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Emotions are Overrated
For the longest time, i’ve been able to tell myself that the only things i need are my studies, friends and at the end of the day, a happy family to come home to. and i do commend myself for being able to tel myself and not only that, but also actually believe it but you know sometimes, it just gets a little … lonely.
Like i see my friends fight and cry over really dumb things sometimes and most of the time, i’m like, that’s what you get for getting into a relationship you know won’t last but then tonight, i’m sitting here and wondering what is it with all those things that we still keep coming back for?
i mean, in my case, yeah, i do wanna fall in love. i wanna meet someone that’ll change me without me even knowing it does that make sense? I wanna wake up one day and just tell myself that i wanna do things differently because i wanted to be a better person. but i think it’s kinda dumb that we would change ourselves just for someone else at the same time. Blah, i really have no stand when it comes to a lot of things. Consider this one.
i don’t know, really. It’s just that, i know that i can be a really good girlfriend for someone but somehow all the other girls who don’t treat guys properly or who are major flirts are the ones that get all the guys or are the ones in good relationships [by good, the guy is head over hells in love] and that just doesn’t make sense to me.
It also occurred to me that I don’t attract boys as much as others proli because i’m not as “kept” as they are. Quite honestly, i’m like a 6 year old high on crack most of the time. I think i’m even bi-polar sometimes. There are times when i’m hyper as hell and then i have my bad days when you would have to think twice before even talking to me. I have a disease. I really think i do. I’m not going to comment so much on the looks though because i’m not really pretty but there are other people who have it a little worse than i do and even they have boyfriends. No offense. [no offense taken]
i don’t even know i bother talking about things like this. if it’s for me ,it’ll come. right now i should just focus on my pathetic little life
When you have to hold on to the earth to keep yourself from falling off it <3

ok so the scene was, i’m Carlyle’s in love with me, Nico is furious
and i’m enjoying every single second of it.:))
When you have to hold on to the earth to keep yourself from falling off it <3

ok so the scene was, i’m Carlyle’s in love with me, Nico is furious
and i’m enjoying every single second of it.:))
CAPPED
so in a few hours from right now i will officially be capped. I guess this means that we’ve completed half of my requirements in my 2 1/2 years of this godforsaken course and i think this also indicates that we can start actually touch our patients now and inject and do shit because … we’re ready? the cap has some pretty awesome powers, i guess. lol.
i’ve head about people actually crying during the ceremony or actually while being capped and i guess i understand that. I mean, it does signify a lot, nursing is a big deal, it’s definitely not a walk in the park and on that day, we actually get acknowledged for that. It’s actually nice to be able to hear my mom say constantly that she’s proud of me and that she’s thankful of my effort because never in my life have i been beaten up so much about something i don’t have the slightest concern about.
I do think that i will end up crying tomorrow. but not for the reasons that everyone else will be crying about. After tomorrow, there won’t be anymore looking back and i can’t believe that this is where i actually am right now. Never did i think that i would one day be in a crisp white uniform with a cap… as a nurse. If i was in a crisp white ANYTHING, it would have to be a nice polo shirt or a new dress. I still can’t phase out the fact that i’m doing this to myself. I guess, if i did end up crying tomorrow it’s because i didn’t wanna be there. I would rather be dead sometimes.
of course i’m happy i got this far. i’m happy my parents are happy cuz i’m not doing this for me, i’m doing it for them. but you know what they say… you can never really be completely happy,
CAPPED
so in a few hours from right now i will officially be capped. I guess this means that we’ve completed half of my requirements in my 2 1/2 years of this godforsaken course and i think this also indicates that we can start actually touch our patients now and inject and do shit because … we’re ready? the cap has some pretty awesome powers, i guess. lol.
i’ve head about people actually crying during the ceremony or actually while being capped and i guess i understand that. I mean, it does signify a lot, nursing is a big deal, it’s definitely not a walk in the park and on that day, we actually get acknowledged for that. It’s actually nice to be able to hear my mom say constantly that she’s proud of me and that she’s thankful of my effort because never in my life have i been beaten up so much about something i don’t have the slightest concern about.
I do think that i will end up crying tomorrow. but not for the reasons that everyone else will be crying about. After tomorrow, there won’t be anymore looking back and i can’t believe that this is where i actually am right now. Never did i think that i would one day be in a crisp white uniform with a cap… as a nurse. If i was in a crisp white ANYTHING, it would have to be a nice polo shirt or a new dress. I still can’t phase out the fact that i’m doing this to myself. I guess, if i did end up crying tomorrow it’s because i didn’t wanna be there. I would rather be dead sometimes.
of course i’m happy i got this far. i’m happy my parents are happy cuz i’m not doing this for me, i’m doing it for them. but you know what they say… you can never really be completely happy,
Lessons I’ve Learned From Taxi Drivers II – Alfred Lamberto
yesterday, i was walking along the road, unable to see anything from the drinking splurge we just had. I accidentally road the wrong jeepney and ended up having to get off somewhere and walk until i could find a taxi which was almost impossible during that time.
As i was walking, i passed by this Japanese guy who was balding and was skinny skinny skinny. I didn’t pay attention to him at first until he started following me and saying “EXCUSE ME MISS BEYUTIPUL” over and over again. It wasn’t til after 3 minutes that i realized he was talking to me [at first i thought he was on the phone]. When i finally stopped, he pulled out a notebook and asked me for my number.
I was like, “wtf this guy must think i’m a hooker or something” but before i could actually say anything to the hag, a taxi from heaven pulled over and i was safe.
when i got in, the driver couldn’t help but laugh at my predicament. He just kept laughing and laughing as i sat in the passenger seat with my arms folded.
“worse things have happened, kid.” he said to me.
“i’m pretty sure.” i replied.
then he started sharing a story about something that happened to him… [i love it when the open up first]
One day as he was parked outside a hotel, a Swiss lady in her 50’s got in the car. She told him to drop her off at the mall and like the good taxi driver he is, he did just that. On the way to there, the lady started talking to the driver, she
edit: eh, i kinda lost interest in making this episode. i’ll proli do it… never.
i really do regret kissing you.but you know what? sometimes… a kiss is just a kiss.















