Photo 1 Feb 1 note SUPER DAD
Today is another year for you
I hope we make this complete as much as we do
It’s the first time I’m writing this
And I’m hoping you shouldn’t miss.
We know you’ve sacrificed a lot for us
Even owning your dream car, you know how hard it was
Good education is the most you can give
We will not forget this as long as we live.
Dad, thanks for financing my studies
I promise you won’t regret this
You easily give anything I want
I hope I won’t let you down because of those grant.
I promise that I’ll do my best as much as I could
Even if it would be difficult for me, I know it would
Because of your continuous support, your simple daughter’s dream
Will become a part of a doctor’s one big team.
Happy Birthday po dad!!! I love you po! :)

SUPER DAD

Today is another year for you

I hope we make this complete as much as we do

It’s the first time I’m writing this

And I’m hoping you shouldn’t miss.

We know you’ve sacrificed a lot for us

Even owning your dream car, you know how hard it was

Good education is the most you can give

We will not forget this as long as we live.

Dad, thanks for financing my studies

I promise you won’t regret this

You easily give anything I want

I hope I won’t let you down because of those grant.

I promise that I’ll do my best as much as I could

Even if it would be difficult for me, I know it would

Because of your continuous support, your simple daughter’s dream

Will become a part of a doctor’s one big team.

Happy Birthday po dad!!! I love you po! :)

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Simple enough, here are 101 things you wish you knew before starting medical school.

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Video 7 May

YOUR THE ONLY ONE

Nine months of bearing us in your tummy

Before we can call you mommy

Thanks for my 21 years of existence

Because of you my life makes sense.

There’s nothing I can do to repay for all the things you’ve done

Because mommy you’re the only one

Thanks for the love and care

Which we can truly share.

Your the most lovely thing ever created

And there’s no reason for you to be hated

You have sacrificed many things

So that happiness it can brings.

Mom, thanks for making my dreams come true

Because I’ll do anything for you

I’m sorry for all the wrong things I’ve done

Always remember, I’ll be forever your most number one fan.

Happy Mother’s Day Mommy!!! :)

Photo 7 May In celebration of Mother’s Day, I dedicate this poem to my ever-loving, gorgeous, caring and understanding mom who will do everything for us. We may have arguments sometimes but I know in my heart that you really loves us. I may not be the perfect daughter that my parents wanted to have but I’m doing my best to be as perfect as they wanted me to be. I know I seldom tells you how much I love you but my actions speaks for itself. To you mom, happy mother’s day and to all the mother’s out there. I pray that God will continue to shower you with so many blessings and good health. I love you mom!
LINES FOR MY MOTHER by: Merlita M. Lorena
Mother’s hands are not sleekAs clouds that hang above;Her fingers are not fairAs those lovely flowers.
I felt the roughness of her palmsWhen she touched my hot foreheadRelieved me from night’s spasmThat jolted me in bed.
When I was still a childThose sweet hands warmed my sleepAnd now that I’m grown up   Still those hands caress my nap.
Those hands taught me to work,And how to read and writeAs swift as the water in the brookThat flows to the stream from my yonder nook.
My mother has a golden touchBut not like that of King MidasAnd she doesn’t regret what she has‘Cause those are blessings from above.
Her words are clear and trueAs the mirror of my dreams,They taught me how to thinkHow we are living here.
Her tongue carves nice storiesOf monsters, fairies and elvesThat frighten us at timesAnd make our sleep so deep.
She knows how to utter lecturesWithout hurting our young heartsShe said life was a miracleAnd we were its debacles.
I have already reached forAnd experienced lots of thingsRemember that sweetness has biteAnd sorrow has its happiness.
There’s nothing more nobleThan honest deeds and mindsLet your hearts be pure, my dear‘Cause it is the key to Heaven.

In celebration of Mother’s Day, I dedicate this poem to my ever-loving, gorgeous, caring and understanding mom who will do everything for us. We may have arguments sometimes but I know in my heart that you really loves us. I may not be the perfect daughter that my parents wanted to have but I’m doing my best to be as perfect as they wanted me to be. I know I seldom tells you how much I love you but my actions speaks for itself. To you mom, happy mother’s day and to all the mother’s out there. I pray that God will continue to shower you with so many blessings and good health. I love you mom!

LINES FOR MY MOTHER by: Merlita M. Lorena

Mother’s hands are not sleek
As clouds that hang above;
Her fingers are not fair
As those lovely flowers.


I felt the roughness of her palms
When she touched my hot forehead
Relieved me from night’s spasm
That jolted me in bed.


When I was still a child
Those sweet hands warmed my sleep
And now that I’m grown up  
Still those hands caress my nap.


Those hands taught me to work,
And how to read and write
As swift as the water in the brook
That flows to the stream from my yonder nook.


My mother has a golden touch
But not like that of King Midas
And she doesn’t regret what she has
‘Cause those are blessings from above.


Her words are clear and true
As the mirror of my dreams,
They taught me how to think
How we are living here.


Her tongue carves nice stories
Of monsters, fairies and elves
That frighten us at times
And make our sleep so deep.


She knows how to utter lectures
Without hurting our young hearts
She said life was a miracle
And we were its debacles.


I have already reached for
And experienced lots of things
Remember that sweetness has bite
And sorrow has its happiness.


There’s nothing more noble
Than honest deeds and minds
Let your hearts be pure, my dear
‘Cause it is the key to Heaven.

Text 13 Apr ANG AKLAT NG BUHAY

When I was in high school, we have a project in Filipino wherein we will narrate our life story and what we wanted to achieve 10 years after. Yesterday, I was cleaning my room and found this project of mine. I was intrigued with what I wrote so i read it and now I will share it with you. My life story is entitled: “OSPITAL”. Here it goes..

May isang pamilyang masaya at payapang namumuhay sa isang malaking bahay sa Alabang. Ngunit bago sila humantong sa ganitong buhay marami rin silang pinagdaanang hirap na kanilang nalagpasan dahil sa kanilang kasipagan at determinasyon na maiangat ang estado ng kanilang buhay.

May isang dalagang ubod ng ganda  na nakapagtapos sa Far Eastern University sa kursong B.S. Math. Hindi naman siya nahirapang makakuha agad ng trabaho dahil sa kanyang angking galing sa Matematika. Siya ay nagtatrabaho sa Philippine National Bank at siya ay nakatanggap na rin ng “Loyalty Employee Award” dahil sa ika-25 taon na niya sa serbisyo. Nakilala niya roon ang isang matipunong binata na si Antonio na naging barkada niya dahil wala pa raw itong oras sa mga babae dahil masyado siyang abala sa pag-aaral ng abogasya at nagkataon naman na mayroon pang nobyo itong si Rollyphine na isang doktor. At nung nakapagtapos na ng pag-aaral si Antonio, nagkataon naman na hiwalay na si Rollyphine sa kanyang nobyong doktor. Simula noon sabay na silang nagnonobena sa Baclaran dahil ipinagdarasal ni Antonio na siya ay makapasa sa Bar Exam at hindi naman siya binigo ng Panginoon. Hindi naglaon dahil sa sobrang lambing at maalaga ng binata ay sinagot na siya ni Rollyphine kaya nung ipagdiwang nila ang kanilang ika-3 anibersaryo hindi inakala ng dalaga na magpopropose si Antonio kaya ng tanungin ng binata si Rollyphine ng: “Will you marry me?” agad itong nagulat at hindi agad nakapagsalita kaya matapos ang ilang segundong pagkaumid, wala ng nagawa ang dalaga kundi sabihin na: “Oo, pumapayag na ko.” Matapos noon ay hinalikan ni Antonio si Rollyphine at niyakap ng mahigpit. Simula nun palagi ng dumidiretso ang binata sa bahay nila Rollyphine pagkatapos ng kanilang trabaho upang paghandaan ang kanilang kasal. Naganap ang kanilang kasal noong ika-10 ng Mayo taong 1986 sa Sta. Maria Goretti parish Chruch sa Manila at ito ay dinaluhan ng kanilang malalapit na kapamilya at kaibigan. Ngayon sila ay kasal na ng labing siyam na taon. Sila ay nabiyayaan ng apat na supling, 2 lalaki at 2 babae. Lagi nilang sinasabi na hulog ng langit ang kanilang mga anak lalo na ng dumating ang pangalawang anak nila na pinangalanan nilang ARRA MARIE. Nakuha ang pangalang Arra sa pinaghalong pangalan ng kanyang ama na Antonio Rebagay at ina na Rollyphine Altura. Siya ay nag-aral ng Pre-school sa Escuela De San Lorenzo Ruiz. Doon niya unang natutunan ang bumasa at sumulat. Kilala siya ng kanyang mga kamag-aral sa pagiging masungit at mataray. Bata pa lamang siya ay marunong na siyang makipag-away. Siya ang tipo ng tao na kapag ayaw niya sa isang tao ay ipinapakita niya na ayaw niya sa kanya. Sa kanyang paglaki, laging nakaagapay sa kanya ang kanyang mga magulang. Pinalaki siyang marunong gumawa sa mga gawaing bahay at may takot sa Diyos at paninindigan. Nang tumungtong na siya sa elementarya, mas naging independent na siya. Siya ng mag-isa ang gumagawa ng kanyang mga takda at proyekto. Siya na rin ang nagbibihis mag-isa. Dahil sa kanyang angking kagandahan naboto siya bilang muse sa kanilang klase. kahit sobrang mahiyain lagi pa rin siyang sumasali sa mga patimpalak. Siyanga pala, natatandaan ko noong ipinagdiwang ni Arra ang kanyang ika-7 kaarawan ay isa ako sa mga imbitado at sobrang ganda ng kanyang kaarawan. Makikita mo talagang pinaghandaan ng kanyang mga magulang. Nakakainggit mang isipin pero kahit kailan hindi pa ko nakakaranas ng ganong kagandang kaarawan dahil parehong maagang pumanaw ang aking magulang. pero hindi bale masaya na naman ako ngayon dahil natagpuan ko na ang babaeng pakakasalan ko. Ayun! tapos ang daming dumalong malalapit niyang kaibigan at kapamilya kaya marami rin siyang natanggap na regalo. Ang dami ring masasarap na pagkain at mga palarong ikinasaya ng mga bisita mapamatanda man o bata. Matapos ang araw na iyon nagpasalamat ng sobra si Arra sa Panginoon at sa kanyang mga magulang dahil sa malaking selebrasyon na kanilang inihandog para sa kanya.

Nang makatung-tong na si Arra sa hayskul, sa simula ay nahirapan siyang makibahagi sa kanyang mga kaklase dahil hindi pa siya gaanong kasanay kasama ang mga ito. Marami siyang nakilalang mga bagong mukha at bagong personalidad. Doon niya nakilala ang bago niyang naging matalik na kaibigan na si Michelle. Hindi na gaanong kakikitaan si Arra ng pagkamahiyain dahil mas naging matapang na siya na harapin ang lahat ng pagsubok na darting sa kanya. Doon mo rin siya unang nakita na umakyat sa stage upang tanggapin ang kanyang sertipiko dahil isa siya sa mga magagaling na mag-aaral sa kanilang batch. Doon mo rin siya mas nakitang nagningning at halos magsasawa ka na sa kanyang pangalan dahil kada taon ay siya ang nabobotong Secretary ng kanilang klase dahil sa sobrang responsable niya.

Sa ikalawang taon niya sa hayskul, hindi niya akalaing sobrang dami nila sa klase. Umabot yata sila sa 42 estudyante sa isang klase kaya naalala ko na laging nagwowalk-out ang kanilang adviser dahil sa sobrang gulo nila. Sa taon ding iyon, doon nabuo ang kanilang barkadang “Bitches”. Meron pa nga silang motto, logo at kanta para sa isa’t-isa.

Sa ikatlong taon niya sa hayskul, doon niya nakita ang magandang samahan ng isang klase. Kahit na papalit-palit sila ng adviser doon mo makikita ang kanilang pagkakaisa at pagtutulungan. Kahit nga wala silang adviser, nananalo pa sila sa mga patimpalak. Dumating din sa buhay ni Arra na mayroong isang lalaki ang nagkalakas ng loob na sabihin ang nararamdaman nito para sa kanya. Doon nagsimula na gabi-gabi ay tumatawag ito sa bahay nila kaya pinaghinalaan na si Arra ng kanyang ina na nobyo niya daw iyon ngunit agad namang itinanggi ni Arra na mali ang hinala ng kanyang ina at ipinangako niya na hindi muna siya magnonobyo at uunahin muna niya ang kanyang pag-aaral. Kahit na ganun patuloy pa rin sa pagtawag ang binata at gabi-gabi rin ay tinitext siya nito. Ngunit dumating ang isang araw na nagtanong ang binata kung maaari ba siyang manligaw at ang sagot ni Arra ay: “Gago!” nasabi niya iyon dahil akala niya nagbibiro lamang iyon. Simula nun bihira ng tumawag ang binata sa kanya at mapapansin mo kay Arra na sobra siyang naapektuhan sa nangyari at sobra niyang namimis ang binata. Gabi-gabi palagi niyang naiisip ang binata at kapag may nagtatanong sa kanya kung mahal niya iyon, lagi niyang sagot:”Ewan ko, pero namimis ko ang mga tawag niya.” naisip ko na baka mahal niya ang binata ngunit ayaw lang niyang aminin sa sarili niya dahil alam niya na hindi pa siya pwedeng magkaroon ng nobyo.

Kakikitaan mo rin ng pagkamasayahin at pagkamakulit itong si Arra dahil sa sobra niyang mapagbiro sa klase. Marami rin namang natutuwang mga kamag-aral at guro sa kanya dahil sa kanyang mga jokes.

Isa sa mga bagay na hindi niya makakalimutan sa hayskul ay ang kanilang J.S. Prom. Nang magtapos na siya ng hayskul ay sobra niyang namimis ang kanyang mga kaibigan dahil nagkahiwa-hiwalay na sila. Nasabi niya na ang pinakamasayang taon sa eskuwela ay ang hayskul dahil hindi pa gaanong kaseryoso at ngayon siya ay nasa kolehiyo na sa kursong Nursing at ipinagpatuloy niya sa pagiging doktor.

Pagkalipas ng isang taon ay nakapagpatayo na siya ng sarili niyang ospital at malaking bahay sa Alabang. Siya rin ay isa ng ganap na doktor. Sa sobrang kasipagan niya sa pagtatrabaho ay umangat na ang kanilang buhay ngunit hindi pa rin niya nakaligtaan ang kanyang mga magulang na nagpaaral sa kanya. Hindi rin niya nakakaligtaang tulungan ang mga kapus-palad niyang mga kababayan. Mayroon siyang dalawang kotse na may sariling drayber at mga kasambahay.

Isang araw sa kanyang ospital ay may isinugod na sugatang lalaki at siya ang umasikaso rito. Sobrang duguan ito kaya idiniretso agad sa emergency room at ng nagkamalay ito, hindi niya akalain na ang minahal niya nung hayskul say naroon sa kanyang harapan na mahal na mahal pa rin siya. Sila ay naging magnobyo ng limang taon hanggang magpakasal at nabiyayaan kambal na anak, isang babae at lalaki.

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I am a male.
I am a girl. 
I am shorter than 5’4.
I think I’m ugly sometimes.
I have scars.
I tan easily. 
I wish my hair was a different color.
I have friends who have never seen my natural hair color.
I have a tattoo.
I am self-conscious about my appearance.
I have/
I’ve had braces.

I wear glasses.

I would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free of cost, and scar-free.
I’ve been told I’m attractive by a complete stranger.
I have more than 2 piercings.
I have piercing in places besides my ears.
I have freckles.
I’ve sworn at my parents.
I’ve run away from home.
I’ve been kicked out of the house.
I have a sibling less than six year old.
I want to have kids someday. 
I’ve lost a child.
I’m in school.
I have a job. 
I’ve fallen asleep at work/school.
I almost always do/did my homework.
I’ve missed a week or more of school. 
I failed more than 1 class last year.
I’ve stolen something from my job. 
I’ve slipped out an “lol” in a spoken conversation.
Disney movies still make me cry.
I’ve peed from laughing. 
I’ve snorted while laughing
I’ve laughed so hard I’ve cried.
I’ve glued my hand to something. 
I’ve had my pants rip in public.
I was born with a disease/impairment.
I’ve gotten stitches/staples.
I’ve broken a bone.
I’ve had my tonsils removed.
I’ve sat in a doctor’s office/emergency room with a friend.
I’ve had my wisdom teeth removed. 
I had a serious surgery.
I’ve had chicken pox.
I’ve had measles.
I’ve driven over 200 miles in one day.
I’ve been on a plane.
I’ve been to Canada
I’ve been to Mexico
I’ve been to Niagara Falls.
I’ve been to Japan.
I’ve celebrated Mardi Gras in New Orleans.
I’ve been to Europe.
I’ve been to Africa.
I’ve gotten lost in my city.
I’ve seen a shooting star.
I’ve wished on a shooting star.
I’ve seen a meteor shower.
I’ve gone out in public in my pajamas.
I’ve pushed all the buttons on an elevator.
I’ve kicked a guy where it hurts.
I’ve been to a casino.
I’ve been skydiving.
I’ve gone skinny dipping. 
I’ve drank a whole gallon of milk in one hour. 
I’ve crashed a car.
I’ve been skiing.
I’ve been in a play.
I’ve caught a snowflake on my tongue.
I’ve seen the Northern lights.
I’ve sat on a roof top at night.
I’ve played chicken fight.
I’ve played a prank on someone.
I’ve ridden in a taxi.
I’ve seen the Rocky Horror Picture Show.
I’ve eaten sushi.
I’ve been snowboarding.
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I am a cuddler.
I’ve been kissed in the rain.
I’ve hugged a stranger. 
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I’ve done something I promised someone else I wouldn’t.
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I’ve snuck out of my house.
I have lied to my parents about where I am.
I am keeping a secret from the world.
I’ve cheated while playing a game. 
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I’ve been suspended from school.
I’ve witnessed a crime.
I’ve been in a fist fight.
I’ve been arrested. 
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I’ve smoked weed.
I’ve taken painkillers when I didn’t need them.
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I’ve inhaled Nitrous.
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I can swallow about 5 pills at a time no problem.
I have been diagnosed with clinical depression.
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I shut others out when I’m depressed.
I take anti-depressants.
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I own multiple designer purses, costing over $100 a piece.
I own something from Hot Topic.
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I collect comic books.

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Photo 25 Mar During the 6th death anniversary of our great friend Peter Jansen V. Barola last March 14, I had the chance to get along with some of my high school friends. Fun but with sadness and still longing for his presence. His mom invited us to have dinner at their house. She welcomed us with open arms and informed us to have fun since that’s what Peter loves to do. As far as I can remember, Peter and I became close when we’re still in third year high school. He became my seat mate and we started to share a lots of things including our love life. During that time, he likes my friend Michelle so he frequently asks for my advice and to return the favor I also share something to him and wherever he is now today, I guess he will never forget how I feel about the mysterious guy in my high school life. He is one of the few people I trusted to share that deep secret of mine. Wherever you are my friend, just continue to be an angel guiding us, most especially your family. Help them, most especially your mom to accept everything that happened and erase the pain that she still has right now. Help her to become stronger everyday for your dad and brother. We love you and we miss you my friend!!! :)   

During the 6th death anniversary of our great friend Peter Jansen V. Barola last March 14, I had the chance to get along with some of my high school friends. Fun but with sadness and still longing for his presence. His mom invited us to have dinner at their house. She welcomed us with open arms and informed us to have fun since that’s what Peter loves to do. As far as I can remember, Peter and I became close when we’re still in third year high school. He became my seat mate and we started to share a lots of things including our love life. During that time, he likes my friend Michelle so he frequently asks for my advice and to return the favor I also share something to him and wherever he is now today, I guess he will never forget how I feel about the mysterious guy in my high school life. He is one of the few people I trusted to share that deep secret of mine. Wherever you are my friend, just continue to be an angel guiding us, most especially your family. Help them, most especially your mom to accept everything that happened and erase the pain that she still has right now. Help her to become stronger everyday for your dad and brother. We love you and we miss you my friend!!! :)   

Photo 25 Mar It’s my friend’s birthday last February 25 and I thought of something that will make her feel happy and special. I make her remember the song Alma and I made when we were still in college. That song goes like this….
A- your abnormalB- your such a baliwC- your so chappy and everythingD- your disconnectedE- your an errorF - you have a flying away mindG- your so gullibleH- your so ha? Ano? Pakiulit?I- your so insaneJ- your such a jerkK- your kamoteL- your a lady out of mindM, N, O, P - you could go chappy all dayQ, R, S, T - alphabetically speaking we’re not okayU- made our life haggardV - your so very slowW, X, Y, Z - it’s fun to gagu you the alphabet with you so tell me who is this to us?We love to make fun of her. I really miss those times!!! Aside from that I wrote a poem just for her entitled PUSSYCAT DAY.
I woke up this morningWith my phone ringingTo remind me of someoneWhose day will bring some fun.February 25 is a special day for this girlWho is our friend whom I can compare to a pearlA pearl whom we will always treasureAnd remain precious, that’s for sure.Joking around is what we usually doBut I know you have a good heart tooYour parents are lucky to have youCoz your always there loving them so true.I hope I made you smile this dayWhich I always do, anywayRemember that you’ll always be our pussyThat will forever stay in our hearts and remains sassy.
We love to call her pussy but it’s complicated to explain how we have come up with that name. Happy Birthday Nikki!!! We love you!!!mwah.. :)

It’s my friend’s birthday last February 25 and I thought of something that will make her feel happy and special. I make her remember the song Alma and I made when we were still in college. That song goes like this….

A- your abnormal
B- your such a baliw
C- your so chappy and everything
D- your disconnected
E- your an error
F - you have a flying away mind
G- your so gullible
H- your so ha? Ano? Pakiulit?
I- your so insane
J- your such a jerk
K- your kamote
L- your a lady out of mind
M, N, O, P - you could go chappy all day
Q, R, S, T - alphabetically speaking we’re not okay
U- made our life haggard
V - your so very slow
W, X, Y, Z - it’s fun to gagu you the alphabet with you so tell me who is this to us?

We love to make fun of her. I really miss those times!!! Aside from that I wrote a poem just for her entitled PUSSYCAT DAY.

I woke up this morning
With my phone ringing
To remind me of someone
Whose day will bring some fun.

February 25 is a special day for this girl
Who is our friend whom I can compare to a pearl
A pearl whom we will always treasure
And remain precious, that’s for sure.

Joking around is what we usually do
But I know you have a good heart too
Your parents are lucky to have you
Coz your always there loving them so true.

I hope I made you smile this day
Which I always do, anyway
Remember that you’ll always be our pussy
That will forever stay in our hearts and remains sassy.

We love to call her pussy but it’s complicated to explain how we have come up with that name. Happy Birthday Nikki!!! We love you!!!mwah.. :)


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