You, my dearest blog, have already succeeded in making me feel guilty enough,

... and so I’m here to prove your suppositions wrong. That I still haven’t, and of course never will, abandon you : ) What I have in store, since the last time I’ve updated you, you may ask? Well… Off the top of my head, here we go.

College has been a heck lot of fun! And admittedly, to think that 4 days have to pass without even seeing any one of them seems to upset me a bit. I mean, our days as BSN1-2 is now counted. We’re close to finals and after that, we are all about to face another semester. From then on, our mutual schedule would no longer be in our hands. New faces are soon bound to welcome us as we enter a new, unfamiliar classroom. Reality sucks, but we all have to be reshuffled and force ourselves to embrace yet another changes.

Oh anway, I think I’m a month and half early for drama. As of now, why could I not just commemorate with my recent source of joys instead? :’)

I really don't know where to start. There are just millions and billions of beautiful moments yelling and screaming for them to be narrated first. After I've been separated from my high-school friends, i never thought that I would ever laugh so hard and be laid-back and true to myself anymore. But it turns out that, thankfully, I'm wrong.












No single day would pass without leaving a massive trace of blissfulness. I may hate all of the subject for our entire week schedule but because of my friends, I'm loving every seconds.

 There may be times that I get disturbed by the sharpness of someone else's careless tongue and truth to be told, I don't think I could ever act out my real self again if only not because of some words from my friends. Those words that became so precious to me, I'll never have the idea to delete it from my inbox.

"HINDI! duh. patawa ka lang, sobra. haha! pero hindi ka immature at stupid. cute and clumsy lang."

Really, I'm telling you. Before Zane Canuel had been able to convince me, i already had the whole starting-tomorrow-say-hello-to-a-new-bitchy-yet-nerdy-me plan! I was dead serious about it. The reason why I'm ever gratified for the comfort this young lady offered me.

Thank God there's someone who could actually penetrate beyond my actions. Someone who understands and care and keep something as have told.

All of my friends are, of course. Ansaveeeh mo teh at special mention ka? :))






I'd really love to describe all of the goodness of every friend that I have but I reckon that that would take too much time and my excitement for the topic to reach HIM, my up-to-date supplier of butterflies, couldn't be suppressed anymore.

Well.. It's not that I have tons of things to tell about him. In fact, I'm afraid to mention even a single hint. And so perhaps I'll just forget the whole idea. even thou my KV is unkabogable right now :">

 If I were you, I'd just go and hunt Mohi, my kasing-level-ko-sa-kalandian Gumiho sibling 'cuz I'll never take a risk. But I doubt if you could extract even the slightest concept from him :P

This is Daniel and believe me, nothing could be more hilarious than the way we portray and pretend as if we really are the characters from the korean drama "My Girlfriend is a Gumiho".


And hey, have I already mentioned to you that I'm running my own business now? This may sound comical but yes, I'm a walking mini sari-sari store now. At first, it was embarrassing, of course. But as I carry on with it, the more fun it gets. Not only I earn extra money for a certain purpose, (it may be just small but hey! nothing beats the feeling of producing something by just yourself.) the activity itself also teaches me how to be more frugal and wise when it come to handling your peso. And so whenever a classmate would come to tell me "nag business management ka nalang sana!" I honestly take it as a compliment. HAHA.

And WHY, I ask myself, do I always receive statements such as that? More than to business management thingy, some of them also wonder why I didn't pursue the trail towards becoming a fashion designer instead. And there's even this voice telling me that journalism would suit me better.

Now that keeps me discern. Is nursing really the product of my passion and interest? Oh my gracious goodness Jam! It clearly isn't the right time to doubt about that for damn sure it is! Otherwise you would never come into the decision of entering DLS-HSI, silly.

My thoughts resemble a winding road as of the moment. I think this got a lil bit too much long, I lost my total control over to what it really is for. lol

And I hereby present the result of being under the tyranny of randomness.