At 4am

I want passion for hardwork. I desperately NEED it at times like this. I don't want to dive in all my paperwork without having that sense of meaning and purpose. As a student, I want to accomplish all my to-do-lists not just like a robot but as a person who aims to become more and more equipped with knowledge and skills each day for the betterment of other people, not just my own. 

Sydney, remind yourself that your motivation is always to be able to give back to others and not for any personal rewards and recognition.

Ano ang dahilan?

I hope that time will come when the people and the environment in general would stop throwing jokes and insults to people who are crazy mentally ill. I hope that there will come a day when people will realize that not all mentally challenged individuals are capable of causing harm and injury to others. These people have gone through so much, so much to the point that even their own family members disown, neglect, hurt and put them to shame. Isn't it already enough that they have suffered in the hands of their loved ones? Is it their fault in the first place that they have lost contact with reality? Have we ever thought for a moment, before we ridicule them, that they are still human. So, why still prey on them? I really wish for people to break the chain of generalizing and stereotyping. And I dream that one day we can all open our hearts and minds to accept these people in our community. I don't even think we should be afraid of them. They're just some of the people who were played on by the cruelty of society. I think we should be more scared of our own thoughts and unrighteous judgment of other people.

I know that anxiety will always remain present but if we just give a little bit of our time to understand them, to listen to their life stories and give extra effort to touch their lives in the most simple ways...then i think we can appreciate their humanity and our own lives even more. Some of my group's patients in the hospital are victims of rape and abuse and it's so amazing how they've recovered from the trauma to the point that they have gained better insight and judgment of the world.

Also, its just astounding  how much my mentally retarded patient can stir more compassion in the heart of others than any of those people who call themselves normal. Sometimes, I wonder, who should we really consider crazy?

This post is dedicated to J.S., my patient, and all the other mentally challenged people.

The Fear You Won't Fall

It's been more than a year since I've been part of a school event and I'm not even entirely sure if I can handle all the tasks or if i'll end up alive after College Week but despite all the doubts and uncertainties... there's just this one thing I'm very sure of - I'm ready and excited to ride the roller coaster. I'm ready because I know there are people who are going to be with me, people who are willing to experience and face all the ups and downs of the ride. And sometimes, it's not even knowledge or willpower that you need in order to accomplish the things you need to do. Sometimes, you just need people.

*I really wish i could write more posts :(

One, Two, Three - Action

You are not your bra size, nor are you the width of your waist, nor are you the slenderness of your calves. You are not your hair color, your skin color, nor are you a shade of lipstick. Your shoe size is of no consequence. You are not defined by the amount of attention you get from males, females, or any combination thereof. You are not the number of sit-ups you can do, nor are you the number of calories in a day. You are not your mustache. You are not the hair on your legs. You are not a little red dress. You are no amalgam of these things. You are the content of your character. You are the ambitions that drive you. You are the goals that you set. You are the things that you laugh at and the words that you say. You are the thoughts you think and the things you wonder. You are beautiful and desirable not for the clique you attend, but for the spark of life within you that compels you to make your life a full and meaningful one. You are beautiful not for the shape of the vessel, but for the volume of the soul it carries.

 

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Christmas Eve

Whoops! I've been a very bad blogger! It's been more than 2 weeks since Christmas and I'm just posting about it today. 


Christmas is never about the expensive gifts, the lights and the food. Christmas, for me, is always about seeing life without struggle and appreciating everything you have for what it is. God has blessed me with so much... probably so much more than what I deserve and I cannot be more thankful for all the presents he has gifted my life with. And out of everything I have in my life I definitely know for sure that I cannot live without the most important people in my life - My family. I guess, they're everything that matter in my life. My ambitions, my life goals, , my passions, and my driving force in everything I do are all centered on them.

 

A Starry Christmas

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All Photos from Venice Furio