The last day of fireworks.

Despite my efforts of logging out from work earlier, I wasn’t able to watch the pyromusical competition. It was a bit frustrating, having arrived there only to see too many people falling in line for tickets. The fireworks have begun, and I wasn’t seeing its beauty. The battery of my camera phone is already drained, too. I decided not to watch the entire event anymore because it would be a waste if I buy a ticket then I won’t be enjoying it at its best. I decided to  meet up with my senior nurses who were roaming in the mall to have dinner together in a burger and French fries restaurant. We talked about things, ate fully, laughed and enjoyed each other’s company. Ahh, being able to talk about things other than work and going beyond the respects of senior-junior relations, is refreshing. The content feeling was something I won’t trade for the blinding fireworks above.

Indeed, today should be the last day of fireworks. I should stop being scattered on my thoughts and actions. I have been making a list of the goals I have to achieve yet I always toss it on the backburner. Now that summer has officially started and has officially made itself felt (HELLO HUMIDITY!), it’s a good time to begin the change as well.

I will stop procrastinating about my life… later. Goodnight!

02. Dare

One night while I was teaching a group of student nurses, they told me they have never experienced inserting needles into the vein. I secretly pitied them for not having that important experience, hence I demonstrated the procedure using one of the student’s hand (He volunteered.) and ended with a challenge: insert a line on my vein. Their reactions ranged from “What? But we’ll hurt you since this is our first time!” “I have shaky hands! I won’t do that.” to “Anyone? I already have experienced that, so I don’t have to do that anymore. (walks away)” Finally, one of them responded. With trembling, sweaty hands, she was able to shoot the needle into my vein. However, since she was very nervous, she inserted it too far, leaving the messy bruise on my left hand as you see on the above picture.  The next morning, upon knowing what happened, my fellow teachers told me I was insane. (Students are technically not allowed to do that.) To avoid arguments, I acted as if I didn’t hear them. But as I think about it, I concluded that they are playing safe and are depriving the thing a teacher should give her students: experience.

(more…)

Painting his words

When looking at it from the earth, the stars behind the blue sky can’t be seen,

but if the blue sky gets swallowed up by the darkness,

the stars always add light there for sure.

If there is something I can’t do alone,

everyone around me will help out.

At times like that I know what love is.

Shigeaki Kato - Aoi Hitorigoto Volume 28 - Depth

(Dear boy, you have to know that you are being loved right now.)

Open up my eager eyes.

That was the stage I was standing at and the mic I was using four hours earlier. There was an alumni event in our partner college. A good friend, a doctor who love rock music very much and plays bass, invited me to perform a medley with them. We practised for three days until this night arrived. 

 
(more…)

A bold confession

I introduce to everyone: the man of my dreams.

NEWS member Shigeaki Kato desu! (Someone at the background, preferably a good friend *cough*: Douzo!)

Contrary to what you might initially think, my liking for him surpasses his looks. It’s his mind, his words, how he sees the world through his eyes, that I love most. Now cue in the melodramatic chorus of Ii hi Tabidachi! (Aa~ Nihon no dokoka ni~~~)

Ahaha, I am so sorry for that momentary hyperactivity! I have just finished viewing my download of the NEWS 2010-2011 calendar and I just had to let my admiration flow out, somewhere. So now you know that I am a mighty J-pop fan too. Hahaha!

Now I have to sleep and dream vividly about this. Goodnight!

Quickening pulses

I headed to Tagaytay City yesterday (Why yes, it’s March 5 already!) to attend a DOH-sponsored seminar about newborn care protocols. The seminar was supposed to start at eight in the morning so I embarked on my journey down south three hours earlier. I immensely enjoyed traveling at such a time, and it’s a glorious sight to witness the sunrise while you’re on a fast-running bus. Ahhh, Tagaytay City. I cannot praise it more. It is the place that captivated me the instant my eyes have seen how the world is viewed below its feet, the moment I felt my goosebumps rise on its cool climate, and the second I smelled the unbeatable fragrance of lush trees. I have seriously vowed to myself I am going to take my family and settle there once I’ve gathered enough money.

(more…)

01. Alone

People raise their eyebrows at me when I say I go to malls, watch movies, dine out, seek out new places, on my own. They always have this impression that going solo is boring. Honestly, I really cannot understand why people cannot stand being alone (Except when they’re in some scary, abandoned place.) In solitude there is silence, and in silence there is peace. Silence can give one ample time to reflect and focus, sort out the issues one cannot easily recognize in the daily disarray.

(more…)

Fly Away!

The eve of my birth day became interesting, thanks to my older sister who tagged me along to Clark Field, Angeles City, Pampanga, to witness the 15th Hot Air Balloon Festival. I journeyed all the way to Boni Avenue to meet and greet her co-workers. My sister is very gregarious when she relates with them, and it makes me proud how she is well-respected among her colleagues. We watched “Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief” at Shangrila Malls which kept me pretty much awake despite it being the last full show of the day. I was actually wondering if the mythology gods were really existing with the mortals even in the modern times after the film. That’d be pretty cool, having some among us, don’t you think?

(more…)

The Birth Day

Twenty-two is my age from now on, starting precisely from one-twenty this morning. What was I doing that time? With the speakers blasting NEWS’ Happy Birthday, a cup of Chocoholics’ Body Powder which I turned into cocoa (Because I don’t have someone to use that aphrodisiac with.) poured into a mug which a very good friend gave, I was sitting on my bed, wondering what this new life will give me. Aiming to start a new chapter, I strived to write on a new journal, but halted eventually, crumpling each page when words failed to coherently express. With each sip of cocoa, I wanted to calm myself, for my mind has been a blob of mess lately. I’m thinking too much, they say, about work, my relationships, self-organization and improvement. Now that the dawn of my day has come, separation from the material world is what I deemed to achieve.

 
(more…)