When I heard that classes on Thursday were suspended due to the storm, I didn’t think much of it, since classes got suspended all the time. I dismissed it as something that would go away and not be much of a bother.

I guess I didn’t know how WRONG I was.

Milenyo caused deaths, fallen trees,billboards, countless accidents and a blackout that caused almost three days to restore (in our area, we were included in the number of cities that were the last to get power).

The worst that it did for me is the fact that we had two very hot sleepless nights and thanks to the power, I couldn’t get to the presntation that I had to do.

But I don’t think I can complain that much since a lot of people lost more than time. They actually lost homes and most importantly lives!

A tragedy like this would make you think of how much you can take things for granted and how much we tend to busy ourselves with the rampage of new technology that when its taken away we freak.

Another thing that we take for granted are the people around us. Just the thought of loosing a love one to a tragedy as such makes me shiver. It made realize that life is too short to be angry (referring to the issues in my life right now). It’s all about appreciating the little things.

Thank God for the protection.
For the restored electricity and most importantly: LIFE.
To those I have wronged:
I am deeply sorry:)

Enjoy the rest of the weekend and REJOICE!

* I love MY GOD.* Yes, I’m the girl with the purity ring.* I’m the QUEEN of mood swings*I’m the ultimate neat freak* I am Wentworth MIller’s fiancé. Haha.* Veronica Mars and Haley James are my alter egos* Basketball rules!! NOTHING is more exciting or thrilling.* My family’s my top priority* Chocolates, coffee, a good book and a huge hug can make up for a bad day.* The golden rule applies to my social life* Writing is my number one passion*I’m sungit if I haven’t eaten yet.* I ADORE: kids, anything bright, the 60s and sensible conversations* I DESPISE: cliques, conformity, labels and all the other drama* SERENDIPITY is my most favorite word* I believe in fairy tales* I’m obsessed with one tree hill* I love dancing and singing with the help of my ipod. (Who cares if im frustrated in both? haha)* No one’s better than anyone, we’re just different.*I’m 18, but I could pass as a 7 year old or a 27 year old- it depends on the situation* Barney really makes me happy.* I’m the talkative girl who says I love you to everyone.*The simple pleasures give me the greatest joy:)*I’m complicated so don’t even bother trying to figure me out.* I love my family, I love my friends, I accept the things that come my way: I simply embrace life.* I am blessed and happy and I wish the same for everyone else.

In a brief conversation, a man asked a woman he was pursuing the question, “What kind of man are you looking for?” She sat quietly for a moment before looking him in the eye and asking.”Do you really want to know?” Reluctantly, he said, “Yes.” She began to expound…As a woman in this day and age, I am in a position to ask a man what he can do for me that I can’t do for myself. I pay my own bills. I take care of my household without the help of any man…or woman for that matter. I am in the position to ask, “What can you bring to the table?”The man looked at her. Clearly he thought that she was referring to money.She quickly corrected his thought and stated, “I am not referring to money. I need something more.”I need a man who is striving for perfection in every aspect of life.”He sat back in his chair, folded his arms, and asked her to explain.She said, “I am looking for someone who is striving for perfection mentally because I need conversation and mental stimulation. I don’t need a simple-minded man.”I am looking for someone who is striving for perfection spiritually because I don’t need to be unequally yoked… believers mixed with unbelievers is a recipe for disaster.I need a man who is striving for perfection financially because I don’t need a financial burden. I am looking for someone who is sensitive enough to understand what I gothrough as a woman, but strong enough to keep me grounded.I am looking for someone who I can respect. In order to be submissive, I must respect him. I cannot be submissive to a man who isn’t taking care of his business. I have noproblem being submissive… he just has to be worthy. God made woman to be a helpmate for man. I can’t help a man if he can’t help himself.When she finished her spill, she looked at him. He sat there with a puzzled look on his face. He said, “You’re asking a lot.”She replied, “I’m worth a lot.”

“As surgeons, we ignore our friends and family to save another’s family and friends”

-Meredith Grey

After all the drama that has conspired in the past week, Grey’s Anatomy has been some sort of therapy. Ironically, art imitates life as I find my life resembles thier sullen lives. Being a surgeon requires one to NOT have a life and because of all the drama and betrayal that has been going on in the past week, I suddenly wished that I had the 80 hour week instead.

It may be pessimitic but sometimes when life offers us so much and you just can’t deal, its way too agonizing. Sometimes focusing on work is just the way to go about it.

However, I’ve realized that the only to get over a tough situation is to face it.

That sad part about that though is the fact that sometimes, you have to face it alone:-(

This whole talking too much thing better stop.
Its so embarassing:)

I don’t know where to start this entry or how I am going to relate this without sounding boring or preachy. That seems to be a problem because I fear that most of my entries sound too preachy, the reason why a number of people don’t read this said blog. Hehe. The thing is I don’t like writing about the negative things that are happening in my life or whatnot, there are times that I can’t help it, but as long as I could I try to steer away from negativity. We all know that we have enough of that already.

So, I try (key word here is “try) to write about entries that lead to “hope” or at least a little optimisim.

I am going through a new stage of my life right now and I am trying to face it with a certain amount of optimism. Its not exactly an easy stage of my life, but I am trying to go through this transition with ease and as I’ve said a million times, optimisim.

I must admit, I have always been a people pleaser. There’s like this huge part of me that wishes to please everyone and make sure that everyone around me or currently in my life is a-okay. I suppose its okay, except for the fact that some people might use that to take me for granted or treat me poorly and I hardly retaliate because I know that if I do then I’d defy the whole purpose of people pleasing.

But after the termbreak, its like this change triggered in me. Maybe, its because I’m older or I’m finally leaving my shell and meeting more people and realizing that people pleasing may be this plague that would haunt me forever.

So, now, aside from the fact that I am enjoying soltitude more and more these past few days, I am also enjoying the fact that maybe, just maybe, inasmuch as I love my college friends, I am learning to do things on my own and accepting the fact that we are all changing and that maybe our interests may not be the same anymore. Unlike in high school though, this isn’t something that I should hate them or be jealous of. Its the way of life and Im just glad because I know that at the end of the day, if storms hit, I’d have them. We don’t have to be together 24/7 but I know they’re there.

A lot of us encounter a lot of best friends in the duration of our lives. As we go through life, we also realize that not all of these “best friends” remain that way as the seasons of life wilt away. There would only be a few who would stay and I’m fortunate because my declared best friend during my primary years is still the same person I call my best friend today. Ironic enough, we also share the same name, except for the first letter.
My best friend is turning 18 on Monday and the only down side to our friendship is the fact that she’s 3000 miles away. She left for New Zealand about five years ago, but the thing with our friendship is the fact that it has surpassed the distance.
Funny thing, Karla and I didn’t always get along. When we first met each other when we were about 7 and on our way to the first day of second grade, we weren’t exactly what you’d call a “perfect match”. We were civil enough however to go to each other’s birthday parties and join together as a team when the war against the high school busmates occurred. We became the best of friends however, when we became classmates in the fourth grade. We’ve been inseparable ever since.
Karla was my first ever text-mate and even though I moved to CSA in my middle school years, I often visited her and thus the strengthening of our friendship. Our friendship has gone through the stages of old school letter writing, to friendster, emails and instant messaging. Don’t get me wrong though, I still wish every so often that she lived a few streets away like before instead of being miles away, but then again I know that this situation is merely temporary. I know that when I finally move to Australia for that internship, we will finally have the time of our lives!:-)
I know you don’t like that mush which is why, I’m laying down the cheese on this one. HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY, KARLA!! I wish I was there and I wish that I was celebrating it with you. Don’t worry, I’m graduating in less than a year and I’ll finally be there! Enjoy your special day and don’t forget to tell me all about it, okay?!:)
I miss you so much, gorgeous! And I’m sorry if I haven’t been replying to your emails, I will after this tribute! He. He. He. LOVE YOU:)

He’s gorgeous. that’s a given.

but he graduated from PRINCETON.

can you say PERFECT??

“Nobody would believe in the world if they hadn’t spent years used to it. We can study this in children. They are so impressed by everything they see around them that they can’t believe their eyes. That’s why they point here and there and ask about everything they lay their eyes on. It’s different with us adults. We have seen everything so many times before that we take reality for granted,” –The Solitaire Mystery

Stumbling upon this quote the other day just made me want to read The Solitaire Mystery all over again. I must admit that as I grow older, nothing ever surprises me anymore. Everything is just as it is. Nothing makes me excited anymore. And although, I may be the most childlike amongst the people I hang out with, still there’s that sense of childlike innocence in me that has been arbitrated.
For one thing, my strong sense of belief in people and in the fact that there’s some good in everyone has just deteriorated. I don’t know why, maybe because I’ve been burned a number of times by the very same people that I have believed in that right now believing the same mantra just seems bleak.
Its been going on for quite a few months already and I swear, that way of looking at life is just too plain disturbing.
Doing good may be way underrated these days. No one appreciates kindness anymore and hardly anyone does anything to treat people better. They’re too consumed in their own lives that they fail to realize how much their lives would be easier if they forgot about themselves for a moment and remember other people.
I think I’ve mentioned it more than once before that I want to be a missionary after college is done. I want to help people. There’s always that desire in me to help other people and to lend a hand to those people undergoing difficulties.
I still have that hope, but my passion, inasmuch as I hate to admit it, has diminished. Last night, as my mind was battling with sleep, all these thoughts were entering my mind about how less I focused on helping other people these past few days. I think it all boils down to the fact that these days it’s getting harder and harder to trust people. More and more people are accustomed to lying and even though, you want to help, most people take advantage of that.
I guess I’ve been under a narrow perspective. The world is one huge territory with huge amounts of opportunities to help other people more than just financially. Right now, I don’t think I have enough money or resources to actually go on a missionary trip, but I do have my young bones. Meaning that I’m young enough to go into the wild and grab the chance to help other people. I don’t think I’ll be able to be this free or this able to do so in my life. After college, I’m still dead set on going into as many outreach programs as I could and lend my hand to as much people as I could.
I think for the first part of the year I’ve been too consumed with my life that I forgot to realize that the world is NOT ABOUT ME. Michael Scofield once said, “be the change that you want the world to see” Maybe, I was waiting so much for the world to change that I forgot the minute fact that I could change it myself. It may not be a tremendous change, but a change nonetheless.
As I end this entry, I’m not saying that I’m going to be the perfect saint by tomorrow, I’ve lived long enough to know that NO one could ever fill that position. All I’m saying is that maybe tomorrow will be a bit better because finally I stopped focusing on me and how the world could serve me. Instead, I’d start focusing on the world and see how I COULD serve it.

I have this secret.

Only now, thanks to boredom I am actually letting this secret out.

There was this one great infatuation that I had. It’s probably been a year since I had this crazy infatuation and although I don’t want to sound like a stalker, I’m going to share it with you anyway since I believe that a great tale shouldn’t go to waste.

There’s this guy that I saw one day at the old lounge of our school and I swear to you, when I saw him, the room froze and it was just like in the movies. As embarrassing as it may seem, it was like a scene out of “Head over Heels.”

The main reason for this cheesiness is the fact that he looked like my all time favorite poster boy: Ryan Merriman. I swear, he was like his twin! And so began my crazy crush on one of the smartest guys on the planet: Marcel Longerich.

I’m unflinchingly saying his name due to the fact that this super being doesn’t know that I exist. Well, maybe he used to know I exist due to the fact that I was on registration committee and in one of his classes. We talked a couple of times, but since he was so amazingly smart, I could hardly keep up with him.

Aside from the fact that he’s so good looking (not a lot of people can look like Ryan Merriman), he’s also one of the smartest people that I know of. He’s so smart, to the extent that he could come to class, a little late due to the fact that he’s working already and still be the one able to answer all the questions that our professor has asked in the entire discussion. He can also twist the way he looks at things and make them appear more significant.

One time, he complimented me on my report and I nearly DIED. It was that big of a compliment because he was uber smart and saying nice things about my report could meant that I did something right.

Another thing about him is the fact that he’s so simple. He’s the no fuss type of guy and there’s just this aura of contentment and peace around him. He doesn’t care about other people and just does what he has to do. It’s so inspiring due to the fact that most of the time we strive to fit in and please people with the material things that we own, but not him. He’s at peace with himself and concerned with the details of his life in away that’s so inspiring.

He knows what he wants and he goes after it. If that ain’t worth admiring then I don’t know what is.

Sad for me, he graduated last year and I do miss seeing him in school every day. Seeing him just turns on that inspired mode in me and it excites the hell out of me most of the time.

Its just a plain little crush, like what Ava had on her teacher on My Girl. That has nothing to do with his age though, he’s just that accomplished.

Okay, now that I have said all of those things its just plain embarrassing. I better stop now.

Not that he’d ever stumble into this, but some who knows him might. So I’m ending it here.

I know he’s going to be some popular person someday and I just can’t wait for his success to show up somewhere.