2010 in a post ♥

My Highlights

1. Transition (from a girl to a woman, officially)

-It wasn't exactly the "you're the princess of the night" debut celebration nor was it even a blast. But it wasn't a fuss too. On the 25th of September, I woke up expecting nothing but a mundane day. While I was brushing my teeth, my cousins came rushing with a PIGLET-FIGURED birthday cake. Though it was some kind of a rude joke, I appreciate their thoughts. 'twas a saturday, and we had a shifting exam. On Microbiology Class (my first class in the morning) no one seem to remember my birthday. A guy classmate came in late and instead of greeting the teacher, he told everyone to sing me a birthday song. That made my day. :) I had no gifts, I thought. But then while I was up for some breakfast ('cause I eat breakfast in school), I noticed I had an unusual company in eating. Later on when his bunch of friends surprised me with gifts, I knew he was sent to spy on my whereabouts. I cried, tears of joy for the first time in my life. That was the most moving scene in the whole 18 years I was greeted on the 25th. I waited for my best friend to greet me. I thought since he didn't, he might be waiting outside my classroom by 6pm to surprise me or something. But then I saw a different person, instead. Good thing she was as special as him. That was Ate Pau. We ate Pizza and then she walked me home. The best friend greeted at 11:59pm with nothing much but a lame or shall I say, PLAIN greeting, it broke my heart and he doesn't know :(

 Thank you, Jobel, Jude, Eurice, Richelle, Aiyana, Ed and April :) You are much appreciated! ♥

Thank you, Cousin. ♥

Even if I dreamed of so many things for this day, for the past few years... Even if, I yearned to dance with him and the rest, it all comes down to one thing... one realization. I don't need to throw a party to feel good about being 18. To be able to accept the fact that I can't throw one is enough. I was gifted with maturity, I suppose. I am so happy to know that there are unexpected friends who actually care. 

2. I got Capped (I'm an Official Student Nurse, then! )

- Enrolling in the Bachelor of Science in Nursing program is not my excuse for the present crisis and passport to the outside world. It was solely my dream. A big dream to save lives and wear white! When I was in my freshman year I felt so amateur, that I didn't feel my worth as a student of my college. After 4 months of hard work and experience and the sleepless nights of memorizing things to verbalize and perform procedures related to maternal and child and handling a family in a community, it all paid off. I am now capped! 

3. I lost my Best friend

- And to substantiate what happened would be inappropriate for such matters are not to be publicize. If there's one person at fault the most, I believe that is me. And it's really so sad that this happened. :(

After all the fuss, I'm not closing my doors, though.

4. There's a Rainbow always after the rain 

- I admit that I lost a few friends but then I gained more than what I lost. I met VOLTES 5 and they called me their  PLUS ONE . As a result, we are now V5+1. With them, I am myself. With them I grow. They love and understand me and care for me as much as none of my friends in my entire existence, I swear! I love them so much. 

5. We got Reshuffled

 - we were enrolled to a BLOCK SECTION system but we broke the record by the batch's attitude problems. Professors couldn't endure much of our behavior so we were sorted out, sorted very carefully, only to ensure that we were around with a bunch of strangers. God! He plays with me so wisely. My ex-best friend now is my classmate. cool, huh!

These are the top 5, at least. 

2010 was the most tedious roller-coaster ride for me. It was one of the years that gave me the best headache, and the comfort I get after throwing up.

Seasons Greetings! ♥

 
 HAVE A GOOD ONE! ♥

Random Thought

We eat food not just to suffice our hunger or satisfy our taste buds, for if that were the case, people won't have to limit their intakes or eat bitter gourds. Just like in love... We don't love only for our own gain or be happy endlessly. We also love to  know our extents, of weaknesses and of strengths. We love to feel the pain and learn later that we have loved truly. ♥

I said Routine and I meant it

 Hey! :D I don't know much on how to beat around the bush. So, yeah... I've been busy watching Korean Drama Series which I do almost every Summer and Christmas Vacation. I 'm down on one, and it has multiple titles: Perfect Match (on ABS-CBN TV), Perfect Taste (On Youtube) and Personal Preference (On Mysoju), nevertheless, Starring is Lee Min Ho and Son Ye Jin. Aside from the love story which I'd want to adopt, I hope I'd end up like them... really. Mine is still streaming, and apparently, it's like theirs  when they were starting♥ And oh, aside from the story, I'm amazed by the art integrated in the story, the Sanggojae, the Hanuk and the Dam Art Gallery. I wouldn't want to say more and I advice you to just watch it.

link to Series: Perfect Match♥

Synopsis: Jeon Jin Ho is pretending to be gay in order to gain access to a mysterious mansion that was built by a famous architect Mr.Park. His daughter, Park Kae In would never accept him as a renter so he pretended to be gay. His hobbies include organization and ironing, and he’s known for his stoic poker face. He’s a stickler for cleanliness, but he also has a talent for figuring out women’s feelings. Kae In is very trusting even though she has a habit of being betrayed. However that doesn't stop her from giving people the benefit of doubt and Jin Ho is no different. How will Kae In react when she finds out that her gay roommate is not actually gay at all and that he has fallen for her?

Next Picture: Down With Love

Starring: Ellen Chen and Jerry Yan

link to series:Down with Love ♥

Synopsis: Xiang Yu Ping, an expert divorce and inheritance lawyer, is seen by others as cold, selfish, and ruthless. After Yu-ping’s older brother dies in a car accident he has little choice in taking in his brother's two orphaned children, Fei and Ting. Every nanny he hires to care for them is either scared off by the mischievous children or ends up falling in love with him. Fed up, Yu Ping asks his secretary, Yang Duo, to find a nanny that meets his requirements. Having lost all their wealth when their mother passed away and being abandoned by their father after racking up heavy debts; Yang Duo can not ignore the fact that she needs the money and recommends her younger sister, Yang Guo, for the job; assuring Yu Ping that her tomboyish sister will not fall in love with him by lying that she does not like men at all.

An update!

Christmas is really in the air!

It's the first day of Christmas Vacation for me even if I were supposed to have duties today and tomorrow, the level coordinator pulled it out. My kind of vacation is mundane, a usual routine but I don't find it doldrums-generating at all. If there are a thousand ways to cook a chicken, then there are tons of home activities for me to be able to kill time. Productive or not, it doesn't really matter because this vacation is meant for pure ecstasy and relaxation. Even sleeping, for me, is a productive activity. Aside from it plays a vital role in growth and development, it's the only time of the day that I get to escape from actually dealing with reality and just think and plan my next moves. It is the only time of the day I get to have a break from my uncertainties and majorly, it gives me the best comfort over almost every worse feeling I could ever have towards anything, really.

In my older blogs, I usually post a lot of significant things on Decembers. I usually make year-enders and post my new year's resolution and review almost all of the things that transpired during an ending year. You guys can expect those here in the coming days. :) Even if it takes me forever, I'd thank the people who etched marks on my pages and helped edit my book of life. :) I have so much in mind now and I just can't wait to loosen up ♥

And I thought there was a fourth...

Hello, Guys!

Been absent for like three days. I was ill and you don't wanna imagine how complicated the symptoms were. So from day one to day two, I've been counting my stay on bed and I thought there was gonna be a fourth, that was supposed to be today. :) Well, I am online and it tells you now that my prayers were answered and that I am okay. No more hours of crying for help and water or having to worry about the chores I've missed. Hell, yeah I worry about it. I wash my own clothes and I've got my classes resumed as soon as tomorrow. If I were sick today, there'd be no uniform for tomorrow. I feel all new today. Never allowed my sweat glands to party this much. I feel not just okay but really good. I was even able to do the cleaning and stuffs at home. It feels so good to be back and kicking. :)

Today will not just be an update. I'm overflowing with good news, you know.I've been debating with myself about the Nokia N8 and iPod Touch 4G (32GB) because I can't have it all at once. I needed to be practical. I needed to help my oh-so-generous mom to save up for our future. I chose the latter and bargained if I could have her old phone. Her phone's kinda cute and I don't feel like I need another Blackberry-worth phone to lose. Right? There. I just need to be patient. I just need to pray harder that someone would come home for Christmas so that person could bring along my new babies along with some goodies like my Hermes Bag and Wallet (exactly like that one of my favorite local teen actress Julia Montes) and others. I requested a knapsack too and she ordered a Chloe which will be delayed upon arrival. It doesn't matter. I'm not a pig for those. :)

I'm just so excited. weeeeeee!

What my mom passed on me...

Do you have a mother that shares with you her childhood cravings? Do you have a mom that forces you to love what she used to love when she was your age? Do you have a mom who can be mistaken as your younger sister in all possible ways? For the record, I do...

I never thought I'd love Hello Kitty as much as my mom did, or still does. really. And tonight while I go online window shopping, I saw this picture and wished a million times i'd be able to build one of these my own. After all, I didn't start my hello kitty collection and promised myself that i'll do that once I get my first pay. :) You might want to have a clearer picture of what I am talking about. Look!

The Third Sex

If you just notice, my blog entry titles are on ordinal number basis. LOL. Oh, well, that's not what this post is going to be about.

     Just this morning, I told you guys that I wasn't up for any Olympic-based event in our University. In line with those stuffs is usually a pageant, the Mr. and Ms. WMSU, and now, pageants with an 's' for another one, the Ms. Gay University 2010. Attending that stuff wasn't really counted as my agenda for today. While I was serving my uncle the dinner (because that's what I used to do), I bumped onto my cousin who was all dressed up and fuzzy. Yeah, when my uncle permits you to go out, you should have that kind of reaction, because he rarely does let us out at night time. Aside from our influential identity that was handed down to us all the way from my great grandfather, it was really not proper for girls like us to be out at night, especially when we are decent and respected. An eye on one of us tells an impression about the whole family and how we were being raised up, hence, the crucial and well-picked act of morality and decency that we publicize. Forgive the uncivilized side of my bloodline as they're on the loose sometimes :)

     At first, the fact that I see those gay people in a woman's long gown, all stunning, disgusted me. Maybe because of the mere fact that they're for women only. But then they shouldn't be in a tuxedo, either. And why the hell the 'Ms.' label? But then it came to me that they weren't just portraying a feminine side. They had it in them. A women trapped in a man's physique. After all, it's not the physical appearance that matters. It's how you carry yourself for who and whatever you are.

     With how they answered the Question, they, all the more, made me respect them. I vaguely remember it and I tried so hard just to be able to share to you how much I'm proud of the third sex now. It's like I can already campaign for them to be totally accepted in the society without having them face any social stigma.

     The question was "With the permissiveness of the society, do you think that gays in this university must start dressing in a woman's uniform? If no, why? and if yes, what do you think will happen?

     Well obviously, if you wanted to win that contest you had to say 'NO'. Personally, I say 'no' too. Our uniform is a distinguishing factor of male and female in the university. Whether they belong to the third sex, still, they're men, biologically speaking. And given now that the discrimination dominates even without the cross-dressing yet, then, allowing such will not alleviate the social stigma at any cost. For another reason, they had to respect the University's reputation too. What will the neighboring schools say if the school allowed it? Our academe is prestigious and known for excellence in vast fields. And cross-dressing doesn't add up to one's being gay. They'd even degrade the third sex more.

    Good for those top 5 finalists, their answer was sort of mine too. And some went to the extent of being God-fearing and all that. It overwhelms me to hear such from a third sex who's yearning to be recognized as a female. And it makes me proud, all the more, to see them stand before the crowd and wave their hands, as if tomorrow will still be normal, and they will no longer be laughable in the society.

My Non-christmas Wishlist

     It's weird how I am a Muslim and I have a wishlist on a season like this that we don't even celebrate. Well, I just don't know where to incorporate my cravings in the span of a year so I tail along with those who celebrate Christmas. I know the essence of Christmas, how and why it is celebrated, as I was full of it in the Catholic school I graduated from. Let's just say that I am celebrating the other side of Christmas, the gift -giving and peace. Yes, peace. Even if Christmas season is not the necessary time for repentance in my case, I still do it. :)

They say Christmas is for kids. Since I feel young at heart, though I'm 18, then I tag along. As for my wishlist, they're somewhat expensive but I believe that there is no harm in wishing.

Here it goes:

1. Nokia N8

2. Black  and silver footsie rolls

3. A beannie

4. Sony Cybershot T90 

5. A Converse sneaker (another pair! haha)

6  A Converse Backpack

7. An iPod touch, 4G

8. any branded skinny gray pants

9. Blueberry Cheesecake

10. A Converse blouse
11. A kawaii planner 0f 2011

I don't love Converse much, have you noticed? :))

Second Times

     Today marks the second day of the university-wide Olympics, and for the second time, I choose to stay at home and rest. You might think that I always destroy the fun, but the truth is, staying at home and unwinding is a lot more fun than sitting on the bleachers watching athletes of you-don't-even-know-who play to their heart's content. At least, when I was in High School, I had an ultimate role in these kind of events, I played Medic, as the President of the school-based Red Cross Org. Now that I am in College, it's really not worth the time and experience to serve such, because I have a greater responsibility being a fully-pledged Student Nurse. And for some reasons, I never loved the heat of the sun, nor its way of tanning my skin. Never.

Of course I want my home stay to be productive, and blogging here is one of my major activities. Before I went to bed last night, I realized that I have never indulged myself in the world of books since the opening of the Second Semester in school. I reckoned I needed more food for the brain, more orientation in creative writing, especially now that I am tasked to write an article about the momentous Capping, Badging and Candlelighting Ceremony held the day before my Birthday. I played a big role in that event, because I wrote the speech that our Batch President delivered. He acknowledged me and there, once again, I gained the spotlight. I didn't like the aftermath of it though, teachers, here and there, ask me to write for them. In totality, I wrote around four, long, different write-ups and now I feel drained. I could not muster the best words to construct a catchy sentence. Just like this entry, you see.

Anyway, this is my second time to read a work of Mitch Albom. The first one was The Five People You Meet in Heaven which made me cry. I am now trying on Have a Little Faith. For the fifty-four pages I finished, I must say, his style revolves around Flashbacks, of life and of death and the purpose you learn after committing an act. He inspires me. And I am looking forward to read the rest of his novels, and next in line would be For One More Day. :)

First Thing in the Morning

Uhm. Should I start this post with a 'hello'? Well, honestly, I'm not new to this other side of the world you call blogging. I am the owner of All Five two of Me, it's linked so you might as well want to visit it. I should warn you, it's kinda messy and random. Nevertheless, when was I organized in delivering my ideas? LOL.

I have planned to blog again and thought that using the old blog will only nullify my 'fresh' urge. In a blog so old, people won't welcome me, and that's another counting factor I need to pursue blogging, readers give me the pressure and at the same time, the inspiration to keep on writing. And so, first thing in the morning, I started to warm my butt, sat in front of the monitor and initially came up with space. I will be filling this blog with more stuffs. I promised to utilize one week of my time to make this space worth lurking on :)

okay, so, this is it!

Hello! I'm Shanne and this is my nth blog! As to how I chose my title is a multi-meaning thing. Not that I don't get enough attention nor am I new to bagging the limelight, sometimes people think that they know too much (As in too much) of me. They think that I am an open book and there is no more need for pondering and delving deeper. Well, no. People really don't understand that I have a lot of sides and I wear a thousand masks. They, too, don't understand that there are no two different people I deal with in the same manner. I am manipulative and playing safe. I became that, recently. Eons ago, i had a lot of attachments and today I choose to be privy. Unlatching may take some time, but if you do deserve my openness, then, welcome!