There's more to life than just to live :)

Essence of Christmas :)

When some are complaining that they can’t somehow feel the presence of Christmas air, I’m here, excitement runs through my blood. Simply because the family’s complete and we’re having a reunion tomorrow.

I haven’t received truckloads of gifts for this Christmas but I got a lot of Christmas greetings from friends and relatives. And this year has been good to me, so that’s more than enough. I got a lot of things in mind to buy for myself as a Christmas present but I ended up saving the money. I just realized how Philippine crisis has been a problem for some. And I might need the money in future for a more important reason. And I believe it's more important to give (love on Christmas day kekeke) than to receive. And I couldn't ask for more, I believe that I have all: Life, family, friends, education, happiness and bonuses.

On the other hand, I’ve been reading a lot of SMP thingy over the internet. SMP which means Samahan ng Malalamig ang Pasko for some. But for me, SMP means Samahan ng Masasaya ang Pasko. Hello! Seriously, we’re celebrating Christ’s birth not Valentine’s day. Hahahaha. Save that emo-ish feelings for February 14. Anyway, we can make this Christmas blazing with love by enjoying the day with the family and by praying. The true essence of Christmas is not about the gifts we have received but the love we are experiencing everyday.

Despite of the problems I have, I can’t afford to ruin my Christmas season by thinking of them. There are a lot of reasons to be happy. I have a lot of them. Jesus, my family and my friends are one of them.

Have a Glorious Christmas to all. Spread love :D



S.M. The Ballad - Miss you


Soooo Korean-ish! Even in music video, no happy ending T.T



Happy World Teachers' Day

Sa Elementary Teachers, Highschool Teachers, College Teachers and Clinical Instructors,


MARAMING SALAMAT PO :)

Thesis, we'll miss each other :))

It’s been almost 31 hours after our thesis final defense. And I’m still remembering every words came out of my mouth during the face-to-face with our panelists. This time, I never thought of it as torture but a help instead. We never had a discussion before the defense. I just told them to read our output and pray. And I did the same. I was calm during the day and even my heart feels no worries. I know that we can make it. What I am excited about was that the time when we came out of the room (where we had our defense), i’ll be able to have my life back. Hahaha:P

The defense went well. And I’m so happy that we were able to answer every questions raised. After that, our effort was paid off.

And I received a good news from our adviser. We don’t expect it. We never asked for it, but God is so good. We’ll work hard for that. Have it or not, we’re still proud of ourselves:))

Good evening, guys! :)


Pre-exam madness:P

Sa halos sampung taong tinanungan ko kung anong magandang ifeature sa isang school paper, LINTEK lang ang hindi sumagot ng LOVE. Tatlong beses akong nag-isip kung susulat ba ako ulit o hindi. Tatlong beses pa ulit. Tatlong ulit pa. At tinigil ko na. Wala ako mapapala sa kakaisip kung di ko pagaganahin ang mga kamay ko sa pagtipa ng keyboard. Pero anong isusulat ko??

Labing siyam na taon na akong nagloloko sa mundo na ito. Mahigit kumulang sampung taon dito ginamit ko sa paghahanap ng prinsepeng ni sa kwento ni lola Basyang hindi ko narinig. Sampung taon na din pala ang nasasayang ko, kung iisipin, ang sakit sa utak.

LOVE. Sa tagalog, PAG-IBIG. Pag-ibig na kahit araw-araw mong naririnig eh malabo pa rin sa'yo. Salita na kahit yung pinakamagandang diksyunaryo eh hindi kayang bigyan ng saktong kahulugan. Equation na kahit siguro yung pinakamagaling na Mathematician, hindi kayang sagutan. Laro na kahit yung pinakamagaling na player eh natatalo. Drama na kayang magpaiyak kahit ng mga taong pinakabato. Mabuti pa yung exam, pagpupuyatan mo ng dalawang gabi, ayos na. Alam mong papasa ka. Ang Pag-ibig, isang buwan kang hindi patutulugin. Tapos minsan, borlogs ka pa rin.

Aminin man natin o hindi, mas problema ng mga estudyante yung buhay pag-ibig nila. Kung hindi tungkol sa date ang ikukwento nila, tungkol naman sa mga sweet messages na sinesend sa kanila. Pero madalas away. Madalas lokohan. Madalas selosan. Pero ang pinakamasakit na makaka-relate ako eh yung pag-ibig na hindi na tugunan, pag-ibig na tinapos kahit di pa nasisimulan. Hahahaha. Sa tingin mo sino pa ang may PAG-IBIG ang nakalista na numero unong problema nila? Mga magulang natin? Hindi. Mas pinoproblema nila kung paano nila ibubudget ang halos di magkasya na sweldo nila sa buong pamilya. Mga guro natin? Hindi rin. Mas iniisip ata nila kung papaano hihilain ang grado ng mga pasang awa. Mga nagtatrabaho? Hindi rin. Kasi ang hindi nagpapatulog sa kanila eh yung pag-isip kung kelan sila sisipain sa trabaho. Tayo lang. Mga estudyanteng walang ginawa kundi tumingin sa labas ng silid-aralan upang antayin ang pagdaan ng kung sinong demonyong nagnakaw ng mga puso natin. Natapos na ng guro mo ang course outline niyo, hindi pa rin nakakarating ang espiritu sa classroom mo. Corny ba? Eh wala kang magagawa. Try mo nga pag-usapan ang pag-ibig ng walang kakornihan? Kahit siguro yung pinakasigang tambay dito sa amin kapag narinig mong nagsabi ng "I LOVE YOU" eh masusuka sa kakornihan.

Kung ganun ba, pwede tayong magrequest sa CHED na magdagdag ng subject na LOVE 101? Pag-aaralan sa klase simula sa basic hanggang sa comlicated. May course outline na:

  • What is love?
  • How to fall in love?
  • Fast facts about love?
  • At kung ano pang gusto niyong ilagay. Kayo na mag-isip

Maiisip mo, kapag pinag-aralan yan, lahat ng tungkol sa pag-ibig may batayan. Magiging pantay-pantay ang paniniwala ng lahat. Wala ng masasaktan. Wala ng magagago, wala ng manggagago. Wala ng magpapaiyak, wala ng iiyak. Wala ng magpapaasa, wala ng aasa. Kapag may ganito, papasa ka kaya o baka tulad ng grado mo sa Math, ikakahiya mo rin ang nakuha mo sa subject na ito?

Pero hindi eh. Ang Pag-ibig naman ay hindi dapat nakabase sa libro. Hindi naman dapat tinuturo ng mga brokenhearted ding guro, hindi kailangang makakuha ng perfect score sa exam para sabihing marunong ka magmahal. Kung ganito lang din naman, bakit pa pag-ibig ang tawag?

Sa labing siyam kong paglalakwatsa sa mundo na ito, isa lang ang natutunan ko sa pag-ibig na yan. Ikaw lang mismo ang magtuturo sa utak at puso mo kung anong ibig sabihin ng salitang yan. O hindi lang basta salita, sabi nga ng iba, kundi isang gawa. Pag-ibig na walang standard na basehan dahil depende yan sa nagmamahal. Hindi pwedeng ganito ka magmahal at ganun rin siya. Bumagsak ka man, pwede mong balikan. Pwede mong balikan ng ilang beses. Wala kang sasayangin na matrikula, kundi oras kung medyo inabuso mo yung salitang katangan. Oo, magpakatanga ka sa pag-ibig pero walang babagsak sa'yo kundi sarili mo. Huwag ding magmadali dahil katulad ng lahat ng bagay, ang pag-ibig may tamang oras.

Habang wala pa yun, magsaya ka. Magsayang ng oras paminsan-minsan. Subukan magkamali at matuto sa huli. Mag-aral ng mabuti para sa magandang kinabukasan. Hindi magtatagal, darating yung Pag-ibig na inaantay mo. Ikaw man ang pinakabobo sa klase niyo, ikaw naman ang valedictorian sa puso niya. Sa wakas tumama ka rin:))


KUNG GUSTO NIYONG MAGSAYANG NG ORAS, BASAHIN NIYO TO. NO HARSH COMMENTS ALLOWED. HAHAHAHA :p

Feeling RN

So bago lang talaga, andito pa rin yung mga tao sa bahay, may nagkabanggaan sa harap mismo ng bahay namin. Lumabas lang ako para makichismis at tignan na rin yung sasakyan ng bisita namin. Bumaliktad talaga yung tricycle. Lumabas si papa, dahil sa super bait niya, tumulong siya sa mga nadisgrasya. Inutusan akong kumuha ng yelo at liniment. Paglabas ko ng pinto namin, marami ng tao sa balcony namin. Tapos andun yung mga may sugat, naka-upo sa bench namin, halos mawalan ng malay. Walang ayos-ayos sa katawan, nagdressing ako ng mga sugat. Sana andito mga groupmates ko.

"Mabuti na lang may nurse dito." sabi ng kung sino.

"Ayy! Hindi pa po ako nurse. Hindi pa po ako naggraduate"

"Pero kahit na. Sa mga emergencies, maswerte kaming may nurse"

Ayy! Natouch naman ako dun. :))

Pero ayu, kawawa yung babae na halos puro galos yung mukha niya. Maputi pa naman siya at maganda. Tapos yung crush ko na driver (oo, may mga driver ding cute noh", nasugatan din at napilayan. Pero mabuti hindi malala yung injury.

Proud na proud sa akin yung mga maliliit kong kapatid. Hahaha. Sila yung assistants ko. Hayy. Maliit na bagay lang yun para sa iba, pero para sa natulungan, malaking bagay yun. Hindi sila matapos-tapos sa pag-thathank you sa papa ko. Pumasok na ako ng bahay kasi nahiya naman ako sa itsura ko:P


Imagine life without nurses

The Miracle of Life:D

I've been exposed to delivery room several times.

Seen a lot of mothers giving birth to their precious child but still, it amused me.

Say No to Abortion.

Hi Mommy!

Hi, Mommy. I’m your baby. You don’t know me yet, I’m only a few weeks old. You’re going to find out about me soon, though, I promise. Let me tell you some things about me. My name is John, and I’ve got beautiful brown eyes and black hair. Well, I don’t have it yet, but I will when I’m born. I’m going to be your only child, and you’ll call me your one and only. I’m going to grow up without a daddy mostly, but we have each other. We’ll help each other, and love each other. I want to be a doctor when I grow up.

You found out about me today, Mommy! You were so excited, you couldn’t wait to tell everyone. All you could do all day was smile, and life was perfect. You have a beautiful smile, Mommy. It will be the first face I will see in my life, and it will be the best thing I see in my life. I know it already.

Today was the day you told Daddy. You were so excited to tell him about me! …He wasn’t happy, Mommy. He kind of got angry. I don’t think that you noticed, but he did. He started to talk about something called wedlock, and money, and bills, and stuff I don’t think I understand yet. You were still happy, though, so it was okay. Then he did something scary, Mommy. He hit you. I could feel you fall backward, and your hands flying up to protect me. I was okay… but I was very sad for you. You were crying then, Mommy. That’s a sound I don’t like. It doesn’t make me feel good. It made me cry, too. He said sorry after, and he hugged you again. You forgave him, Mommy, but I’m not sure if I do. It wasn’t right. You say he loves you… why would he hurt you? I don’t like it, Mommy.

Finally, you can see me! Your stomach is a little bit bigger, and you’re so proud of me! You went out with your mommy to buy new clothes, and you were so so so happy. You sing to me, too. You have the most beautiful voice in the whole wide world. When you sing is when I’m happiest. And you talk to me, and I feel safe. So safe. You just wait and see, Mommy. When I am born I will be perfect just for you. I will make you proud, and I will love you with all of my heart.

I can move my hands and feet now, Mommy. I do it because you put your hands on your belly to feel me, and I giggle. You giggle, too. I love you, Mommy.

Daddy came to see you today, Mommy. I got really scared. He was acting funny and he wasn’t talking right. He said he didn’t want you. I don’t know why, but that’s what he said. And he hit you again. I got angry, Mommy. When I grow up I promise I won’t let you get hurt! I promise to protect you. Daddy is bad. I don’t care if you think that he is a good person, I think he’s bad. But he hit you, and he said he didn’t want us. He doesn’t like me. Why doesn’t he like me, Mommy?

You didn’t talk to me tonight, Mommy. Is everything okay?

It’s been three days since you saw Daddy. You haven’t talked to me or touched me or anything since that. Don’t you still love me, Mommy? I still love you. I think you feel sad. The only time I feel you is when you sleep. You sleep funny, kind of curled up on your side. And you hug me with your arms, and I feel safe and warm again. Why don’t you do that when you’re awake, any more?

I’m 21 weeks old today, Mommy. Aren’t you proud of me? We’re going somewhere today, and it’s somewhere new. I’m excited. It looks like a hospital, too. I want to be a doctor when I grow up, Mommy. Did I tell you that? I hope you’re as excited as I am. I can’t wait.

…Mommy, I’m getting scared. Your heart is still beating, but I don’t know what you are thinking. The doctor is talking to you. I think something’s going to happen soon. I’m really, really, really scared, Mommy. Please tell me you love me. Then I will feel safe again. I love you!

Mommy, what are they doing to me!? It hurts! Please make them stop! It feels bad! Please, Mommy, please please help me! Make them stop!

Don’t worry Mommy, I’m safe. I’m in heaven with the angels now. They told me what you did, and they said it’s called an abortion.

Why, Mommy? Why did you do it? Don’t you love me any more? Why did you get rid of me? I’m really, really, really sorry if I did something wrong, Mommy. I love you, Mommy! I love you with all of my heart. Why don’t you love me? What did I do to deserve what they did to me? I want to live, Mommy! Please! It really, really hurts to see you not care about me, and not talk to me. Didn’t I love you enough? Please say you’ll keep me, Mommy! I want to live smile and watch the clouds and see your face and grow up and be a doctor. I don’t want to be here, I want you to love me again! I’m really really really sorry if I did something wrong. I love you!


I love you, Mommy.

Every abortion is just…

One more heart that was stopped.
Two more eyes that will never see.
Two more hands that will never touch.
Two more legs that will never run.
One more mouth that will never speak.

(source hopelessnine)

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I can't handle seeing this little angel if I'll be assign in the area (Delivery Room)

Kung totoong magugunaw ang mundo sa taong 2010, eh di sinasayang lang pala natin ang buhay sa eskwela.
- Juan Tamad

Bye First Trinal... Hello Midterm:)

It seemed that it was just yesterday since school reopened. But now, we're bidding goodbye to the first trinal of this semester.


Time flies so fast... Things change swiftly... Everyone is in a hurry.

Good vibes for this Midterm:))

Daddy... It hurts.


My name is Chris ,
I am three,
My eyes are swollen..
I cannot see.

I must be stupid,
I must be bad,
What else could have made,
My daddy so mad?

I wish I were better,
I wish I weren’t ugly,
Then maybe my mommy,
Would still want to hug me.

I can’t do a wrong,
I can’t speak at all,
Or else I’m locked up,
All day long.

When I’m awake,
I’m all alone,
The house is dark,
My folks aren’t home.

When my mommy does come home,
I’ll try and be nice,
So maybe I’ll just get,
One whipping tonight.

I just heard a car,
My daddy is back,
From Charlie’s bar

I hear him curse,
My name is called ,
I press myself,
Against the wall.

I try to hide,
>From his evil eyes,
I’m so afraid now,
I’m starting to cry.

He finds me weeping,
Calls me ugly words,
He says its my fault,
He suffers at work.

He slaps and hits me,
And yells at me more,
I finally get free,
And run to the door.

He’s already locked it,
And I start to bawl,
He takes me and throws me,
Against the hard wall.

I fall to the floor,
With my bones nearly broken,
And my daddy continues,
With more bad words spoken.

‘I’m sorry!’, I scream,
But it’s now much to late,
His face has been twisted,
Into a unimaginable sh ape.

The hurt and the pain,
Again and again,
O please God, have mercy!
O please let it end!

And he finally stops,
And heads for the door,
While I lay there motionless,
Sprawled on the floor.

My name is Chris ,
I am three,
Tonight my daddy,
Murdered me.

And you can help,
Sickens me to the soul,
If you read this,
And don’t pass it on.

I pray for your forgiveness,
You would have to be,
One heartless person,
Not to be affected,
By this Poem.

And because you ARE affected,
Do something about it!
So all I ask you to do,
Is pass this on!


IF YOU ARE AGAINST CHILD ABUSE!
Post this as ‘Daddy … It hurts’

If you do not send this to everyone you know
Then you obviously don’t care about child abuse.

At first I thought this was just a chain letter
And I wasn’t going to send it either,
But now I realize that this is an important situation.


At least 5 children each day from around the world die from child abuse!!!!

This happens across the board, no matter how much money they have or their ethnicity.
Please help.

First Trinal Board Exam:))

They're all talking about it. Got depressed over it. Including me, seriously.


Did my brain cells just died while taking the exams? Thank God I can actually recall things during our discussion in class. I can say that stocked knowledge and understanding of the lesson are VITAL.Ü

There's nothing much to say. Good luck batchmates:)))


"Love Story"

You're a traditional romantic, and you believe in destiny, soul mates, grand gestures, and fairytale endings. You love the roller coaster ride of falling in love and being in love, and you'll do anything for the object of your affection. You're sweet, sensitive, and completely in tune with your feelings and the best way to express them. Take more quizzes like this on Candymag.com

100 Guy Secrets Every Girl Must Know

1. If a guy cries in front of you during a fight, he’s just using the drama to get your sympathy.

2. We also get self-conscious about our skin (which means zits also stress us out!).

3. Our efforts to impress you are actually very obvious: We show off our shiny new stuff, like a top-of-the-line-gadget or an expensive watch.

4. Wearing makeup isn’t a turn-off. But re-touching every five minutes is, especially if you’re on a date with us.

5. Guys will never understand why girls need to spend an entire hour in the shower.

6. If we feel threatened by another guy, we won’t say anything. But we will definitely do some research to scope out the competition.

7. Guys know their priorities. So if your boyfriend is always “too busy,” he probably doesn’t want to be with you anymore – enough said.

8. We can like someone our family disapproves of, but we can never fall for a girl who won’t even try to change their minds.

9. A guy won’t kiss a girl on her forehead unless he’s really serious about her.

10. We love it when you notice our new haircut – and compliment us about it.

11. Guys can be sensitive and deep – not all of us are pigs.

12. We get embarrassed by too much attention.

13. Girls are much braver than boys.

14. We find it cute when you’re a messy eater.

15. We like it when you can make funny faces for the camera without worrying about looking silly.

16. At the end of the day, all we really want is your approval.

17. We get threatened when you’re more makulit (or playful in a good way) with other guys than with us.

18. When we get upset, we find comfort in chocolate and ice cream, too!

19. We love getting early morning phone calls from you, even if you disrupt our peaceful slumber.

20. We have trouble apologizing, but most of the time, we know that we’re wrong and you’re absolutely right.

21. Guys watch cheesy soap operas too!

22. We always check your Facebook page to see if other guys are leaving flirty comments on your Wall.

23. We gossip with other guys all the time. We’re even more big gossipers than you are!

24. When we choose our clothes for our dates, we actually take note of what we were wearing that last time we saw you. (We don’t want you to think we only have one shirt in our closet.)

25. We still go home and cry to our moms after a bad fight or a breakup.

26. Some guys still have teddy bears on their beds!

27. We believe in fairy tales and unicorns too.

28. On our first date, we’re just as anxious as you are.

29. We’d rather be with quirky, flawed girls than picture-perfect ones.

30. We like girls who can go on unconventional dates with us – like going jogging in the rain together.

31. We’ll let you mess up our hair if we like you.

32. When we tell you that you’re cute, we mean it. Always.

33. We can be really dense, so we also need to be told that we’re cute.

34. We like girls who give us a hard time because when we finally get them to go out with us, the reward is greater.

35. When we pick on you or make fun of you, it means we like you. It’s the good old pigtail-pulling trick.

36. When you force us to watch chick flicks, we pretend not to like them, but we get butterflies, too.

37. Girls who can take care of themselves are way better than damsels in distress.

38. Horror movies freak us out big-time too!

39. Every time we try to make you jealous, it always backfires.

40. We get embarrassed easily. So please don’t laugh at us when we do and say something stupid.

41. We love social networking sites because they give us regular scoop on you.

42. The rain makes us feel all emo and sentimental, too.

43. We really don’t get your “subtle hints.” At all.

44. We’re fine with girls who wear skimpy outfits, but don’t keep tugging and re-adjusting your clothes.

45. Guys feel most of the things girls do. It’s just hard for us to express them.

46. Guys get really shy around their crushes too

47. Malambing girls always win us over – in short, those who are sweet!

48. We’d never admit it, but hearing David Archuleta’s “Touch My Hand” makes us feel all happy and giddy, too.

49. We will always be terrible at remembering dates and details. So we need you to remind us.

50. We try really hard to get you to notice us

51. We like finding solutions to your problems. It makes us feel like a hero.

52. Whether you’re skinny or curvy or somewhere in between, you’re attractive if you’re comfortable about your body.

53. We like it when girls can appreciate spending quiet, alone time with us.

54. We love girls who are upfront about their feelings.

55. When we really, really like you, it’s actually harder for us to make a move because there’s more at stake.

56. We get kilig (shivers or ticklish feelings) when you punch us playfully, even if it hurts sometimes.

57. If we’re really into you, trust us, we will come up with the most complex, most creative strategies to win you over. So don’t say we’re not making an effort, because we are.

58. We like pretty girls, but there has to be more than looks. We’re not shallow.

59. We’re jealous of guys who drives fast cars, in the same way you’re jealous of girls with closets full of designer outfits.

60. Guys also get stressed about maintaining a healthy figure.

61. People think girls are too talkative, but guys are big chatterboxes too.

62. Contrary to what shampoo commercials are always implying, guys don’t always like girls with long black hair. We love short-haired gals too!

63. The songs we play in our car when you’re in the passenger seat have been carefully pre-selected and screened for anything that may be offensive.

64. We love girls who are great with kids. Because if you can be patient with a three-year old, then you can definitely put up with us.

65. We were kind of sad to see High School Musical end. No more Troy and Gabriella!

66. We’re totally vain (especially when it comes to our hair!). But we try our very best to hide it.

67. We think girls in messy ponytails are cuter than girls with salon-perfect hair.

68. We can never be with a girl who is cruel to animals.

69. Before we post a status update on Facebook, we always consider whether you’d think it’s too whiny, or self-absorbed.

70. We like going to the cinema with you because we get to share our popcorn and maybe even hold your hand.

71. We will do absolutely anything for our girlfriends.

72. We love it when you sing off-key at the top of your lungs.

73. We will never get why you love posing for photos so much, but we kind of like it when we get to put an arm around you during group shots.

74. Out “just-rolled-out-of-bed-and-threw-on-a-random-outfit” look is more complicated and calculated than it seems.

75. We’ll start a petty argument with you just to get your attention.

76. We find it cute when we see you fidgeting, twirling your hair, biting the straw, and showing that we make you nervous.

77. We get anxious when you go to the bathroom in groups because you might be gossiping about us.

78. We’re huge fans of Gossip Girl too! We were touched when Chuck Bass finally said those three words, eight letters to Blair Waldorf.

79. We try to act mature, but we will never outgrow toys and cartoons!

80. Guys find it cool when a girl has a big appetite.

81. We can sense confidence from a mile away. We can tell when you know how amazing you are.

82. We get kilig (shivers or ticklish feelings) when we see you’ve viewed our Multiply Albums.

83. We love it when you can laugh freely and unpretentiously. The louder, the better!

84. We like it when we get to make you laugh. It makes us feel important.

85. Guys love being taken care of, but sometimes, you have to let us do things on our own. It shows you trust us enough.

86. We always worry about what you think of our fashion sense.

87. It sucks that we can break your heart without meaning to. We’re definitely not proud of this. (We’re Sorry!)

88. We like it when you show us off to your friends. It means you think we’re completely worthy of you.

89. When we know there’s a possibility that we’d bump into you, we actually spend time planning our outfits.

90. We think it’s weird that you keep tagging people in photos that all look alike.

91. We put up a strong front, but we also get hurt easily.

92. We respect girls who can let us down firmly and clearly without beating around the bush or trying too hard to be nice.

93. Guys also care about clothes and shopping.

94. Guys are also afraid of silly things, like flying cockroaches!

95. We’re very stubborn, but we can be open-minded if we want to be.

96. Don’t believe those teen movies – we’re not always thinking about gross stuff!

97. We know we’re in love with you when your name always comes up in our conversations with other people.

98. We still get jealous when you swoon over Edward Cullen. Even if he’s fictional.

99. We we say we like “simple girls” it doesn’t just mean we like minimal makeup and low maintenance clothes. It also means we want you to be game for anything and easy to please.

100. The most attractive girls are the ones who look naturally beautiful – like they’re pretty without even trying.


S O U R C E

Korean Fever:)


Lee Min Ho


Park Shi Hoo

I am starting to hate EVERYTHING.

By the way, you're my everything. Just so you know :|

I know a little.

School. I've always like to be serious about it. Procrastinate no more and do what I ought to do. My mind was so busy these past few days but it seemed that I've been doing nothing about it. If deadlines will be tomorrow, I'll spend my entire night to do it. I realized that if I never let those things wait for days, no more sleepless nights for me plus good output in the requirements.

Read. I have to do that more. Face my thousand-worth of books than FACEBOOKing or wandering around the cyber place. This will be my last year, i hope, and I should do better. Our Clinical Instructors let us realized that we know a little. Not enough to join the troupe in the battlefield of NURSING. Our efforts will do nothing about our CIs. It's for us, as what they have always pointed.

Now, maybe I'll set aside those novels to read, movies to watch and will update less in my social networking sites. :))

I won't be forgetting that forever:))

Last saturday, I was ecstatic. Or not. Hahaha. I just can't find the right words that fit what i felt last time. I was like a kid that just received a gift that I prayed for ages.

I saw him and he was with me for a quite short time. But that feels like that I'm holding him forever. I hope that clock will learn how to stop when great moments will strike.

He was with me but still, not mine. But I'm not asking for it to happen. I'll be okay with nice talks, friendly hugs, and no malice holding hands.

Thanks for this moments. I will love this forever:))

Graffiti Dancers of Cotabato City in Showtime (may 31, 2010)

oh yes! it's really them. i remember them going house to house just to solicit for their fare. oh! and one of them is my schoolmate. really, im so proud of them. they made it. and they won:))

Know More ABout HPD

Histrionic personality disorder, often abbreviated as HPD, is a type of personality disorder in which the affected individual displays an enduring pattern of attention-seeking and excessively dramatic behaviors beginning in early adulthood and present across a broad range of situations. Individuals with HPD are highly emotional, charming, energetic, manipulative, seductive, impulsive, erratic, and demanding.

Mental health professionals use the Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders (the DSM ) to diagnose mental disorders. The 2000 edition of this manual (the fourth edition text revision, also called the DSM-IV-TR ) classifies HPD as a personality disorder. More specifically, HPD is classified as a Cluster B (dramatic, emotional, or erratic) personality disorder. The personality disorders which comprise Cluster B include histrionic, antisocial, borderline, and narcissistic.

Description

HPD has a unique position among the personality disorders in that it is the only personality disorder explicitly connected to a patient's physical appearance. Researchers have found that HPD appears primarily in men and women with above-average physical appearances. Some research has suggested that the connection between HPD and physical appearance holds for women rather than for men. Both women and men with HPD express a strong need to be the center of attention. Individuals with HPD exaggerate, throw temper tantrums, and cry if they are not the center of attention. Patients with HPD are naive, gullible, have a low frustration threshold, and strong dependency needs.

Cognitive style can be defined as a way in which an individual works with and solves cognitive tasks such as reasoning, learning, thinking, understanding, making decisions, and using memory. The cognitive style of individuals with HPD is superficial and lacks detail. In their inter-personal relationships, individuals with HPD use dramatization with a goal of impressing others. The enduring pattern of their insincere and stormy relationships leads to impairment in social and occupational areas.

Causes and symptoms

Causes

There is a lack of research on the causes of HPD. Even though the causes for the disorder are not definitively known, it is thought that HPD may be caused by biological, developmental, cognitive, and social factors.

NEUROCHEMICAL/PHYSIOLOGICAL CAUSES. Studies show that patients with HPD have highly responsive noradrenergic systems, the mechanisms surrounding the release of a neurotransmitter called norepinephrine. Neurotransmitters are chemicals that communicate impulses from one nerve cell to another in the brain , and these impulses dictate behavior. The tendency towards an excessively emotional reaction to rejection, common among patients with HPD, may be attributed to a malfunction in a group of neurotransmitters called catecholamines. (Norepinephrine belongs to this group of neurotransmitters.)

DEVELOPMENTAL CAUSES. Psychoanalytic theory, developed by Freud, outlines a series of psychosexual stages of development through which each individual passes. These stages determine an individual's later psychological development as an adult. Early psychoanalysts proposed that the genital phase, Freud's fifth or last stage of psychosexual development, is a determinant of HPD. Later psychoanalysts considered the oral phase, Freud's first stage of psychosexual development, to be a more important determinant of HPD. Most psychoanalysts agree that a traumatic childhood contributes towards the development of HPD. Some theorists suggest that the more severe forms of HPD derive from disapproval in the early mother-child relationship.

Another component of Freud's theory is the defense mechanism. Defense mechanisms are sets of systematic, unconscious methods that people develop to cope with conflict and to reduce anxiety. According to Freud's theory, all people use defense mechanisms, but different people use different types of defense mechanisms. Individuals with HPD differ in the severity of the maladaptive defense mechanisms they use. Patients with more severe cases of HPD may utilize the defense mechanisms of repression, denial , and dissociation.

Repression. Repression is the most basic defense mechanism. When patients' thoughts produce anxiety or are unacceptable to them, they use repression to bar the unacceptable thoughts or impulses from consciousness.
Denial. Patients who use denial may say that a prior problem no longer exists, suggesting that their competence has increased; however, others may note that there is no change in the patients' behaviors.
Dissociation. When patients with HPD use the defense mechanism of dissociation, they may display two or more personalities. These two or more personalities exist in one individual without integration. Patients with less severe cases of HPD tend to employ displacement and rationalization as defenses.
Displacement occurs when a patient shifts an affect from one idea to another. For example, a man with HPD may feel angry at work because the boss did not consider him to be the center of attention. The patient may displace his anger onto his wife rather than become angry at his boss.
Rationalization occurs when individuals explain their behaviors so that they appear to be acceptable to others.
BIOSOCIAL LEARNING CAUSES. A biosocial model in psychology asserts that social and biological factors contribute to the development of personality. Biosocial learning models of HPD suggest that individuals may acquire HPD from inconsistent interpersonal reinforcement offered by parents. Proponents of biosocial learning models indicate that individuals with HPD have learned to get what they want from others by drawing attention to themselves.

SOCIOCULTURAL CAUSES. Studies of specific cultures with high rates of HPD suggest social and cultural causes of HPD. For example, some researchers would expect to find this disorder more often among cultures that tend to value uninhibited displays of emotion.

PERSONAL VARIABLES. Researchers have found some connections between the age of individuals with HPD and the behavior displayed by these individuals. The symptoms of HPD are long-lasting; however, histrionic character traits that are exhibited may change with age. For example, research suggests that seductiveness may be employed more often by a young adult than by an older one. To impress others, older adults with HPD may shift their strategy from sexual seductiveness to a paternal or maternal seductiveness. Some histrionic symptoms such as attention-seeking, however, may become more apparent as an individual with HPD ages.

Symptoms

DSM-IV-TR lists eight symptoms that form the diagnostic criteria for HPD:

Center of attention: Patients with HPD experience discomfort when they are not the center of attention.
Sexually seductive: Patients with HPD displays inappropriate sexually seductive or provocative behaviors towards others.
Shifting emotions: The expression of emotions of patients with HPD tends to be shallow and to shift rapidly.
Physical appearance: Individuals with HPD consistently employ physical appearance to gain attention for themselves.
Speech style: The speech style of patients with HPD lacks detail. Individuals with HPD tend to generalize, and when these individuals speak, they aim to please and impress.
Dramatic behaviors: Patients with HPD display self-dramatization and exaggerate their emotions.
Suggestibility: Other individuals or circumstances can easily influence patients with HPD.
Overestimation of intimacy: Patients with HPD overestimate the level of intimacy in a relationship.


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14 days to go

and i'll be out of this effin' front of computer! HOMAYGAHD!

i'll be in school with books, requirements, teachers and of course, CRAZY FRIENDS!

hayy. i already don't know how to write with my hands. hahaha. and i forgot about my last semesters lessons>.<

also, i'm so excited if the dean really reshuffled our sections. gaaah! if that so, we will be in front of the office, during the first day of class, protesting! hahaha

pheew! and i would also like to know the reactions of my 2 friends, whom i had a crush, when they saw me face to face! really, that would be EMBARASSING!

shizz! i'm excited. i'll be Senior this school year:)

'coz i'm so inspired like that:))

i soo love this song -- Only Exception


i just want it private:)

yes! this is more i like. a blog away from people i know and who knows me.

i had tumblr as my first blog ever. but now, it was too crowded. also, i had my friends there who arealways updated about my posts.

also, i can't really tell what's on my mind there. there were critiques, haters && judmentals.

oh well, i find peace in here.