getting a new tumblr. it's been real...
shit just got real. med school is running away...
For some reason...
I feel so old, yet I know I’m still a youngin’ with so much more to experience. Losing my “Freshmen” status kind of sucks in some ways.
maybe next semester
I hate the feeling that i’m the only one with common sense in this household, and the only one with enough courage to speak up.
I sadly had to teach myself to never expect the most out of people, even friends. Having friends cause disappointment is one of the worst feelings. Being a victim of such letdowns one too many times can only force a person to be skeptical of others. Even with this mindset, however, i’ll still bend over backwards for most people. I’ll keep my word, put others before myself, and fill...
going to make a new flickr.
as a start to doing new and productive things as my winter vacation is dying away. action-packed, unforgettable, fun-ass, bomb-ass Winter Break FAIL.
i need to
wake up and smell the 5-hour energy or something. my days are ridiculously unproductive and bleh..
-get that maglalatik/coconuts bod; cause i really should have it for the show -purchase a new DSLR camera; don’t care what my mom says -rid my closet of unused, old, unwanted clothes by donating/selling -completely clean&rearrange my room -train for my youtube stardom… heh heh -read everyday, possibly finish 4+ books -learn photoshop/digital editing -step up my photography...
I visited SI Tech. today and i found myself running to, jumping on, and hugging people. It felt nice, especially since 6 months ago i was eager to escape from those hallways. I can’t wait to see everyone and bask in sentimental goodness.
it’s been a while since the last time i said “the hell with it!” and ended up doing something spontaneous… and in the end, was glad i made the right, random choice.
…if people change or we, as their friends, start to see something that was always hidden or if maybe we just get used to how things just are and forget to prepare ourselves for how thing will become. expected.
at least in it’s materialistic connotation. it’s kind of surprising how Black Friday and just the average Holiday sense of gift taking, hasn’t activated my sense of ‘want’. everyone always feels compelled to want more material things when the Christmas season comes crawling around. & usually i have no problem breaking out my post-it notes and jotting down a...
waiting on Good Karma to do it’s thing right about now…
A photograph is usually looked at - seldom looked into.– Ansel Adams (via kari-shma)
as a regular human being in today’s lethargic society, I demand instant improved results! i actually took quality time out to enrich my neglected mind muscles, in order to do well on a quiz, and still managed to get the same score when i barely studied. now i’m at the stage where i either decide to maintain the same study habits (give up) or take advantage of this minor letdown and...
Don’t live down to expectations. Go out there and do something remarkable.– Wendy Wasserstein (via kari-shma)
needing a ferry ride
i’m filled with so much self-inflicted frustration. i can’t help but to blame an arbitrary source, but i’m slowly convincing myself to believe the truth - that i’m the one to blame. all of my hard work on breaking ‘bad’ habits, ideas, and perspectives seems to be rotting away. my new and improved ‘good’ habits have become less instinctive and more of...
Don’t attach yourself to anyone who shows you the least bit of attention because...– Ingrid (White Oleander, 2002)
This week, after constantly retrospectively and prospectively analyzing my life as a Binghamton University student, I decided to not screw myself over later on in my college career. It’s about time I (and every other lazy student) stop using the generically fabricated excuses that “supposedly push us” off our path to success. As I answered question after question on...
if there’s actually a difference between achieving a goal by yourself, with no shortcuts, minor complaints, and determination for a feeling of self-accomplishment… OR… achieving the same goal by cheating, taking the easy way out, manipulating others, and with determination to outcompete the rest.
i had the strength to act on my realization of certain self-aqcuired faults and bad habits. it’s one thing to know what i’m doing wrong, but it’s a whole new, more difficult situation to actually do something about it. i feel like it’s this awkward nostalgic feeling - i just keep thinking of home: new york city. i’m motivated to build good intentions but uninspired to...
My Modest Proposal.
1, 2, 3, 4 … uhh i kind of forgot how many people i’ve encountered who insist on staying somewhere, where they’re clearly, obviously, ‘you-gotta-be-fucking-retarded-to-not-notice’ NOT WANTED. If only i could understand where they’re reasons are coming from… is there some sort of undiscovered disease affecting their thought process? I personally, feel that...
Tonight my taxi driver, who is an old Russian(?) man, played korean pop songs and blasted it. This makes me like Binghamton just a little bit more. *note to self* - NEVER go to Walmart late at night without someone driving ever again
My mom told me to go to church at Binghamton. She asked me if I’ve prayed recently. My response to both were - no. Ten years in Catholic school - having religion class, going to mass during school, and being surrounded in a Catholic environment - has allowed me to build a strong faith. Four years in public school and truly experiencing diversity - of culture, tradition, perspectives, and...
Maybe our old wounds teach us something. They remind us where we’ve been and...– Grey’s Anatomy (via kari-shma)
my tumblr rule
what goes on tumblr SHOULD stay on tumblr
and as my face turns from the wall to my screaming alarm clock, i see the small but noticeable blinking notification light on my cellphone. - one missed call and two text messages - while my eyes drifted over the reluctant words my mother typed, my titanium jar of emotions collapsed, shattered into a million pieces. my initial reaction wasn’t of the typical sadness, but of complete...
all my new PALs
Philippine American League - a family built with smaller quirky “families”… literally. Attending the second GIM led me to meeting my awesome, outrageous, caring PAL parents. It seems that we’re meant to be a family since I’m overqualified for their “child” criteria while they surpass my older brother/sister criteria. Unlike with most people I’ve met...
“ok duede I’m good …. me and g are gooood ok. Don’t worrb. Ok6” “hey girlie wtf.. I’m mcf fuckerx upppp.. male naphie girlz I areuck upa!” “Most of the girls here, I feel are FRIED!! ,lmao” “Lmao yo just let. Them get it in?!” “Lmao nahh iu feel the same djude. . I’m peeing like craZyyyy” “I need...
And the party begins?
So… I must admit that i have fallen under the “college party-life” spell. It has me juggling my academic and social needs, and right now partying seems to be calmly resting on the top of my list. But i’m still proud that my partying is on a controlled level, unlike some freshies around here. The college experience only comes once… Yeah, i know, but doing...
Okay. It's Time
to stop being a lazy mo’fucker like i was 2nd term of senior year. I usually feel compelled to work diligently on academics when i constantly see others around me acting so studious. But recently, that instinctive feeling doesn’t flow throughout my body as much as it used to. I just experience a split-second notion on doing schoolwork, then a second later, my head’s filled with...
Time seems to pass so swiftly, but instead of mourning over the time ticking away, i’m enjoying every moment and just “going with the flow.” Although my days could have been more productive, I’m grateful for everything that happened - from epic journeys on the road to calm people-watching sessions in Manhattan.
thoughts of a fresh college student. page 1
Walking in with a tremendous cluster of expectations could only lead to an anticlimatic letdown or complete satisfaction. The moment I opened the car door and walked on the ground of an unknown, but intriguing territory, I knew what I had to do. I needed to walk with more confidence, speak with more personality, and act with more passion. And during the first week, I can proudly say that I have...
people, places, and things. I want to find inspiration through new people, ideas, and perspectives; while inspiring others to do the same.
_Written on the plane_ On this dragged out, dull aerial adventure, I’ve encountered a loss of words for those who play important roles in my life. Since five hours passed, I thought I should spend some of this fifteen hour flight productively by finally writing my letters to people. As I wrote, however, I found myself writing empty sentences - without thinking, feeling, or knowing...
Yeah. I'm excited
to come home from a long, surely needed vacation; filter through hundreds of pictures and videos, reminiscing on freshly made memories; eat the heftyness of American food; drive the hilly roads of SI; reabsorb that nyc groove; go shopping for college/dorms; party it up with friends & spend time with the family. It’s time to savor what’s left & prepare for a new chapter in my...
On that Hong Kong groove...
It’s only natural to initally feel ‘homesick’ when staying in another country, with a twelve hour difference, slower but more steady pace, heavy language barrier, & different people. After a full week, I know I’ll be able to enjoy the great experience ahead of me. This first week was a good start to an unforgettable summer. I’ve done so much already, but...