Questions

Hi there guys,

If you have something you’d like to ask about me, my perceptions and opinions about anything from the most serious topics to the less sensible one, then ASK ME. 🙂

Let’s talk. I can’t wait to hear from you!

 

Remember to Smile. :)

Here’s a smile for you all! 🙂

 

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Messy Me

I have been crazy with this song for quite sometime now. Yes! I am crazy over this just for months because apparently, I am a loser. I never knew this song ever existed until a few months ago.

And Yes! The very first time I heard it, I went with unstopping clicks for replay. I knew then that I was captivated by its melody, by HIS voice and of course, by its lyrics.

I somehow feel loved by this song. It’s as if no matter who I am who’s definitely imperfect and sinful can be loved and will be loved by someone who sees me through. That I am in fact, loved because of these imperfections that reflects my humanity and mistakes that helped me learn and become who I am at the present.

Who doesn’t want to feel loved, right?

Go ahead, you listen to it. 🙂

Permanent Goodbye

I just lost my uncle today, just a few hours ago. It came as a surprise. I don’t know what to feel, what to think. I don’t know how to comfort his family, my cousins, my aunt as I myself is deeply saddened by this unpleasant surprise.

He is not just like any typical uncle because he has a heart of a lady. Many are intrigued why he has two lovely children and a very supportive wife despite of him being gay. I don’t know either. I don’t know how it all started. But one thing is for sure, that their story is about love. A very unique and nurturing story of love.

All my life, I have grown to be with his happy and humorous presence. I can still remember him asking why I still don’t have a boyfriend and that I should get one to make my life extra exciting. I remember him acknowledging how I got fat and how good I look at times. I remember him advising me that I should start learning how to apply makeup because it will make me look better. I can remember him getting annoyed by how I used to clatter all his makeups and how I often go to him to borrow clothes for parties that I will attend  but remains supportive still (Yes! He has clothes that I can wear!). I can still remember him sleeping in their couch whenever I visit their house because he has a hangover from the party he attended the other night. I remember him smiling with that look of curiosity whenever we bumped at each other at some gatherings, asking “Kinsa imung kauban?”(Who’s with you?)

I remember him, I clearly remember how happy things seem when he is around.

Now, he’s gone. I will miss how he lights situations up. I will miss all his delicious dishes he cooks for whatever celebrations we have at home. I will miss how he puts my makeup on.I will miss how he shouts “NADINE!” whenever he sees me. I will miss him. I will miss you Uncle Boy. We all will.

With regret and sadness, I bid goodbye to an incredible uncle like you! I love you. 😦

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I can still remember your smile.

F.R.I.E.N.D.S

Friends

We are friends. We call ourselves 4Js&E. And we see us as Family.

I have a lot of friends but having real friends is different. But how do you know that they aren’t fake? That they are not secretly talking shit behind your back? Well unless somebody confesses or reports that to you, you won’t. So pick who you’re friends are.

My thoughts on friendship and its importance next week (hopefully). Watch out. 🙂

Take a look at their FB profiles! HAHA That’s Jera (farthest left), Eam (on my left), Jack-jack (on top of me) and Jhen (on my right). What do you think?

Diploma: Proud and Happy

This is my first ever piece for this blog. You know, it’s just a few days ago that I have decided to put this tiny space of the milky-wayish internet universe some deep thoughts that I have (I don’t even know which is which, what you call this and that. I am confused how different a page is from a blog or article from a post or whatever! Please bear with me. HAHA).

Well, just so you know. I am 20 years old and it has been 6 months since I graduated A.B. Political Science. Whoow! Just reminiscing the past 4 years still leaves me that feel of surprise– How did I survive college?

Not to boast (well, just saying this statement makes me feel boasting anyways), I graduated with no failing marks. I can still remember my mom telling me during my freshman year that one failing subject would definitely mean a transfer of school. This is perhaps her one way of saying “You don’t have the mind to deserve an expensive school.” Yes! I apparently graduated in one of the most prominent school in Davao City, or in our country for that matter. And sadly, here in the Philippines good universities is almost synonymous to expensive.

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Ateneo de Davao University from the outside

Ateneo de Davao University from the outside

I know what I promised my mom the moment I agreed with her rule, that is to be able to present her and our family my Diploma after 8 semesters. But I never knew back then how different and difficult it is to be in college. Did I mention I live in a neighboring island called IGACOS or Samal? This meant travelling almost an hour and a half just to go to school which included motor banca or lantsa (which courses the Davao Gulf) and jeepney rides (cheapest and most common mode of transportation).

Typical scenario inside the motor banca

Typical scenario inside the motor banca

This motor banca travels for 15 minutes to get to Davao City

This motor banca travels for 15 minutes to get to Davao City

Not having the motor banca 24 hours open for service added to the challenge. I had to make sure that I come home early to make it to the 11:00pm time limit of its service. I had to skip long-hours of meetings, practices, activities and other academic and non-academic stuff just to survive my set-up. It’s good to know however that I have close friends and relatives that I can sleep over with if I won’t be able to make it in time.

I am not like those consistent dean’s listers who impressed their teachers/professor with their whooping grades, nor that really hardworking lad who spent almost 60% of her college life at libraries. In fact I am one of those typical teenagers who like to drink, go for road trips, and are up to night-outs for movies or whatever. I’m just that “GO” girl who loves to have fun.  And being able to “BALANCE” everything, I think, was an accomplishment. I’ve had my fair share of craziness and mistakes which taught me a lot. I even fell in love in college which I think was a bad idea! But that’s another story. HAHA

But hey! Here I am, I graduated and I was able to fulfill my implicit promise to my family and self. Just imagine the feeling of being able to fulfill and surpass something really challenging. All I am saying is, sometimes it’s good to be proud of yourself, celebrate what you have become and from that, you can start giving yourself a chance to be better.

I Survived!

I Survived!

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