answer" to my problem, but because he reminded me that I am, in fact, very lucky despite all the hardships I am going through.

My mother and I may have a deteriorating relationship, but atleast she pays for my education, so I might as well milk the experience for all that it's worth. I am in college, pursuing a course acting upon human betterment, not only medical-wise, but emotional-wise as well.

I have a house to go home to, and when thoughts of running away occur in my short-circuited, hay-wired brain, I know I can always think of it as my home.

I have food on my plate that I could eat for 3 times (or more) per day.

I have great friends. Sure, they are busy with their own lives, but the moment we get together, pure fun and bliss ensues. I can always be myself around them, and there's probably no better feeling than that.

I have a car, a loving yaya, a semi-sorta-kinda-medyo working laptop, and things which are more than necessary to provide me comfort.

I have been through the finest needle holes possible, and honestly, I think I am a better person because of it.

I wouldn't be what I am today if I wasn't able to undergo such events.

I know and I believe that I am strong-willed.

I know and I believe that I am well-spoken, and could easily defend myself in a clash of tongues.

I know and I believe that I am smart enough to take pride in what I am, what I have, and what I can do.

I know and I believe that I am humble enough that, like anyone else, I could easily admit that I am just human. I get hurt. I may stumble and fall, but I know I will keep standing up, no matter how badly bruised I may get, or how skinned my knees could be.

I wouldn't lie, I am not pain-free. I am not perfect and never will be. I foul up, clam up, and get lost sometimes. I say the wrong things at the wrong time. I have eyes which glaze over when I get bored. I get moody for no apparent reason, and I have the ability to hold grudges and dislike others.

So what?

It's part of the package. A package made in God's own likeness. A package meant only for me. A package containing all the things I would ever need the journey they call life.

I am lucky because I am a "chosen one", just like everybody else who are trudging along in their own adventures, set to the pacing of their own footsteps.

I feel lucky. I know I am Lucky.

Can you feel it too?

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Date: Monday, July 20, 2009
Time: 5:47 PM

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Friendship is a treasure I value most
It is like a star that is constantly bright
Lovers come and go, but best friends stays on
To show me the way when my path is lost
To stand with me as beacons of light

To you my beloved friend
You had always been with me
Like a conscience of a fiend
You try, but not in vain
To bring out the good in me

Flowers may wither like grass
But my faith in you will not
Love may leave my poor lone heart
But your friendship, I will never doubt

You are my beloved friend
The person I value so
I don't know how to thank you
All I know is to write a simple poem

You have been with me
Through happiness and storms
Like a flower of everlasting beauty
Your constancy ever glows

Maybe this single poem will tell my songs
Of happiness and gratitude for you
And my want to enjoy the happiness
Of my companionship with you

I vow my everlasting friendship
The best that I can offer you
Along with this ill-rhymed poem
I express my greatest thanks to you

My ~~First Love~~
My Best Friend
I am happy of what
I have today.
--

Haha.<3<3

My bestest guy friend ever,

ANTHONY LAWRENCE ARSENAL BORJA, my creepy stalker manliligaw, my shoulder to cry on,

my wingman.<3

Wala lang, He said kasi that he'd write a poem for his crush, then I got semi-sorta-kinda-jealous because he never wrote a poem for me when he was still pursuing me. POPOY AND BASHA MOMENT MUCH? Hahaha.

Wala lang, kahit kasi super badtrip na ako dun sa iba naming kabarkada, he manages to change my mood. LOSER KASI SYA!:))))

Ayuuuun. Wala lang, sweet eh.<3 PERO KELANGAN TALAGANG IPANGALANDAKANG AKO ANG FIRST LOVE MO? LECHE.:)))))

Thanks Borj, I LOVE YOU TO BITS. CALL ME SOOOON!<3

Haha. "Couple"

:))

Snakes&Ladders @ ElFav

Borj during our last presentation in Music Class. Elvis!:D

Borj during our retreat. Dapat hindi pinapahiram ng cam.. tsk.

NICE.:))

Borj.JV.Yourstruly.Audrey's Chin.

Bus going to intramuros.

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Date: Friday, July 17, 2009
Time: 6:01 PM

I wish I have alot of free time.:)

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Date: Sunday, July 5, 2009
Time: 12:26 AM

Naamoy mo yun?

July 3, 2009: A day of harvest for us Juniors. Yesterday, we held our 34th capping and candle lighting ceremony @ Don Bosco Church Makati. This event signifies the official start of our career as nurses. For the ladies, the cap and pin signifies their call of duty, and for the gents, their hospital pins.

As the reverend was saying his homily, one thing he said retained and implanted deep into my cerebral cortex:

"The perfection of love is patience."

I am hoping and praying that I might be able to hone my patients for it to be in par with the demands of my chosen career.

NURSE NA AKO! YEHEEEY!:)

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Date: Thursday, July 2, 2009
Time: 1:55 PM

"Do I love you because you're beautiful, or are you beautiful because I love you?"

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