Change Happens
They Keep Moving The Cheese
Anticipate Change
Get Ready For The Cheese To Move
Monitor Change
Smell The Cheese Often So You Know When It Is Getting Old
Adapt To Change Quickly
The Quicker You Let Go Of Old Cheese, The Sooner You Can Enjoy New Cheese
Change
Move With The Cheese
Enjoy Change!
Savor The Adventure And Enjoy The Taste Of New Cheese!
Be Ready To Change Quickly And Enjoy It Again
They Keep Moving The Cheese


One year later.

Well, this is quite a surprise. I was going to make a new Tumblr account, and I used my old email to make it. But it turns out, I already made an account with it. 

Let’s see. Who am I now?

I’m a 21 year old Filipino, with short messy hair. I had a pixie cut last February, because I was bored, sad and I wanted a new look for a new life. I used to have two brothers, but I lost my youngest brother a couple of weeks ago. He was fifteen, and I miss him a lot. I know he is in a happier place now. My parents are civil, and they don’t fight as much anymore. I think.

I passed my NLE, and I’m training in the Dialysis Unit right now. I still don’t know what I’m going to do with my life. But I hope that God has better plans for me.

I have recovered from last year’s heartbreak. Though we sort of got back together for a while, but it didn’t last long. Anyway, it’s better this way. I guess at this point of my life, it would be much better if I would be on my own for a while.

I learned a lot this year. I learned about what things really matter in life, and who my real friends are. I sincerely hope I can make a fresh start. I refuse to let life’s hardships bring me down.


This is me now.

I’m a twenty year old Filipino, with messy shoulder-length hair. I have two brothers, one is a 16 year old who is going to have his prom soon, and another is a thirteen year old with cerebral palsy. I have a mother and a father who have an on again, off again relationship. Right now, I don’t have any idea if they are on again, or off again. But dad is in Manila right now, and I can reach him by texting him, at least.

I just graduated from Nursing. A course that I love to hate, but like nonetheless. I’m going to take my board exam in December, and my review is going to start in a week’s time. After that, I have no idea where I’ll go, but I take comfort in the fact that I have options.

Right now I don’t have a boyfriend, or a fling or whatever form of pseudo-love. I’m still recovering from my last pseudo-relationship, which left me very much broken hearted. Sadly, some things cannot be fixed, among which are illicit love affairs and apparently, broken hymens.

Things are kind of a mess right now, but a wee bit better than before, at least.