S P E E C H L E S S

i came across these on tumblr. And i have nothing else to say. i'll let the photos speak for themselves.

*credit to the owners*

Friendships and Love: Thought 4

Scribbles: Solitude

It has been two weeks since my last post. It’s not as if I update every day. I just use this blog as an outburst page when my head feels like screaming or I want to rant about something else or I don’t have something to do or someone to turn to. That is if I am not being my stubborn self.

Hmmm.

I couldn’t remember the last time I sat down and did nothing. Thought of nothing. And just enjoyed the luxury of being able to freely breathe. I have not done that for a long while. I indulged myself with a bottle of Nutella and just listened to covers.

Yet after a while, the Nutella seemed to have lost its charm that I again felt weary.

I’ve been really preoccupied lately. Of a lot of things. (I’m always preoccupied.)

And I am probably the laziest person on Earth right now. Sigh. Or I just feel really tired that I don’t even have the energy to drag myself off my bed. I could stay here all night and all day the next day. Just me and my stuffed toy, Sirius.

I just want to be alone. Not because I wanted to lock myself away from people but I just wanted to enjoy my solitude. That precious moment i can call my own. Where it’s just me and only me. Where I can be myself, I don’t need someone else’s approval and I don’t have to be someone else to anyone and to please them. Wanting to enjoy my own company doesn’t mean I’m lonely or depressed.

Once in a while, everybody needs it.

There are a million thoughts in my head wanting to be scribbled but every time I try to dig deeper, they hide that I can’t seem to compose the thoughts I want to convey.

I at least have encouraged myself to write some of it here and to tweak pictures again just to vent it out. 

Goodness!

I Didn't Forget Your Day

I was supposed to post this yesterday but my time didn't permit me to for i was running late for duty.

This short post is dedicated to the most beautiful girl in the planet (in the eyes of JL) =P. Oo. Walang iba. Perhaps you won’t be able to read this coz you’re kinda busy right now with all the things you’d have to process but I am gonna post it any way for the sake of this blog and me.

Just so you know, this woman is very dear to my heart. Always have been. Always will be.

She was my clinical instructor then at Uni then we grew up to be friends and sisters. I didn’t know why I was so fond of her back then that catching her attention would mean so much. LOL. I admit bugging her every now and then at the college and thru text messages. Probably because her intelligence amazed me. Hmmm or her personality mostly did. Everybody wanted to befriend her. But not everyone made it to where i am right now. (Ang asa ko lang noh?hahaha).

Yes, i remember that night after our 3-11 duty where she bugged me to call my mom just so i could inform her that i was not going home at my apartment but at our house instead. That was the first time she called me 'Pet' until my other friends got used to it and started calling me by that name as well.

Remember the following photos? hahahha... those days i miss.I can't seem to find a photo of us for the year 2012. We missed to capture a memory for one year. That's sad. Nevermind.

You know how much I miss hanging out with you everyday like we used to back in college since we grew close together. I miss the old days. But i have always appreciated how you try to find and make room for me in your schedule no matter how busy you are. Thank you for all the movie dates we had, the long hours of conversations about things, the sleepovers which i really miss.

Thank you for helping me get through LIFE. I'll always be thankful for you. ALWAYS.

i am recycling this fansign i did last year for your birthday. ^_^

xoxo

Pet

Scribbles: Sentiments

A kid caught my attention last night at a fastfood restaurant as they ordered for their food and we waited for ours.

I studied him for a minute and I realized he is handicapped. His right hand's missing.. 

It broke my heart. 

For a young one like him, he has a lot of things to still enjoy but is probably missing out because of that ill-fated circumstance.

I continued to gaze at him then diverted my attention unto something before they catch me staring.

On our way home, I again remembered the boy.

I am not supposed to pity him for its not healthy and his disability isn’t a hindrance for him to be able to do the things that a kid or even an adult with two complete arms and hands can do. He’s still young, who knows in the near future he’ll be the best doctor, or whatever he’ll want to become. We just don’t know.

In that moment I was slapped with the reality of how petty the problems that are currently saddening me compared to his. Petty not in a way that they’re unimportant but when leveled to the boy’s current situation, they mean NOTHING.

But neither that thought nor the fact that I was again on a somnolent detachment mode helped.

In fact I should pity myself because I’m like this and I am allowing myself to be again dragged into this abyss of loneliness. Just like what I’ve already said, I seemed to have delighted so much in the pain that it grew as a habit.

*sigh*

I was never fond of this habit of mine.

But what else can I do?

*shrugs*

Perhaps i just have to have something to hold on to. That these moments are meant to teach me great lessons, i know. They will help me understand life and help me find myself and the reason why He placed me here.

Friendships and Love: Thought 3

Summertime and workmates

Summertime is over.

It went by so fast however we didn't fail to have our own fair share of the season as we shoved in our busy schedules a night out we hastily planned last April.

As they say, "All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy."

Sharing some photos from the first night out I had with some workmates i have grown fond of. Some photos are late uploads. (I only had 4 hours of sleep today but Blogger already made me so happy coz the photos aren't distorted anymore).

an epic fail jump shot because we didn't have a camera good enough to take jump shot photos  in a dark setting

pardon me on the following photos for i was still wet and i went home just like that. =P

It’s quite hard to find a stable job that pays well and allows you to enjoy your work as much as you love receiving remuneration for doing something you find worth your time and effort.

But it’s rewarding when you don’t even receive anything in return and you love what you do. It’s what I call charity work and being a martyr. Nah. I was kidding. I have grown fond of my profession as time went by, though I sometimes think I am meant to be something else as well… but I have not really made up my mind yet.

I actually had a syndrome when it came to work. *whistles* But I am so over it by now. ^_^

It's the people i've met who made and is making my stay meaningful.

Cheers to finding a new family.

Thanks to them *points*.