I now regret having gone out yesterday to shop instead of going straight home.

Yesterday, because classes end early for us during Wednesdays and incidentally class would start late for us today due to some change in sched, I decided to go out shopping to relax. I ended up spending more than 3 hours at the mall instead of the planned one hour because: 1) it took me more than an hour to pick out my new shoes from the racks; 2) another hour to choose what to buy for my godchild’s birthday party on Sunday and; 3) another hour to have dinner (albeit alone).

I was so tired already when I got home and soon, I was already off dreaming about Caribbean cruises. The next thing I know, it’s already September 5 and I haven’t finished anything.

I envy my roommate for having perfected the craft of time management. It’s something that I obviously, obviously lack. I should have listened to my homeroom teacher from way back grade school when she was trying to make us learn how to manage our time wisely. Now I’m suffering. Great job Mnel for playing Miss Know-It-All. You deserve more than a pat on the back. A head blow, in fact.

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.

Back in the days when I was bruised, bitter and confused, I resorted to using tarot readings and psychics to “take a peek” of what the future holds for me. Although I didn’t really take them seriously to the point of actually paying to get myself a reading, I found contentment with the free “do-it-yourself” readings that I found on the internet. You do get what you pay for and in this case, I’d usually get myself a general reading that looking back now, I realized would have really suited half of the world’s population - including myself. But, can one really blame a girl who finds herself at a crossroad to resort to such? If you’ve been in a similar thought-provoking situation, I bet you would understand how it’s easy to take guidance of any form out of desperation (and you can say how desperate I had been to know whether I was choosing the right path). » Continue Reading

I popped the “when-did-xxxxxxx-introduce-you-to-his-parents” question to a very close college buddy over at YM. I know, you might be wondering why I felt the need to ask that question when I did have a (foiled) five-year long relationship tucked under my belt. But you see, there are a million and one reasons why the two serious relationships I have and had are poles apart. For starters, my ex’ parents actually knew me before we even started dating. That’s the perk of being childhood buddies. You can get away with the awkwardness of having to introduce the new girlfriend/boyfriend to the family. The introductions can go as informal as “Ma, Pa, kami na ni _____” or sometimes family members can just assume that you’re finally together when he brings you home more often than he used to. The present situation is a different case altogether. We’ve already started seriously going out even before both our parents knew us. And by the word “knew” I mean just knowing that the son/daughter has been officially fished out of the dating scene. » Continue Reading

I learned about the Love Struck Writing Contest by Ms. Noemi a few days before the deadline. I was hesitant to join because I had so much to read and do for the next few days for school but my good online buddy Igno, prodded me. (Guess who won the argument? *wink*)

Two scrapped drafts later, I came up with my best effort to retell how our love story started.

I didn’t expect to win. After all, there were so many good entries (this, in particular, made me cry).

Anyway, I’d like to thank Ms. Noemi Dado for the opportunity to share my talent and my story and her daughter, Ms. Lauren, the judge, who gave me a winning nod out of the 47 entries.

Thank you so much from the bottom of my heart. ^_^

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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