I Live for the Little Moments

2012. THESE ARE THE MOMENTS I’M GOING TO REMEMBER.

Overnightss at The Gaurano’s

HIndi lang natin this year ginulo ang katahimikan nila pero memorable pa rin kasi minsan lang naman.
Gumawa tayo ng cover ni Eugene Domingo na “Sabaw” at sinayawan si Julia na walang malay
Nag attempt din tayong sumayaw ng kanta sa Hercules: “No chance, no way, I won’t say I’m in love.” with liftings pa.
Yung nag-usap tayo na walang matutulog
Pero habang nanonood, nakatulog si Ayra…
Nang nakadilat.

Swimming sa Antipolo

Yung galing tayong duty tapos umuulan at ang ginaw na tapos gusto pa rin magswimming.
Ginamit ang “charm” para makatawad sa cottage kasi sandali lang naman at hindi student-friendly and presyo.
Tapos ang sakit lumublob sa tubig kasi sobrang yaman ng pool na yun sa Cl.
Pagpasok sa klase, nalaman kay Ms. Em na kaya tayo nagbabalat kasi “nagdedecompose” daw tayo as a result of chlorine + heat.

Internship, syempre.

Yung mga pasyenteng nakilala at naging kaibigan natin sa clinic.
Yung feeling na hindi tayo ang weird
Ang paghahanda natin ng kendi at RC.
Ang Kwento ng “How I Met My Mother”…in the psychiatric ward.
Yung mga kanta ni Kuya Abe na walang lyrics na tumama. <OST: Narda>
Ibon yata kung lumipad
Sumakay sa jeepney, pinara ng drayber
Makita kang sakdal layaaa.

O diba dabest. Greatest Hits yun.
Basketbol kasama nina Jepoy.
Ang paghampas sakin ni Nica. <rolls eyes> natakot talaga ako dun ah.
Ang paghiyaw ni Kuya Elmer ng “Aliciaaa… YOOHOO!” (naririnig ko siya habang sinusulat ko to)
“I am AWARE of your presence!”, sabi pa niya.
Walang kasing lupit na mood swings ni Vanessa na nakakatakot.
At ang tangkad niya.
Sino ba namang di matutuwa sa tawa ni Kuya Jack na ang sarap irecord.
Lahat ng disturbances, hyperproductive speech, catatonia, delusions, hallucinations, sexual preoccupations nila na nawitness talaga natin. Parang nabuhay yung AbPsych book.
Mga hirit ni Kuya Mong.
Kissmarks mula kay Ate Ellen.
Ang bespren natin na kambal ni Izzy, si Kuya Reggie.
Pagbato ng water balloons sa clinic. Talo tayo kay Onyok, friends. Balikan nga natin.
Yung nangitim tayo sa ating “psycho-social-physical activities”
Namiss niyo rin noh? Tara, uwi tayo.

20th Birthday ko

Yung di ko alam san ako dadalin ni Tweedle Dee at Tweedle Dum.
Nakarating tayo ng BGC.
Umorder ako ng bacon… sa Brothers Burger. lol
Pinakausap sakin ni Ayra ang nanay niya at binati ako ng Happy birthday. Tapos tinanong kung birthday ko ba.
Nag concert tayo sa Timezone, BGC: Kumanta tayo sa videoke ng “I Will Survive” at damang dama ko ang lyrics lalo na yung
“I’m not that stupid little girl who’s still in love with you.”
Buhay na buhay ako noong gabing yon.

19th Birthday ni Ayra

Yung nanood tayo ng Cinemalaya: Ang Nawawala
Pangalawang taon ng Cinemalaya na na magkasama kami ni Ayra. cheesy. ew
Lasang damo yung inorder ni Izzy na tea sa Happy Lemon
Yung akala ko si Ayra ung isusurprise nila Bea
Kasama rin pala ako sa isusurpirise. hehehe. kiligerz
At nasurprise nga ako. Parang ganito: o.O
Nagdedicate tayo ng tig-iisang kanta para sa kaibigan nating parang matanda na pero bata pa pala
OST: Call Me Maybe na kinanta ni Izzy
Panalangin-APO, na kinanta ni Jo
Minsan- Eraserheads, na dinuet ko kasama ni Ayra
Love on Top- Bea and Ayra
Hindi nawawala ang Aegis pag nag videoke.

Mga usap-usapan sa lab

Yung nahuli na natin ang kiliti ni Prof.
Nauto natin siya sa pagpostpone ng quiz o sa free cut
Aware ba kayo na nilabag na natin halos lahat ng rules sa loob ng lab?
Kumain na’t lahat, ginawa na ring salon, nag Christmas party pa don.
Tapos ung after class discussion natin. Tayo na lang maiiwan kasi masyadong nag enjoy sa topic
Oo, reproductive system at epidermal derivatives ang usapan.
Libreng waxing 101 c/o Grasya.

Mga pasyente sa CBR <kami lang ng partner ko dito syempre haha>

Mga hirit ng paborito kong pasyente.
Nireto pa ako sa mga interns don sa clinic.
Ayoko po ata sa physical therapist, sabi ko sa isip ko.
Kami na nga ung nakikisuyo, kami pa pinakain. Laking pasasalamat daw nila.
At malaki rin ang pasasalamat ko.
Kaya binabalik-balikan. :)

Mga kantsawan at Da Who segments
Mga bikitma ng da who: may mga indibidwal, meron ding grupo.
Yung grupo kaya lang naman na-da who kasi tinira nila ung mga Psych.
Masasabi ko lang sa lider: kiss you. (wholesome tayo hindi ko sasabihin ung f-word)
Tas may girlaloo na favorite natin punahin at gayahin.
Pambihira sino ba namang di makakapuna sa kanya…
Ops. atin-atin lang. <wink!>
Si Ayra syempre bida sa atin yan.
Kaya big deal nung nalamang may prospect siyang guy tas hinulaan pa ni Stargazer.
BTW Hindi ako naniwala sa lahat ng sinabi ni Stargazer. kaya ko rin gawin yun.
Tas dahil sa sobrang sikat na si Ayra at dalaga na, (nag hi-hikaw na siya ng fancy) hindi na siya si Dora.
Siya na si ARYANA.
<fancy!>

 
Sa lahat ng kalokohan natin na nagpasaya o/at nagpahamak satin
Sa lahat ng hirap na nagpatatag sa’tin
Sa lahat ng quizzes na binagsak natin
Sa lahat ng drama na nakakasuka pero hinarap natin,
Atin yun.
At nagpapasalamat ako sa mga moments na iyon. Kasi kasama ko kayo. :)
Eto, keso o, Happy New Year. :)
Fancy New Year! :))
Pisenlab,
Lisha

The Perks of Being a Psychology Major

The excitement for the much awaited film adaptation of Stephen Chbosky’s Perks of Being a Wallflower has been finally justified! Aside from the relatable choice of songs not only of the film but of the characters in the film as well, the story is just in itself a self-fulfilling prophecy for teens. Well, for myself at least. The joys and pains of what they call “misfit toys” had been served well in this movie, getting every aspect right and beyond expectations.

What made it even more interesting is that as a fellow misfit toy who studies psychology, I am able to understand the repressed life-changing events that is hard to take all in. Charlie had to go through serious mental problems as a result of a series of traumatic events he experienced since childhood. And just like what any messed up head needs, he was able to recover through friends who have been comfort in strangeness. And The Smiths, of course.

I could watch this movie over and over again until I fall “Asleep”.

What if you were sent major pain, not only to learn from it, but to help others, too?

-A line from The Daily Love

Earlier today I met again with the patients in a community based rehabilitation. Again, similar to what I learned from my internship in the psychiatric ward last summer, I have been reminded that everybody carries a cross. I used to feel that I was in so much pain that none of my psychology books, lessons from lectures, not even professional advice could help me.

So I tried to give meaning from what I experienced. Yes I developed that habit thanks to my majors. In an application of my course called real life, I learned why the “Vicious Cycle of Depression” was called vicious. Though many tears have been wasted, a lot more lessons were learned. Those of which to keep my guard not to repeat the same mistakes and experience the same pain.

Until I met some other patients. What a shame I called myself “in pain” or “helpless”. These patients have been struggling with their condition every single day, for n years. And there I was, healed by God’s grace, seeing other people go through a vicious cycle that is hard to get out of. So maybe, just maybe, the pain I felt was not only for me to learn, not only for my own good, but for the better of others? It may seem big to think that I could help these people feel better, but the pieces just fit perfectly and beautifully.

Therapy

Restless. That’s what I have been the past three weeks. But the question is, since almost everyone is feeling the same way too, what keeps you going?

A patient made me happy today. Last week, too, actually. Patient X suffered the consequences of a cerebrovascular accident, also known as stroke. Me and my partner have been meeting with stroke patients since last month, and I can say that although this study we’re doing involves intensive reading, writing, analyzing and interpreting, I became even more interested and motivated to go deeper because of the things I learn from them.

It’s just so amazing how the process of relating to patients work, whether it’s with mental patients (from my internship in the Psychiatric clinic) or medical patients (whom I am currently dealing with). It starts with you trying to get the patient to confide to you and let them know that you’re there to sincerely help them, not really to be cured, but to feel better about their condition. Then, as the rapport is built, and you feel that they trust you and opens up to you on their deepest fears, worries, struggles, it’s as if they are the ones who become therapeutic for you. Their hope, resilience, optimism that things can get better; it’s like I’m the one receiving therapy. But it works both ways, and that’s what keeps me going. :)

So how did Patient X made my day?

Aside from making me laugh by his snide remarks and occasional teasing during and after the psychological testing, he was so generous to me and my partner. I offered that we would walk with him on his way home, but then he treated us to dinner first. We really didn’t want to, cause we were too shy to be “treated” by a patient, haha, but he really wanted to cause he said he was thankful for us. For keeping him company, for sparing time alone that saddens him, for hoping that he could really go through it all with a smile on his face.

After dinner, he said he wanted to go to the mall to buy books. Reading is mainly his leisure activity since the occurence of CVA. Again, I offered that me and my partner would at least take him there, but we ended up not wanting to leave so we were with him the whole time. We went to a book sale, a jeepney ride from his home, and there I knew his interests: thriller/crime/suspense novels were his type. He bought two books and then saw me reading a psychological book by Carl Jung. He looked at the cover as I was reading, asked me what it was about, and immediately and forcefully grabbed it from me to the counter. He paid for the book! I was so shy and thankful, but he said, “You’re my friend, so you shouldn’t be shy just by something like this.” I blushed even more. This made my day.


So much thankful, for my dear patient. :)

P.S. Take care of yourself

Went for a check-up yesterday. My CBC was checked. The doctor said something was too concentrated, I didn’t know which. Focused on the intervention, which was  to drink more water than coffee, get more rest, and more water again.

I loved the black and white tiles of the clinic, I just stared at them while waiting for the results of the CBC.

Here’s the result from the CBC:

Aside from knowing I had URTI, I was disappointed to know my current weight, cause last time I checked I was 50 kilos. I HAVE TO GAIN WEIGHT.

So I made a list of goals.

  • Gain weight. at least 5lbs

eat more- more frequently, in larger amount of food

  • Sleep earlier

realistically, 12 midnight would be early for me.

  • Drink more water

less coffee, doctor said. Too bad caffeine is my blood type.

  • Finish Data Gathering.

Being too busy caused me this.

When Love Arrives

Saw this beautiful word poetry on youtube. I’m not really into poetry but I sure am not numb to not appreciate this. And Sarah Kay and Phil Kaye put my disorganized thoughts about love into beautiful words. Here are my favorite lines:

Love is not what you are expecting. Love is not what you can predict. Maybe love is in New York City already asleep. You are in California, Australia, wide awake. Maybe love is always in the wrong timezone.

Maybe love is not ready for you. Maybe you are not ready for love. Maybe love just isn’t the marrying type.

Maybe love is only there for a month. Maybe love stays. Maybe love can’t. Maybe love shouldn’t.

Love arrives exactly when love is supposed to and love leaves exactly when love must.

When love arrives, say, “Welcome. Make yourself comfortable.” If love leaves, ask her to leave the door open behind her. Turn off the music. Listen to the quiet. Whisper, “Thank you for stopping by.”

I found a copy of the full poem here

Billy’s 20th (a.k.a. The Weekend I was Supposed to be Studying)

JULY 14, 2012

I stayed in the dorm Friday night, no plans of coming home cause I’ve been meaning to study for an org. chem quiz for Monday. But Satuday afternoon, I got a text being invited to dinner at Billy’s, which was also in Malabon. I couldn’t say no to a birthday girl, and to people I haven’t seen recently- high school buddies; so I left the dorm immediately.

The Penacerrada residence has a HUGE mirror in their living room

Billy’s niece, Sam. She’s super kulit and adorable :)

Kim, trying out a blazer from Hug for her work. After a while of convincing to buy, she did. :))

Meet Sam. This kid is the definition of hyper that night.

Birthday girl and her bro :)

HAPPY TREE FRIENDS! :D Gahd I really missed them! High school was bearable cause of them. :)

The following is my favorite part of that night.

Have I mentioned this post could also be entitled, “Kim’s first drink”?

hahaha

Epic faces.