Monday, October 01, 2007

See You Next Year!

Hi peeps! I won't be blogging in a while. See you next year. God bless. :-)

Sunday, August 19, 2007

The Art of Letting Go

At times, we find ourselves saying goodbye to the person we love. Goodbye doesn't necessarily mean that you stop loving the person. A friend once said that to think that love is limited to just one person is immature. You don't stop loving people just because you have someone new to love. So true. He will always be special. If we're meant to be together, God will find ways ... For now, I'm spreading my wings, hoping that they will take me to greater heights ... Will make my Mama proud ...
The Art of Letting Go (Mikaila)
Put away the pictures.
Put away the memories.
I put over and over
Through my tears
I've held them till I'm blind
They kept my hope alive
As if somehow that I'd keep you here
Once you believed in a love forever more
How do you leave it in a drawer?
Now here it comes, the hardest part of all
Unchain my heart that's holding on
How do I start to live my life alone?
Guess I'm just learning,
Learning the art of letting go.
Try to say it's over
Say the word goodbye.
But each time it catches in my throat
You're still here in me
And I can't set you free
So I hold on to what I wanted most
Maybe someday we'll be friend's forever more
Wish I could open up that door
Now here it comes, the hardest part of all
Unchain my heart that's holding on
How do I start to live my life alone?
Guess I'm just learning,
Learning the art of letting go
Watching us fade
What can I do?
But try to make it through the pain of one more day
Without you
Where do I start, to live my life alone?
I guess I'm learning, only learning,
Learning the art of letting go.

Thursday, August 16, 2007

Way Back into Love

I don't wanna make my blog look like a songbook again but I just feel like posting this ... La lang. Rotten, rotten, rotten r______p!

Way Back Into Love

I've been living with a shadow overhead
I've been sleeping with a cloud above my bed
I've been lonely for so long
Trapped in the past
I just can't seem to move on

I've been hiding all my hopes and dreams away
Just in case I ever need them again someday
I've been setting aside time
To clear a little space in the corners of my mind
All I want to do is find a way back into love
I can't make it through without a way back into love
Oh oh oh

I've been watching but the stars refuse to shine
I've been searching but i just don't see the signs
I know that it's out there
There's got to be something for my soul somewhere

I've been looking for someone to shed some light
Not somebody just to get me through the night
I could use some direction
And I'm open to your suggestions

All I want to do is find a way back into love
I can't make it through without a way back into love
And if I open my heart again
I guess I'm hoping you'll be there for me in the end
Oh oh oh

There are moments when I don't know if it's real
Or if anybody feels the way I feel
I need inspiration
Not just another negotiation

All I want to do is find a way back into love
I can't make it through without a way back into love
And if I open my heart to you
I'm hoping you'll show me what to do
And if you help me to start again
You know that I'll be there for you in the end
Oh oh oh

Saturday, August 11, 2007

Show Me Your Smile

I'm an Apo virgin, the term the singing trio gives to people who watch them perform live for the very first time. Well, there's always a first time and mine was good, if not excellent. They orchestrated an almost seamless concert which left the audience immensely entertained. Definitely a nostalgic trip.

Show Me a Smile (Apo Hiking Society)

Show me a smile and then kiss me
Tell me you love me again
Come to my room and then lie on my bed
I love you, you know although sometimes it just doesn't show

Giving is my way of loving
The only way that I know
I've got nothing much and I've got nothing to show
I love you, you know although sometimes it doesn't seem so

Love me forever
Love me all night through
Love me for a lifetime
I live my life for only you

I love you, you know although sometimes it doesn't seem so

Love me forever
Love me all night through
Love me for a lifetime
I live my life for only you

Show me a smile and then kiss me
Tell me you love me again
Come to my room and then lie on my bed
I love you you know although sometimes it just doesn't show ...

Friday, August 10, 2007

The Dreamer of Oz

I dreamed of Oz, with her beaches, blokes and sheilas
I dreamed of the 5 kg toblerone sitting on a heapful of lollies
I dreamed of raindrops that kissed my bright red brolly
And Perth and a gang of mozzies ...

Thursday, August 09, 2007

While majority of Filipinos are snoring in bed or worse ... infusing their pillows with saliva (hehehe), I'm doing some soul-searching. I've been doing this for the past 3 days or so. I wonder why. Maybe it comes with the age. This is the hard thing about being a doctor. While your high school mates are earning enough money to support the nests they can call their own, you realize that you haven't left your Mom's nest for the simple reason that you're still not capable of building a nest of your own. Your friends have already made a name for themselves. As for you, the unlicensed doctor, who still remains anonymous, save for your fellow unlicensed colleagues, carving out a niche in your profession is not within your grasp yet ... Where am I headed? Honestly, I still dunno. If there's one thing I learned from this aging process, it's to go where the wind takes you. Don't resist. Just do your best. Be brave enough to face your future. Carpe diem. Hakuna matata. Samtosa. Live by your principles. Don't lose hope. Keep the faith. Bury your past 'coz you can't do anything about it. Invest in your future. I believe that there's someone out there who guides us in everything we do. We just have to put our full trust in Him. I'm not afraid to grow old...

Tuesday, August 07, 2007


This moment ... is the way it should be. Samtosa ... the supreme joy of living in the now ...
As I write this, I hope my batchmates who took the August boards will make it. Praying for them everyday. I had a turbulent July. Closing cycles, changing chapters ... Moving on ...

Wednesday, August 01, 2007


Woke up on the wrong side of the bed, I did. Was welcomed by a giant wave of negative thoughts. Welcome, Grouch. It's Wednesday. You woke up late. You only have a few hours left to review for Anatomy and Pharmacology. Ahd hey, you're so behind your schedule. By the way, you missed breakfast. It's lunchtime. You didn't tell Ate Lisa what to prepare for lunch so she might be cooking God-knows-what like Diningding (for the nth time ... Hey I love Diningding but eating it on a 3x weekly basis is not very appealing). It's freaking hot. Did you turn off your airconditioning unit or subconsciously selected the fan setting? WAAAAAAAH! GRRRRRRRR! Hours later ... Goodbye, Grouch. Get off me, you freak. The Tinola's oishi.

Tuesday, July 31, 2007

I tend to write my thoughts on any piece of paper at hand. Anyways, I found this on an old drug company notebook. Mom was on vacation a couple of months ago. I wrote this list but I didn't get to finish this. I intended to give this to her.
100 Reasons Why I'm Glad Mama's Home
1. She lights up my world.
2. I need a bearhug.
3. She makes the best macaroni salad.
4. She's like Martha Stewart (i-compare ba kay Martha Stewart) --- knows how to cross-stitch, has mastered the art of paper tole making, etc.
5. She's my ever-reliable alarm clock.
6. She's my human MIMS as well.
7. She makes stressful days seem more bearable for me.
8. She's the wind beneath my wings (AWWWW!).
9. When I lack willpower, she complements my courage.
10. I miss her orchids in full bloom.
11. She gives the best TLC massage (*sighs*).
12. She makes Moshi smell nice.
13. She's the only other person I know who thinks raw egg with rice is a superb meal (of course the other person is moi).
14. She looks like Rio Locsin and that newscaster from RPN 9. Promise. :-)
15. *I wonder why I left this blank.*
16. She's the best GP in the world.
17. She's my jogging buddy.
18. She organizes everything for me. (Yeah, she even packed my overnight/duty bags for me, telling me where I can find my toothbrush, soap, etc. as she packed. I learned every single time that you'll best remember if you were the one who did the packing. Whenever I looked for a certain item, I had to rummage through the entire bag. Ang saya. Hehe.)
19. Everything's neatly mapped out whenever she's around. (Mama's fave question over weekend breakfast is ... "So, what's our itinerary for today?"
20. She's my mall buddy.
21. I miss her hearty chuckle.
22. She supports me in every endeavor.

Saturday, July 21, 2007

Bits and Pieces

Meralco was nasty today. 2x on a Saturday morning? I was looking forward to blogging and reconnecting with friends which I usually do on weekends.*sighs* Good thing my pc’s battery can still hold for an hour. So, I’m still gonna blog you inconsiderate Meralco people. Bwisit! My mom chose to watch Wendy’s guesting stint in a morning talk show rather than chat with her daughter who absolutely misses her. And she still claims that she hates Wendy. Duh. Who’s Wendy? She’s a PBB Season 2 housemate who garnered thousands of thundering BOO’s when she stepped on stage during the BIG NIGHT. Hey, I’m going out tonight. Woohoo! Gonna have dinner with my cousins. TGIS! Not that long-gone local teeny bopper show, okay. Anyways, I discovered that the Friday mags my aunt brought home from the UAE have surprisingly nice, quirky articles. I’m posting some excerpts from an article entitled Sum of All Fears.

My other childhood fear was the dark, the result of an over-active imagination and the love of scary movies ... I never understood in horror films why when the teenager's car broke down, they would think of going to the big creepy house to stay the night ... and if the front door squeaks when you open it, what other warning do you need? Just run! … 2 other rules that we should live by (or you're guaranteed to die a grisly death): first, never have a shower in a scary house or empty school dormitory (this applies especially to girls). Second, if you must investigate strange noises, always take a baseball bat or a gun with you.

Now wait ‘til the columnist sees our local “scary” movies. Hahaha.

Note: Shrumster actually thought I was smart enough to formulate my own language. Haha. Now I consider that a big compliment coming from him.

Wednesday, July 18, 2007

Coffeebean-ated Thoughts

The canister should have included a warning that says something like "Munching on 30 jaw-breaking chocolate-coated coffee beans will cause cracks on metal-coated teeth, palpitations and racing thoughts." To the company that sells BEST COFFEE chocolate-coated coffee beans, ***#!!! Hehe. Nah, it's okay. I'll just go visit the dentist to have my cracked molars fixed and blog to decompress my brain. Swollen brain cells from overactivity. Haha. As for the palpitations, they won't last long anyway. Anyways, so, I've been procrastinating big time. Oh no, Mama mia, reads my blogs ... Um, let me re-phrase that. I'm trying my best to study at a faster pace these days. Well, at least I'm trying. I felt so ecstatic upon watching what I thought was my last Biochem lecture only to discover that I still have 2 Biochem lectures and 2 high-yield Genetics lectures left. When was the term operon ever considered basic? Siyet! Pucha talaga. Wuhuhu. Anyways, I'm waiting for Ratatouille which is due on the big screen next week. My brother will love this movie, swear. It's about the unique friendship between a rat who knows how to cook and a human, who happens to be a frustrated chef. I can so relate, to the human I mean. Hehe. There you go. Honey, I shrank my brain cells. Now I can study the rest of Biochem. Lub--dub, lub--dub. Eurhythmia, normocardia ... Ciao! ;-)

Thursday, July 12, 2007

Kurt, we put up a good fight for you but you still had to leave. I miss your presence. Hope you'll come back to us soon ... It will hurt a whole lot when years from now, you won't recognize the people who took care of you when you were still too young to remember. Who's gonna pick you up whenever you want to be cuddled? Who's gonna prepare your mashed potato? Who's gonna sing you to sleep? Who's gonna chuckle and babble with you? I hope they're taking good care of you...

NOT WHILE I'M AROUND (Barbra Streisand)
Nothing's gonna harm you
Not while I'm around
Nothing's gonna harm you
No sir, not while I'm around
Demons are prowling everywhere nowadays
I'll send them howling, I don't care, I've got ways
No one's gonna hurt you
No one's gonna dare,
Others can desert you
Not to worry, whistle I'll be there
Demons'll charm you with a smile for awhile
But in time
Nothing can harm you, not while I'm around.
Being close and being clever
Ain't like being true,
I don't need to, I would never
Hide a thing from you
Like some
No one's gonna hurt you
No one's gonna dare
Others can desert you
Not a worry, whistle I'll be there
Demons'll charm you with a smile for awhile
But in time
Nothing's gonna harm you
Not while I'm around
Not while I'm around

Wednesday, June 27, 2007

I've come to the painful realization that bright red nails don't suit me. They made me look slutty. My cousin, aunt and ex nearly laughed their heads off. Oh well. Back to the safe and reliable pastels ...



Pilgrim, how you journey
on the road you chose
to find out why the winds die
and where the stories go.
All days come from one day
that much you must know,
you cannot change what's over
but only where you go.

One way leads to diamonds,
one way leads to gold,
another leads you only
to everything you're told.

In your heart you wonder
which of these is true;
the road that leads to nowhere,
the road that leads to you.

Will you find the answer
in all you say and do?
Will you find the answer
In you?

Each heart is a pilgrim,
each one wants to know
the reason why the winds die
and where the stories go.

Pilgrim, in your journey
you may travel far,
for pilgrim it's a long way
to find out who you are...

Pilgrim, it's a long way
to find out who you are...

Pilgrim, it's a long way
to find out who you are...

Sunday, June 24, 2007

It's scary when you wake up one day only to find yourself asking, " Am in love with him or in love with love itself?"

Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two. - Captain Corelli's Mandolin

Saturday, June 23, 2007

I've received a number of gasps and "whats" when people learned about my decision to wait til Feb '08 for the much-awaited license (hopefully, I'll get it...let's keep our fingers crossed). Well, there are 2 big reasons...
Reason # 1: I'm SO NOT a crammer!
Reason # 2: I multi-tasked (helped out in my bro's biz, managed the household, went on 24-hour duties) big time when I was an intern which left me really drained, emotionally and physically.
So, I've finally decided to relieve myself of the additional mental and emotional torture that the August boards would surely bring. I'm taking the Feb boards. Good luck to all my friends who'll take the August boards! Praying for you everyday...


I'm halfway through the completion of my puzzle
The puzzle that is me
Through the years, I patiently added and removed pieces
From the puzzle that is me
This puzzle may be Picasso to others
The more you try to understand, the more you get confused
You'll feel dazed, a bit intoxicated by the truth
Then you start doubting the truth
About the puzzle that is me
It remains a mystery to the Maker
What are your plans?
I'm halfway through the completion of my puzzle
I'm more than the past and less than the future
Tomorrow, take me to Nirvana and make me whole...

Tuesday, June 19, 2007

My Site's Still Alive !!!

Haha. I thought my site got removed a few months back when I checked it, 'coz I rarely blog. Good thing I re-checked and was surprised to find out that it's still very much alive. Hahaha. Now my mom can monitor my activities again. Bleh. Love you mama. Well, A LOT has happened. Dunno how to start blogging about it. I'll sleep first. I'm a bit dazed from studying those nasty enzymes in Biochem. Goodnightey everyone!