..I come across this. And the bad vibes suddenly seeped away.
Study what you can, Bea. Don't give up and stay inspired.
Monday, February 28, 2011
Sunday, February 27, 2011
Saturday, February 26, 2011
Friday, February 25, 2011
29: Life As I Know It
Right in front of me here at Starbucks is a group of male adults, each with a PSP in hand. They're having the time of their lives playing something involving guns and bombs and blood, and I'm here being envious of them and having my usual dose of med school toxicity.
Although it's hard to accept at times, this is the life I chose--a life rid of Friday nights of video gaming but one involving new highlighters every two to three weeks, numerous photocopied books and readings left unread (too much info, so little time huhu), daily doses of coffee, tea or energy drink, and an exponentially increasing girth.
Ah, life.
28: Music and Lyrics
Meet Jeremy and his violin
It may be hard to believe, but I had been part of band and I played the drums. I also played the bamboo flute, lyre, harmonica, piano and guitar before. But it never came to a point that I excelled playing a music instrument; I knew the basics, and that was it. A jack of all trades, a master of none.
Still, I've always dreamed of playing in front of a big crowd inside an auditorium or at a park. My parents bought me a flute as a reward for winning a contest back in high school, and I thought that that was my ticket to the realization of my dream. But then years came and passed, and I never really got to learn how to play it. Learning the proper way to blow air into the mouthpiece was already hard, what more the many complicated finger presses. I even thought of just selling my flute to have some extra cash for my med school needs, but when I told my mom about it, I received a scolding. She told me that I should never sell it and should learn to play it someday.
I really hope I do learn. When I'll have the time, energy or determination, I don't know. But who knows, my musician dreams might still come true. Somehow. Someday.
27: Neuro
My current cellphone wallpaper, for more inspiration and motivation
Hello, Neuroscience Module!
My Neurology/Neurosurgery dreams depend on me understanding and loving you.
26: Sweet Surprise
"To the first of two doctors in my family"
Donuts from my dad to my mom. Ma will soon be finishing her doctorate :p
"To My Dearest Taylor Swift Family,
Hi, hello and musta.
-Dad"
I arrive home and these meet me. Some suprise donuts for my mom and for us siblings from my dad. He passed by our house in Pasig since he had a meeting. I merely see him like once or twice a month since he stays in Tanay with my youngest brother, which is sad. Good thing I'll be going to Tanay this weekend to help my brother with his schoolwork, so no more missing daddy (and baby brother) by tomorrow :)
P.S. Yes, I'm behind posts. Bah, Neuro and ManDyn took my week away.
Monday, February 21, 2011
25: Down With the Flu
I really hate it when I'm sick. I'm pretty much an independent, strong and healthy girl all year-round and I super rarely get ill, but when virus hits, I transform. I turn into this vulnerable, weak, tear-eyed little baby. Plus, I look horrible when I'm sick. Huhu.
Tissue, please.
Sunday, February 20, 2011
23: Fangirls
This is Mica and I while waiting to get into the Araneta Coliseum yesterday. That cute small bouquet I'm holding is from Close Up, the sponsor of our free tickets. Until now, I still can't believe how lucky I am to have won in the raffle! That moment when I heard my name called on stage is playing in my head and is making me smile right now because seriously, Mica and I were so hilarious. But that story deserves a separate blog entry.
Anyway, although I was feeling sick last night (and today I'm down with the flu for real), the concert was still so awesome. Taylor Swift was lovely, as expected. Her song list was 13 titles short, but every song caught the crowd's heart. Everyone sang crazily with her, the cute, girly voices of the crowd resonated loud within the Dome. And her hair. HER HAIR. I want it so bad! Her dresses were all so pretty, too. Ikaw na, Taylor Swift. Ikaw na ang maganda. Haha.
Yaaaay! Dream come true :)
Saturday, February 19, 2011
22: Happiness
Passing our Renal Finals + winning free tickets to Taylor Swift's concert + going back to UP + UP Fair + Sugarfree + that little thing
= BEST DAY EVER :D
Thursday, February 17, 2011
21: Nomnom
My new addiction:
Jack n' Jill MAGIC CHIPS! Borbs introduced this to me last week, and I got quite hooked since then. It's basically flavored biscuits that taste like actual chips. It oozes with flavor and every piece is yummy to the bite. And what's better about it is that it's baked, so it's healthier than the other regular chips out there. Oha!
I couldn't find a nice picture, so I just embedded the commercial. This is the first time I watched it, actually. Haha.
I just finished one now but I want mooore. Nomnom.
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
19: Stressed yet Blessed
My family experiences this all too often: when I'm stressed, I would be all quiet, snobby, and teary-eyed. But thank you, Prof. Sibal, for taking me out of this current unpleasant state that I'm in. Renal physiology is making me feel stupid right now (gaaah why am I such a slow learner!), so finding out that you finally agreed to move our STRAMA paper and presentation deadline to next week made me want to cry tears of joy and do the chicken dance. Hahaha!
WEEEEEEEE! Thank you, Lord!
18: Hearts All Over the World Tonight
My mom's text:
"B, m n UST. Uwi ako maaga. Enjoy d day w someone u love. Di ko na tatanungin kung sino."
Happy valentine's day!
Monday, February 14, 2011
17: Do You Believe in Serendipity?
ser·en·dip·i·ty
n. pl. ser·en·dip·i·ties
1. The faculty of making fortunate discoveries by accident.
2. The fact or occurrence of such discoveries.
3. An instance of making such a discovery.
Sunday, February 13, 2011
Saturday, February 12, 2011
15: Neighbor
You were one of my childhood crushes. I didn't go out too much as a kid, but I remember you. I know you knew me as a kid. In the minimal times I went out, I know you carried me and played tagged with me and we had fun. You were this tall, slender teenager, and I was a little girl in pigtails or braids.
Now, you wash your daughter's little pink Disney Princess backpack, then scrub the tires of your red car. Now, you carry a belly. And when I accidentally drove the shuttlecock to you and it hit you on the back, I said sorry and you just smiled.
You might not remember me, but I remember you. I'm that little girl in pigtails or braids who you used to play with.
14: On Love
"Love is a commitment towards imperfect people for whom you seek the greatest good."
-Pastor Peter Tan-Chi
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
Monday, February 7, 2011
10: Departure
I see you at the cafeteria. I pass you by the lobby or near your room. I hear stories about you from a friend. But those were it. The only connection that I have with you is that 1) we're schoolmates; 2) you are a familiar face in school (because of the former); and 3) you're friends with my friends. Aside from these, you can as well be a stranger to me as I am a stranger to you.
Nonetheless, I am sad that you're gone. You were one with me in my dream of becoming a doctor. You were someone I could draw inspiration from because you're surviving med school. You made the lives of so much people happier with you around. You were a good person. Now, all these have come to a halt.
You cannot be one with me in my dream anymore. I cannot draw inspiration from you. You cannot bring happiness to the lives of many. You cannot continue being a good person that you are. These all ended when you were taken by Him unexpectedly.
Yet the end of your life does not equate to the end of what you started. Despite you're sudden departure and although you cannot continue on with us, you will always remain. You're up there now, but I will pursue my dream partly for you. I will always remember how you wanted so much to become a doctor but was just scheduled to leave early by God. The wonderful memories you left will remain as sources of happiness for your friends and family. And you will be left in the hearts of many as the good person that you were.
Darryl Martin, I don't know you. You know that, because you probably don't know me, too. But thank you for being the person that you are. The world will always miss someone now that you're gone.
Sunday, February 6, 2011
Saturday, February 5, 2011
8: Congratulations
I don't know if I was able to cross it over
From my heart to your ear
That you did one good job,
That you were so great up there
And for what it's worth--
Although I don't know if I should feel this way
But still, I do--
I'm proud of you, you disabled dancer
And you'll always have a fan in me
Friday, February 4, 2011
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
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