For I am a dreamer...

I know, I really am an awful blogger. Guess I'm just not cut out for this thing, but I'll try. Trying to get back in the swing of things. Yes, 7 months has passed. And yes, loads of things and changes took place. It's 10 in the evening now, and I'm dead sleepy. I'm in the hospital, watching over my aunt. So, yeah. See you?

Due to the gloomy days we are experiencing lately (add to that the incessant attack of my hormones brought about by my monthly visitor), I decided to curl up and watch a Filipino movie entitled "It takes a man and a woman". This movie has been on my list of "to watch" since forever, not because I really wanted to see it, but because one of my bestfriends said that the movie is really incredible, and that I could relate to the leading lady. And right off the bat, she is. Instead of writing a traditional style of movie review, let me just take quotes from the movie that really struck my inner being, and probably construct a few sentences that explains why it does so. Alrighty? (And I warn you, yes we will kind of have an itty bitty sneak peak into what I've been through -- lovewise. "Love is a choice. Ganun din ang pagpapatawad. " (Love is a choice. And so is forgiveness)  Yep. Love is indeed a choice. You always have a choice. I don't belie

Recently, we lost one person in our highschool batch; he got hit by a big bike. I don't like the fact that it took a certain death for me to come to realize a lot of things in my life. I don't like it one bit. But as I listened to the eulogies being spoken during his interment, I looked back and evaluated my own existence. You see, that guy was truly a gem. He helped people -- a lot. We weren't close, nor were we friends. I hadn't had the chance of actually getting to know him deeply because we were never put in the same class together. We just know each other by name. But judging from the things that my friends (who are also his friends) were saying, it is no doubt that he is a great person, and he would've been a very wonderful man. He would've been a great doctor, with a genuine helping heart. He would've been a great, responsible father. A loving husband. A caring son. A model of a brother. He would've been a very great person, if he isn'

Oh the joys of writing about love! The last time I updated about my lovelife (or lack thereof) was in 2012, and that was even before all the fiasco started. That was even before the memorable night of June 17, 2012; it was when I went crazily off my comfort zone and told him straight to the face that I liked him. Remember how I wrote about telling him in order to get over him? Oh boy. I was wrong. Because after telling him? I went back to zero. For real. I had to go through hell again, and that time was worse because I was facing the fact that he didn't want me in any way possible. But I can't hate him either, because he was such a darling and a sport right after I told him. He even gave me some wonderful words of wisdom to get on with my life, and strive for success. He told me to not focus so much on love, because I still had a year to fight to graduate college and become a nurse. He said that I shouldn't worry myself too much because it'll come at the right tim

First off the bat, I must say I am terribly sorry for the inactivity. I don't put the blame on anyone/anything but myself. :) It's been more or less half a year since my last post. Oh well. A lot has happened, and I'm going to tell you highlights (career-wise) of my life in bullet form: July 2013 - Passed the board exam; became a nurse August - September 2013 - Applied for entry level nursing position in two hospitals. Got called by one. October 2013 - Supposedly to start on duty, but cancelled. Earthquake struck my province. Damaged the hospital, it got closed. November 2013 - 2nd hospital called. Went in for orientation for a week. However, I quit because I wasn't really feeling my career. {And the stress of the huge typhoon got the best of me... so..} December 2013 - Figured out how to juggle both my wants and needs; career-wise. Still on-call for the first hospital to open. My health and fitness journey? A roller-coaster one,too! But it's safe to