"We're Going to Get Through This"

Yes, the summer's finally here! Summer equals vacation. Unfortunately, before I can manage to live my summer vacation to the fullest, I have to finish up some business in school. I'll be shifting to BS Physical Therapy in UST or, God-willing, transfer to Ateneo under the BS Health Sciences program. Both are great programs to be in, the question being: Which of the two universities will I end up in at the end of summer. I am quite ecstatic about the results of both of my applications. Results are in for transfer applicants to Ateneo at the first week of May. With UST, I pretty much have no idea because I just started the shifting procedure.

Everytime I think of where I may end up, I feel anxious as to what fate has in store for me, what God has in store for me. I trust God's plan for me because I know He knows what's best for me. Parents know what's best for their children and since I am a child of God, He knows me well enough to know what's the very best for me, even better than my earthly parents do. Sometimes, praying for something like this and actually releasing your faith can be pretty tough. You always have that thought at the back of your mind that says nothing good will come out of what you have been doing, it's just a waste of time. You doubt that God can't make it come true. But I want to prove to myself, to others and to Satan himself that whatever door God opens for me no one can ever close it. Patience really is a virtue. If you don't know the value of time, you won't be able to taste victory in all its sweetness. When God answers your prayer it becomes a testimony for all to see and hear. It would prove that the God I serve is a God that is alive and that He is the only one who can make our lives whole. Can you feel it? Can you feel that hollow part of your being? I believe that Jesus is supposed to be in that hollow part of your being. Nothing in this world can ever take His place in us. For in Him we are made whole. For in Him we are able to enter Heaven because of His sacrifice for us, filthy sinners. Dying on a cross for criminals is the ultimate sacrifice. And for that, we should be thankful.

Truth be told, I am kinda scared. Who wouldn't be? We are human. It's human nature. But I place my trust on God so I don't have to worry. I just know that everything's going to be ok. Everything's going to be all right.

Whoever you are, whatever you're experiencing right now, whatever it is you are praying so hard for, don't worry we're not alone in this. I'm going to get through this. You're going to get through this. We're going to get through this.

The Semester's About To Be Finished

I do apologize for the rather long hiatus. It was a very long year and it was very time-consuming one, indeed, especially with school in the way.

Anyway, the semester's about to be finished and that's great news right? In my head, sometimes I say yes, sometimes no. Its like what Sigmund Freud stated in his Psychoanalytic Theory was right, personality having three parts: the ID, Ego, and the Superego. And I feel that they are rampaging in my head. Its like the Third World War has been raging for years, but that's just in my head.

Do you know that feeling when you really want to exert effort to do something you should be doing but you always, I mean always, have to do it in the last minute. You may have guessed right and yes, that is what we call procrastination. I've never really liked the meaning of the word, much less use it in sentence, and even more to describe myself. So I resent myself because I procrastinate most of the time. Can you believe someone as "mature" and "intellectual" as I am would be succumbing to this "disease"? You might be wondering, why am I making such a big deal out of this. What would I accomplish with saying all of these things about procrastination? Well, the answer's simple: I think I could have done better this semester. And now I only have one exam left to officially end our university's second semester and welcome the bright sunny days of summer, comes that dreaded time of waiting. Waiting to know whether you pass or not. It's just one of those awful feelings I wish I didn't have to go through.

It's the dream. The dream of becoming this amazing cardiovascular-thoracic surgeon that would suddenly change the face of medicine. Sounds impossible? Damn right it is. But I'm not giving up. I'm not letting something like procrastination get the better of me. Yup, I'm gonna fight. Fight to the end. Until I achieve that dream.