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[31 March 2007] Reality Bites
Last night, it was my first time to share my boy problems with my friend, Cef (heck, it was my first time to have a serious, decent conversation with him). It was great talking with him because he doesn't tell you what you want to hear, but he tells you what you NEED to hear: the truth, reality. And damn, reality bites. Cef told me that if he liked someone, he would do this, he would do that. And it really made sense. Bottomline is, after analyzing the pieces of information I supplied him with and the current situation, my dearly beloved crush is barely interested in me. So. Sad. But he also told me that He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, the guy from summer past, is an absolute jerk who claims girls as trophies he can brag about after he'd won over them. No respect for women.

Anyway, thanks you, Cef, for being an eye-opener. Others would usually encourage me, present what-ifs, support my kahibangan. Pero sabi nga nila diba, the truth will set you free. I really appreciate your honest opinions. I'm done with First Phase: Denial. Moving on to acceptance, yahoo.

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Haay. It's really all about business, is it? Sana hindi ka na lang nagtext.

Hoy, move on na nga, eh.


[26 March 2007] YM
I saw your name, and my heart leapt.

Seriously.

You didn't know me, so I boldly made a move. Very unlike me.

But that's you, I could not simply resist.

It ended too soon. You had to say good night.

I know it meant nothing to you.

But my heart ached of happiness, anyway.



[23 March 2007] Blessed
Kuya Jess, I still haven't thanked you enough for all the blessings you've given me, for giving me a great start this year... most especially for the best SS and field experience and for getting into UP Med (and UST and St. Luke's, too). Thank you SO much.Forgive me for being selfish for a time, for being jealous of a friend for what she might have. But now, I am very content, and I am very happy for my friend and for myself. Please continue to guide us to get through the path that we decided to take. I really hope that when we see each other five years or so from now, we'll proudly recognize each other as great doctors!

Waaaaaah!!! UPCM Class 2012!!! I can't wait!!!


[21 March 2007] Home
I missed my bed. I missed our cable Internet connection. I missed Ate Al's cooking. I missed Rocko (our dog whose breed is still unknown to us) and Cookie Jr. I missed my bros, my mom and dad, and my lolo.

But now, I'm back.

I miss Mark's room and bed. I miss my favorite kawayan chair. I miss the spiders in the bathroom. I miss the wake-up calls from the flies and the honey bees. I miss our pansit canton, Yang Chow, pancakes, sardinas, tuna, corned beef w/ potatoes, potatoes w/ corned beef, tortang talong. I miss our magically-refilling drinking water. I miss our disappearing undies (and then finding it the next day hanged outside for everyone to see). I miss the next-door sari-sari store and their TV, Lumpia, RC, Fruit Soda, Chocnut, Popping Candy. I miss Djuri's fans club, especially Zhyrene and Jansel. I miss our BHWs and BNS (Ate Edline, Ate Norma, Ate Pining, Ate Yolly, Ate Elisa, Ate Sixta, and Ate Josita), Maam Dima and Maam Violy. I miss Mark and his kakulitan. I miss Shiema and for being the sister I never had. I miss Ate Marilou and how she always greeted us warmly whenever we came back to their house at the beginning of the week.

Thank you for taking us in, for the hospitality, for treating us as your own. Thank you for the amazing six weeks. I will never forget the experience. We will see each other again. I will be back, I promise.

I miss home.