I have never been a fixture in blog events whether big time or just a small gathering even if I’ve been blogging since time immemorial. Things changed in the past couple of months though as I found myself actually attending two and a quarter of blog events in perhaps, a span of three months. The first was Buhay Coke Part 1 at Taste Asia where I got to mingle not only with my blog friends but had been within 500 meter-radius with the big names in the field of blogging (fangirl? LOL). The second, which technically, I didn’t really attend as the programme had already finished and the food had long been gone, was Buhay Coke Part 2 at the same venue. The last one just happened over the weekend, when I once again exposed the face behind this blog at Wordcamp 2008.

I didn’t exactly know what to expect aside from the fact that I’d be brushing elbows and breathing the same air with the bloggers at the top of the food chain. To my surprise, there was quite a number of bloggers who showed up. Some of them I’ve seen in the past events, while others (which were a lot!) were new faces to me. I believe the seminars were well attended, although I won’t be a hypocrite and say all of them were much to my liking. I did, however, enjoy listening to Mr. Danny Arao who tackled about Blogging and Journalism. Although my field now is a mile away from journalism, the topic itself was really close to my heart being once a journalist myself. But perhaps the most unforgettable part of the event, aside from the freebies (promotional pens from Friendster, mugs et al), the muy delicioso cupcakes by Sonja from Spot.ph and the prizes (which I never got any by the way) was the unprecedented spotlight thrown at me when Mr. Danny Arao thought I was Doc Tess Termulo (Hi doc! I hope you don’t mind the link ). Flattering it is, really, if only for the thought that at least I already look the part of a doctor, (never mind if my med school grades are still hanging up in the air), but at the same time, it was really embarrassing as being put on the spot was never at the top of my list in any occasion for that matter - Wordcamp or not!

I really really enjoy going out of my turf once in a while. Going out with non-medical people for a couple of hours is like a breath of fresh air to me. Too bad exams are coming up (yes, AGAIN!) and I have to go back into hiding if I want to redeem myself and my dismal grades.

So to everyone, from the new people I met, the old faces I’m already sick of seeing (kidding! kidding!), the organizers, speakers and most especially to Matt Mullenweg, (who is the new love of my life, I’m sorry Bee! ), thank you for keeping this doctor-to-be alive, kicking and SANE!

See you again next year!

Sometimes, just a simple gesture is enough to make you happy and kiss your worries away.

I have a bad prognosis for the Neurology exam that I took this afternoon. I think I got some concepts messed up while I was taking the exam. I am not sure if I got enough correct answers to make me pass that first exam - nevertheless, I feel disheartened and disappointed with myself because I knew I would have done a whole lot better at that exam if only I came in more prepared. But things have passed and there’s no use crying over spilled milk. I’m spending another all-nighter cramming for one of my major subjects and I was actually at that point when I’m already panicking. You see, I think I have panic anxiety disorder. I get palpitations, my tummy starts to act all messed up and I get dizzy when faced with such kind of pressure (Sorry, I ain’t Janina San Miguel who’s “not feeling any pressure right now“. LOL) I was actually close to tears. And then, my cellphone started to beep: it was a message from Bee saying he’s coming over from work and we’ll be having dinner together. I think I felt my heart fluttering. You see, in the past few weeks, we only see each other once a week because we both have responsibilities to attend to and usually, we get to see each other only during the weekends. But there it was, typed out in an SMS message that he’s coming over. Have I been good for the past 6 months that Santa’s already giving me an early present for Christmas?

I won’t be able to cram even half of what I need to know just a few hours before I take the exam. I’ve come to terms with that already and I’m good. But these sweet gestures from him - to drop by, feed me some pizza, give me the extra push that I need and just hug me tight when I feel like crying already - are more than enough fuel to keep my fire going and believe that I can do even the most impossible right now.

I have barely nine hours to study; given the condition that I won’t sleep a wink tonight. But I don’t really care that much anymore. I’m just filled with joy that someone out there still believes in the things that I can do.

I just came home from gatecrashing a party for a queen. No. This is not some party of a socialite-wannabe or a gathering for a queen-for-a-day. It is indeed for the queen herself - Queen Elizabeth II - in celebration of her 82nd birthday.

My bff caught me online this morning. What started as a friendly “how are you” chat ended with an unexpected invitation to a party she was to attend this evening. You see, my best friend, the cause-oriented, diplomat-wannabe is currently involved in some organization. Now, don’t dare ask me further ‘coz all I know is that it involves: Foundation, Youth and the Prince of Wales (just connect the dots). She wanted me to gatecrash ‘coz she didn’t know anyone else in that party. Her boyfriend, who would also be gatecrashing the event, also prodded me to come with them. I planned to attend the jazz dance class this evening at 8 pm and I had to rewire my brain a little bit so that I wouldn’t feel guilty of having skipped dance again for tonight’s event. Clad in the best attire I could come up with at the last minute, off I went to the British ambassador’s home in Forbes Park, ready to be kicked out for not having been properly invited at all.

After spending almost three hours being a wallflower (hooray for me I wasn’t booted out of the party!), here are ten things that I came to realize: » Continue Reading

UPDATE: (02-24-08)

“Lauren says This story is captivating because it focuses on just one aspect of the love story - the first kiss. Other events and details were written in such a way as to emphasize the magic of that moment. ” - from here

Thank you! From the bottom of my lovestruck heart ^_^

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It’s been a long time since I had a relationship that I already forgot how it felt like to be introduced as “my girlfriend” by someone. My boyfriend Bee and I were exchanging text messages all through morning when all of a sudden, I received a message that went like this:

“Not that I’m flirting with you but I really want to see you already”

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