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Anonymous

2 Feb

I want to keep myself anonymous. I am using a pseudo name here in WordPress. The primary reason is I don’t want my friends to read my blog. It’s fine with me when others whom I don’t personally know read my blog. I’m afraid that when my friends read my entries, they will have different interpretation than what I really mean.

My friends keep bugging me about my wordpress account. They are dying to read my entries. Maybe I am over-exaggerated. But I don’t know, I keep receiving messages from my friends asking what my wordpress account is. I try to tell them that my account is for myself only. I also try to tell them that if they want to read my entries, they have to give me their wordpress account first. I’m using bargaining now. Hahaha. 😀

Am I fair to them for not telling them my wordpress account or am I being selfish?

5 Years From Now

31 Jan

The clock is ticking. Graduation is coming. New life for us. New experiences and new challenges to over come.

I never see it coming. Living with my own after graduation. Leaving the safe corners of our classroom. Parting ways with the best people I’ve met in my life, my college friends.

Thinking about all of the bad things that happened to me way back from freshman year to first semester of senior year makes me happy because finally, after four years of hard work, I will be able to give my diploma to my Mom. No more stressful days and sleepless nights. No more exams, return demonstration, thesis, projects et cetera. Those are the things students don’t want in their life. We all want to get rid of those things. Those things only ruin our remaining days in college.

But also makes me sad. Really sad. Sometimes, it makes me wanna cry. My last two years in college are the best moments I have. I have the best section, the best group, the best friends in the whole wide universe. Graduating means, we have to part ways. We have to go back to our home. After graduation, no more sleep-over’s at friend’s house. No more out of towns. No more parties. No more manicure – pedicure. No more movie dates. No more dinners. No more drink-all-you-can marathon. No more DVD marathon. No more happiness with them. No more time with them. No more things we used to do.

It’s killing me. They are like my siblings. We’re like a one big happy family. Our section are inseparable. Now, we have to go to our own path, do we still have time for each other? Can we still do the things we used to do??

After 5 years, can they still remember our happy moments? Do we still have communication?

……Can they still remember me? 😦

My Dream Job

25 Jan

At the age of 19, I am now a fourth year college student. April is coming and that’s the time I’m going to get my diploma and tell the whole world, “Hey, I am no more a student! I am now a Nursing graduate!” And then at July, I’ll take the board exam and hopefully I’ll pass it so I can be a professional nurse.

After 4 years of hard work, sleepless nights, big eye bags, haggard days, happy-go-lucky moments, sleep-overs at friends’ house and crying times because of school, friends and love, I can’t believe I am going in front of a huge crowd getting my bachelor’s degree diploma. And in a few months, hopefully, I will get a job. But, you know what? I never imagine myself working in a hospital wearing white uniform and caring for people whom I don’t know. Well, I love taking take of people but nursing is not my dream job. It’s not my forte. And whenever I’m in the hospital, I don’t feel this is the right job for me. I am not happy.

Ever since a kid, Math is my favorite subject. My relatives always tell me, I’m the only Math Wizard in the family. Whenever I take IQ test, I’ve got superior grade in Math. That’s the reason why I tell myself I will become an accountant or an engineer. I set my mind with it. I imagine myself working in an office.

I was in third year high school when I told my mom I want to become an accountant. You want to know her response? She told me, “Anne, you can NEVER be a CERTIFIED PUBLIC ACCOUNTANT.” I was speechless. Every night I cry because I thought she’s going to support me with everything. She, my own mother, is the one who take away my last hope of getting my dream job. Until now, it hurts me and it makes me cry whenever I remember that.

Whenever I take admission exam, I always put Accountancy as my first choice of course and Nursing as my second choice because that’s what my Mom wants. I got accepted in a prestigious university in Manila and I became a part-scholar. I was allowed to take whatever bachelor’s degree I want. I was ecstatic because I thought my mom will let me choose what course I want to take. Here comes the enrollment, we were at the registrar and the staff asked us what course I’m going to enroll. I was going to say Accountancy when my mom interrupted me and told the staff “NURSING.” Her decision for my future.

Four years, I thought I’m going to love this course but still, my heart is for Math. I still want to be an accountant. I still imagine myself working in an office not in a hospital. I foresee myself wearing corporate attire not white uniform. I’m in front of the computer and computing the credits and liabilities of the corporation and not computing the IV regulation of the patient.

I’m still thankful for my mom for supporting me financially with my studies but if she just let make my own decisions for my own future, maybe I am happy now. 😦

NYVYLL, My Not So Friendly Friend :)

6 Jan

Meet my little friend, Nyvyll. 🙂 He’s ahamster. A very cute teddy-bear hamster. 🙂 So, he’s my only companion when I’m alone and sad. I just talk to him though I know that he can’t understand me. Sometimes I call him baby. Hahaha. 🙂 For me, he’s like a baby. A child. Just seeing him playing inside his cage makes me feel euphoric. FTW!!!! He makes me feel alive and makes me forget my problems. He can make my stress go away. I want to be with him always. I just wish, he wants to be with me also. He’s the best-est friend I ever had.

One problem about him is he doesn’t want to be touched. Every time I’m going touch him, he will go to the other side of his cage. He once bite me. Hahaha. 🙂 But that’s okay. I still love him. Though he’s not so friendly with me in terms of “touch”, I know he listens to me when I needed someone to talk to.

So here’s a picture of me and my hamster.

See?? I can’t touch my hamster. Hahaha.

By the way, he’s been with me for one month yesterday. And I’m hoping that he will be with me forever. 🙂