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Last Night


Last night I dreamt of you.
It felt so real and seemed so true.
I thought I had the chance to get answers from you.
But reality crept in and woke me up as the earth shook too.

Oh Mom… what am I gonna do?

Sometimes too…


And there are times that you wish you’d be able to turn for comfort and encouragement -even just a simple return gesture – from the most unexpected places.  With the same conviction and passion to help you push forward and get past the nightmare of a mistake.

No judgments.  No comments.  No criticisms.

To be enveloped in the arms of understanding and be led back to normalcy.

I guess that’s how trauma is managed.  Be processed.  Then reenter the society.

Traumatized.  Lost.

Sometimes


Sometimes, the thing you’ve feared to become in the eyes of others infects you.  You end up being labeled as the thing you feared the most… without meaning to… without intending to.

A lapse of judgement… a totally unrelated huddle… misinterpreted by others.

#insensitive

Self-fulfilling prophecies that Mr. Subconscious takes over of.

Insignificant and worthless.

Then the inner turmoil sets in.  Rearing a beast of doubt and insecurity hell-bent in wreaking havoc to an otherwise glorious moment.  All too consuming… engulfing every ounce of joy and excitement for the fun of the game, leaving only emptiness, errors, and self-doubt.

Drowning.  Trying to reach out… clumsily failing.


I took up Psychology in college.

But until now I still feel awkward spouting out technical psych terms.  I feel inadequate or too labelly if I do…

Counsel as a friend or a counselor?


I guess I’m not graduating from my Masters this coming graduation…

Another missed opportunity.

I don’t want to make any excuses or reasons.  There’s just no point in elaborating why.

I just need to push forward… somehow.

For now, I’ll wallow on the sorrow that seems to be burgeoning inside.

Here’s to the Crazy Ones


Here’s to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round pegs in the square holes. The ones who see things differently. They’re not fond of rules. And they have no respect for the status quo. You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify or vilify them. About the only thing you can’t do is ignore them. Because they change things. They push the human race forward. And while some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius. Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, are the ones who do.

– Steve Jobs

Somehere in My Youth… or Childhood


I’m still on a high from all the festivities and celebration with my closest friends over the weekend.  Definitely my most memorable and most surprising birthday ever!  I feel lucky and blessed to have the greatest set of friends anyone could ever have!!!

Nothing comes from nothing… Nothing ever could.  So somewhere in my youth or childhood, I must have done something good.

– Something Good, The Sound of Music

Escaping Thoughts: Recent News Reports on Students


Lately, the news has reported about students attempting to take others lives (or those who have done so), and students who have attempted to take their lives (and of those who did). Has it become a trend already???

I pray that my dear students would always be smart enough to see the bright side of things and dispel any thought in taking one’s life (or another for that matter).

To share the words of wisdom of our distinguished headmaster from the Recognition Exercises earlier this morning, (parents, guardians, and teachers) let us practice the 3 As: Attention – give enough attention to your children; Affection – show how much they mean to you; and Affirmation – validate the accomplishments of your children.

Simple things but let us remember that 

“Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around. – Leo Buscaglia”


I have a scheduled English Proficiency Test tomorrow.  One step in my application for a job my alma mater.  Somehow I am terrified of my test.  Though it’s not my first time to take on such, I feel that so much more is at stake right now.  Will I add suffice when they size me up?

I know that I’m overthinking it.  But being an alumna, there’s the pressure of knowing that MEDIOCRITY is not acceptable.  Will I be able to exercise my full capabilities or will I stunt my own talents. SIGH…

One step at a time… one step at a time…

Better review and brush up on my command of both written and oral “expertise” in English.

Wish me luck!


Turning in a resignation letter is never easy.  From the word “resign” refering to the formal act of giving up or quitting.  For my part, it’s quitting my current position.

I am no quitter.  But I know when to pursue some thing and when to let myself go.  I’m still apprehensive about my future (again) but I hope I can make use of my time in other things aside from applying in different companies.

Unemployment, here I come!

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