Always will be.
Sunday, April 29, 2012
Believe me, there are some things I'd like to forget. But the more I try to wipe them away, the more they pop into my mind. You know what it's like when you're tying to fall asleep and it makes you more wide awake? It's the same thing. I can't figure it out. I remember things I couldn't possible have known. Sometimes it worries me, remembering the past in so much detail ~
HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO HAVE ROOM FOR WHAT'S NEXT TO COME? ~
Friday, April 27, 2012
Life is a Journey. We're All Going Somewhere, But Where are We Going?
Today is Friday and we had our new lecturer for our Pharmacology review. I must admit, it wasn't as fun as the previous days. This was the first time I actually slept during some parts of the review and didn't bother to take down notes @.@ As I looked at my other classmates, they were dozing off already... Hahaha. What a sight to see.
Well on the brighter side, I actually started writing about my different experience this morning. It wasn't some big event; it was just an ordinary just-like-any-other kind of day but I took it in a different perspective. I found it surprising I was already scribbling down sentences at the last page of my notebook. Out of boredom, I guess. But what I wrote was more of a curious thought, a realization, I would say.
Earlier today, I got out of bed at 6:20 A.M and was running ten minutes late for my 7 AM-review. I was alone in the taxi and as I was staring blankly out the windows into the moving space, patiently waiting to arrive at my destination, I fixed my gaze to the people around. At past 7 in the morning, I've witnessed people, various types of people each living different lives, already up for the day's challenge.
I saw a nurse walking briskly and hurriedly, as if looking stressed and lacking sleep, on her way to the hospital. "Will she be late for her early morning shift?" I thought. And then I saw a woman in her mid-40's in a corporate business-looking attire, walking so calmly and seems to be enjoying the first start of the day. "She must be looking forward to something positive and beautiful today", I uttered. And then my eyes were set on the next group of young ladies crossing the street, sporting their casual and some semi-formal outfits carrying with them bundles of folders and envelopes. The first thing that came to mind was that they were probably holding their resumes intact, about to apply for jobs that might change their lives forever. But amidst all those that I saw, I was particularly moved by the sight of the street children and beggars sleeping along the corners of the street in the rusty downtown, in boxes and newspapers laid out on the ground. In that instance, I felt nothing but sadness and pity for these people, especially the young ones who should have a lot going on for them. I tried to ask and answer my own questions,"What does life has in store for them?", "Will they ever be given the chance to realize their destiny?"
Minutes after, I didn't realize I was already at my destination. It was time to go out. For that moment, time seemed to stop and I was able to look around and merely witness people leading on their lives. And then again, I can't help myself but ask,"Do these people really know where they are going? And if so, is it the kind of life they truly want?"
Years from now, I might be one of those people... I can be the haggard-looking pharmacist as I'm on my way to hospital duty, or I can be the relaxed corporate worker walking early in the morning, smiling with a cup of coffee in my hand... Or I could still be one of those ladies on the way for a job application and interview, perhaps as a writer (since this has always been my number two dream). I could be all of those in the future. But I hope that when that time comes, and wherever, whatever and whoever I may be, I'll be able to look back and answer my own questions then, without a single doubt. I hope by that time, I'll have the courage to say "I am definite that this is just the kind of life I want and the life that has been planned for me." And I hope... I'll be nothing but HAPPY. :)
Crazy Rolls
What I had for lunchhh.
I love Japanese food!!!
Spicy Brown Raisu Shake Roll
Japanese roll of brown rice rolled with nori, salmon, leeks, Japanese mayo, crunchy tempura flakes, ebikko, black sesame seeds and served with special custard and sweet soy glaze.
(This is really mouthwatering, I promise!)
Sumo Roll
A crazy medley of crabstick, fresh yellow fin tuna, flame-grilled salmon, ripe mango
and watermelon all rolled in a bunch with orange and green ebiko served with sesame dressing.
(They are huge! But they're not as yummy as I thought they would be. :c)
Labels:
crazy rolls,
Teriyaki Boy
Nostalgic
Those conversations, those things we shared and laughed about,
they will always mean more to me than you ever think.
And yes, I miss them. All of it.
But most of all, I miss your presence.
Just you.
Wednesday, April 25, 2012
Purpose and Meaning.
So many people walk around with a meaningless life.
They seem half-asleep, even when they’re busy doing things they think are important. This is because they are chasing the wrong things.
The way you get meaning into your life is to devote yourself to loving others, devote yourself to your community around you, and devote yourself to creating something that gives you purpose and meaning.
I'M A DEVOTED PHARMACY STUDENT. MY PROFESSION GIVES ME PURPOSE IN LIFE AND ADDS MEANING TO MY EXISTENCE... I'M HERE FOR A REASON. MY DREAM IS TO BECOME A REGISTERED PHARMACIST SOMEDAY. AND I'M HERE TRYING MY BEST TO FULFILL THAT DREAM. AND TOGETHER WITH THESE BEAUTIFUL SELFLESS PEOPLE,
WE WILL BECOME DEVOTED MEMBERS OF THE SOCIETY. :)
Korean for Lunch
When I'm with friends, all we do is EAT EAT EAT (and maybe drink occasionally LOL). I'm missing those days when we try out different restaurants and cafes during lunch breaks. Oftentimes, we end up going to far places that we come to school already running late for our class. They were the ones who introduced me to exotic foods like Japanese Yakiniku and Korean food. Exotic for me since I only limit myself into eating the usual Filipino, and perhaps, Chinese food. And today, after such a long time, I had Korean food for lunch once more! Oh how I missed this.
My favorite Chadol Baki at our fave Korean resto Han Guk Kwan
(they serve free coffee also which is sooo good)
And I honestly miss my lunch buddies too. :(
I hope we won't run out of time to still have lunches together. :)
Labels:
Chadol baki,
Korean food
Tuesday, April 24, 2012
❤
❤ MY FAVORITE WEDDING VIDEO EVER ❤
I play this on repeat whenever I feel hopelessly romantic.
Just look at the place
It's surreal. It's like a dream.
The endless ocean and the vast skies.
Exchanging promises in the setting sun.
And just look at the smile on their faces, and the tears in their eyes.
It's surreal. It's like a dream.
The endless ocean and the vast skies.
Exchanging promises in the setting sun.
And just look at the smile on their faces, and the tears in their eyes.
It's just pure love right there.
THIS IS TO REMIND US THAT LIFE CAN BE THIS PERFECT SOMETIMES.
❤❤❤
Keep Smiling :)
Compared to yesterday, today, I woke up with a lighter feeling. I woke up realizing I shouldn't let things get to me. I'd be completely unproductive if I let negativity in. I did what people always tell me to do, to always stay positive and do my best no matter what the circumstances are. I went to review, motivated and ready to take on the day, and I was early enough (hahaha). I looked forward to today, to another opportunity, to another set of smiles.
Monday, April 23, 2012
Milk tea, always makes me feel better
MILK TEA. ♥
Ever since I tried Hongkong's milk teas, aghhh I got addicted.
Back then, there was only one milk tea place here in Cebu, Bubblebee. After the yogurt craze, milk teas are the "in" thing now. And in a short span of time, milk tea places have outgrown in number, scattered everywhere here in Cebu (thank God they're just near our place). There are at least 4 new milk tea places that have opened: Cobo, Tearrific, Tea&Symphony and the latest BubbleaTea Station which I tried today. If not ice cream, yogurt or coffee, milk tea somewhat cheers me up. I feel kinda sad today... so here's my comfort.
Gloomy Monday
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My favorite: Wintermelon Milk Tea w/ Black Pearls |
I Welcome Myself to the World of Blogs... again :)
Hi there, blogworld! :)
So, this is probably the 3rd blog I've ever had in my entire life. The second one was a pretty productive blog but I ended up not updating it anymore. I decided to create a new one since I'm going to need something to take my mind off things, something that would make me escape into a world of rainbows, sunsets and everything beautiful. Another reason is that, writing has always been a passion. I can say it is one of the beautiful gifts God has granted me with. My thoughts usually come alive in the wee hours of the morning, when everyone and everything is just serene, it's just me and my imagination conversing with each other. And I kind of just jot down or type whatever thoughts traverse my mind.
A teacher in high school once told me that I was probably born with a pen and paper beside me. I stopped writing when I was in midhighschool. When I got into college, I only managed to write 2 meaningful poems and some random essays. I must admit that I got too attached to the world and I became preoccupied with other things in life.
But I will always miss that feeling. Oh how I love it. Every part of it... having to find the right amount of words to describe and explain something, especially a good thought and a memory. Or sometimes...they can't just be described at all :)
Thanks to some people, who never cease to believe and see the good in me. It's a very warm feeling, rekindling (I love this word) something you love. It's like setting the fire up again after it has been blown off a hundred times. And sometimes, a good motivation and encouragement is just what we people need. So you'll probably be hearing a lot from me from now on! (I'll try my best, even with my everyday review schedules :D) Tralalalove~
A teacher in high school once told me that I was probably born with a pen and paper beside me. I stopped writing when I was in midhighschool. When I got into college, I only managed to write 2 meaningful poems and some random essays. I must admit that I got too attached to the world and I became preoccupied with other things in life.
But I will always miss that feeling. Oh how I love it. Every part of it... having to find the right amount of words to describe and explain something, especially a good thought and a memory. Or sometimes...they can't just be described at all :)
Thanks to some people, who never cease to believe and see the good in me. It's a very warm feeling, rekindling (I love this word) something you love. It's like setting the fire up again after it has been blown off a hundred times. And sometimes, a good motivation and encouragement is just what we people need. So you'll probably be hearing a lot from me from now on! (I'll try my best, even with my everyday review schedules :D) Tralalalove~
"In life, you can always come up with reasons to give up. But if you don't, you might just find love in places you never imagined."
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