2 more weeks

I can’t believe it flew by so fast. Two more weeks of clinical internship, a month of thesis, and graduation, here I come. 

Two more weeks and I promise I will get my healthy lifestyle back—eating right, working out, getting enough sleep, and just plain taking care of myself.

Two more weeks. :)

@2 months ago
#personal #thoughts #internship 

Running sensations

The first 2 kilometers of a run is gruesome and aggravating, but the kilometers thereafter is just exhilarating. :> Endorphin rush! :D

I have never been a runner; I’m more of the Insanity type of workout person. But ever since I’ve been diagnosed with vertigo, I found something that I think I can actually work with and learn to love. The early mornings where, as I go further in my run (passing the same route again and again), I see the whole world start to wake up as well, slowly. I can’t describe the feeling it gives me, but it’s a really nice feeling.

You see how you’re actually just one aspect of the world yet you’re actually significant. Everyone’s significant. And they all go on with their lives.

I can’t describe it. All I know is, I love it.

@5 months ago with 1 note
#running #training #exercise #workout #vertigo #personal #thoughts 

Working out.

Working out takes dedication. There are days where I feel like I just want to lay in bed or do anything but the workout. Today felt like that. But I had to push myself.

I need to work out as much as possible when I have the time. Majors don’t really help my situation. I want to change my life. I want to be able to where things I want to wear without people looking at me like I’m a pig trying to fit into clothes that are supposedly meant for skinny girls only. God, there was this gay guy looking at me like that in the mall earlier. I felt annoyed and pissed at that moment, but then I turned that into my motivation to work out.

I finished my workout and it felt good. I only do 25 minute workouts and I know I should do them daily because, duh, they’re just 25 minutes. But it’s a lot harder than it seems. So pushing yourself is the key. Imagine, how all this hard work would turn into something worth it and beautiful in the end. That’s what I do during the workout when I feel like quitting. Then, after the push, it is worth all the energy you put into it. 

@1 year ago with 1 note
#working out #push #weight loss #workouts #Thoughts 

BEWARE of seizures…

What I learned in our MRL class yesterday was that anyone is susceptible to seizures. Especially those who are:

  1. 15 - 20 years of age (college students, here in the Philippines)
  2. Sleep-deprived (especially if you’re from UP Manila’s white colleges)
  3. Stressed (I think any college gives this to students)
  4. Not eating well (Stress and exhaustion tends to make students either have no time to eat at all or eat unhealthy junk food for comfort food)

THEREFORE. I conclude. College wants to kill us all… Or at least give us seizures, that is.

@1 year ago with 1 note
#college #Thoughts #seizures #speech pathology #MRL #CAMP #UP Manila #stress #statistics #FACT 

Friday Night Out? I need a life.

It’s a Friday night, nearly a Saturday morning, the parents are asleep and I, all alone in my room, am just pondering, Will this be my life in the future???

I have three siblings, an older brother, an older sister, and a younger brother. They’re all out somewhere enjoying the “Friday Night Out” as we call it and I’m all alone. It all seems so dramatic, but all I can really think of right now is:

OMG. I might end up like this in the future when all of them are married and I’m still single and living in my parents’ house. 


Why is it that all my siblings have a life and/or has someone in their lives?Maybe it’s cause I’m fat and ugly? Ugh. The world and its standards. OR.

Maybe I should think of finding someone. HAHAHAHA. Right. I’d rather find my place in the world first. I NEED A LIFE. :))

@1 year ago with 2 notes
#I need a life #siblings #single #fat and ugly #forever alone #Thoughts 

Nole, my number one. :>

Why is Novak Djokovic the tennis idol of my life?

I’ve been planning to write a note about this but then I only found time now. :)) And it’s actually very timely.

Djokovic-Murray Semis

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@2 years ago with 2 notes
#Novak Djokovic #tennis #Australian Open #sports #thoughts 

Speech Pathology

Speech Pathology. What is speech pathology? Many people actually have no idea what that is. It’s a profession. A future profession of mine, maybe. And whenever they ask me what course I’m taking up in college, I tell them that. And their response? Ano un? (What’s that?)

It’s funny, the responses I get from people. It’s very diverse. Some would just say, “Ahhh.” just to show that they get what it is, but obviously, they don’t. Some would try to clarify, and they’ll be all like, “So you’re going to pursue your theatrical dreams?” or “So you won’t pursue medicine anymore?” Some think it’s some sort of English course, or something related to public communication. Well, I think maybe it’s the word speech in it.

To be honest, I never heard of it until I started filling up application forms for college during my senior year in high school. And I was uncertain of what I was going to take up for my pre-medical course. I’ve always trusted that the University of the Philippines would give top-notch education in the medical field, so I wanted to get into UP Manila. However, I had no idea what pre-med I should take.

Everyone says that Biology would be the best pre-med. My parents warned me, however, that if I decide not to study anymore after graduating from my first course, I would end up teaching with that course. I’m not degrading teachers or anything, but to be honest, it’s hard to make a career out of teaching. You would need doctorates and all kinds of titles to have a good paying job. So they told me to take a course that could give me a job that can almost be as prestigious as being a doctor.

SO. What is speech pathology? It’s SPEECH THERAPY, basically. We, as future speech pathologists, would go hand in hand with other medical professions. See? It’s in the medical field. So I can still become a doctor. We would work with physical and occupational therapists in helping those who’ve lost specific abilities gain them back. In speech therapy, we get to help those who have gone through strokes and have a hard time speaking. We help persons with disabilities and special needs express themselves. 

Our scope: COMMUNICATION AND SWALLOWING

Yes, swallowing. :)) Because there are certain people who have dysphagia, a problem in swallowing where their muscles are too weak to facilitate proper swallowing. Basically, the muscles for speech production and swallowing are related.

So they say, our profession would be very fulfilling. I still can’t say so for myself because I still have no idea what I will be after graduation. I do hope, that at the end of this year, I will finally come to realize the greatness of this profession. Seriously, to be honest, I don’t want to be a speech pathologist. I really really really really reeeeeaaallyyyyy want to become a surgeon. But I know that I’m in this course for a reason just because God let me pass it. And I know that whether or not I get to go to med school after, I will be happy in my future career. And IF I do practice Speech Pathology, I know God has a perfect reason why.

Right now, honestly, I haven’t achieved that peace of mind of His perfect will for me. But I do hope someday, I would really just thank Him for placing me in a course that a lot of people(those who have awareness of it) would really want to get into.

I just want to be able to endure the difficulties of my college life with passion because if you ask me where my passion level is from the time I started college, it is waaaaay down there. Ever since majors started, I have been doubting my future profession and whether or not this is for me. But as I’ve said, I know God has a purpose for everything. I still have to work on my passion for it, though. But I know I will. I’m certain of it. In His perfect time. :)

@2 years ago with 39 notes
#speech pathology #UP Manila #CAMP #college #thoughts #medical field #career 

A glimpse of who I am. :) 

I finally found some time to re-make my About Me page. Yey! Have a look into my emotional struggles as I grew up and gained weight and how I decided to finally lose the weight for good. :) 

Please, this was a really emotional part of my life. And my talking about it means I’ve broken free. No haters or negative vibes please.

@5 months ago with 1 note
#about me #personal #thoughts #emotional struggles #weight loss #fitblr #fitness #weight loss journey 

9 months. :)

Today is exactly 9 months since I started this whole lifestyle change of getting healthier, fitter, and stronger. 9 months seem like such a short time, but it 9 months, a baby can be formed, and like a new life that comes from a mother’s womb, I found a new life in this journey I have undertaken.

In 9 months, most people who go through this journey lose tons of weight, but for me, this is not the case. In these 9 months, I’ve only lost 15 pounds, but little as that number may seem compared to others, I have gained a whole lot more from my journey.

Here are some things (I’ll list down 9 to celebrate 9) I have learned in that 9 months:

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@11 months ago with 8 notes
#progress #weight loss #fitness #fitblr #9 months #learning #self love #personal #weight loss journey #thoughts 

Rain delay…

Rain delays are known to wreck momentum during tennis matches. I know this not because I’m such a good tennis player that I get to do matches that have them and all, but because I am an avid fan of Nole. ♥ And it shows how his momentum is greatly affected by these rain delays. But this post isn’t really about tennis and my love for the sport and Nole, but more of academics.

The last week has been a week of rest. The southwest wind or Hanging Habagat as we call it in our country has ruined my studying momentum. From the end of June til just before last week, I have been able to study every night and early morning to the point of only getting 3-4 hours of sleep a day. I had the momentum. But man, it is hard to get it back because of last week.

I know that everything has a purpose. And maybe God wanted me to rest a bit, but it really encouraged the lazy fool and procrastinator in me. But I do thank God for the rest He gave me, and for protecting us from the freaky rain that caused a week’s suspension of classes. It’s scary how it wasn’t even a typhoon/storm. It was just a wind that brought scary rains and ruined much of Manila. Floods were scary, but fortunately, we weren’t affected by it. Well, physically, that is. 

Ughh. I don’t even know what I’m complaining about. My momentum or the fact that I got too much rest or just having to deal with the hell of tons of make up classes ahead. Oh well. Now that I am well-rested, too well-rested I think, too much for my liking, I need to find that momentum of studying again. And what better way to find momentum again than cramming? I’ve got an exam tomorrow, a practical one. So yes, I’m supposed to know how to assess a client’s speech perception and production disorders tomorrow. And yes, I’ve only started today. 

So this is me. The real me. Candid me. The lazy procrastinator Anna. Never was a great student. Fortunately, I’ve got a great God. :>

@1 year ago
#academics #UP Manila #CAMP #Pracs #exam #procrastination #lazy #college #thoughts #rain delay #momentum #Habagat 

I’m sorry Nole. :(

So today my No. 1 bet in tennis, Nole, lost to the world No. 2, Rafa.

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@1 year ago with 2 notes
#Nole #Novak Djokovic #French Open #tennis #thoughts #sad 
Forums and Incentives. 

A picture of me and some friends at a forum in UP Manila for our PI100 class. It was a simple coming and going. 

So are the incentives given to us by our professors to attend these forums make them better? I mean I know that they make us attend so that the speakers would have an audience. But isn’t it more upsetting to have a theatre full of people that aren’t listening to a word you’re saying than to have only a small bunch of people who have their minds set solely on you and what you have to say?

I don’t know. These are just my thoughts. But if I were the one speaking, I’d rather have the handful than the theatre who doesn’t give a crap.

Forums and Incentives.

A picture of me and some friends at a forum in UP Manila for our PI100 class. It was a simple coming and going.

So are the incentives given to us by our professors to attend these forums make them better? I mean I know that they make us attend so that the speakers would have an audience. But isn’t it more upsetting to have a theatre full of people that aren’t listening to a word you’re saying than to have only a small bunch of people who have their minds set solely on you and what you have to say?

I don’t know. These are just my thoughts. But if I were the one speaking, I’d rather have the handful than the theatre who doesn’t give a crap.

@2 years ago
#college #UP Manila #CAS #forums #thoughts #little theatre #incentives 

"Ang wika ay isang pag-iisip ng bayan."

"Ang wika ay isang pag-iisip ng bayan."

—Dr. Jose Rizal, El Filibusterismo

I saw this quote on the train the other day. I don’t know, but there’s something supposedly deep about that. In English, it simply means, language is a nation’s way of thinking. But knowing the Filipino language, it may be more than what we think it means.

Honestly, I’m not very fluent with my native language. Like the Filipino kind. I know Tagalog and can speak it well, but why is it so hard to understand Filipino? And I’m pretty sure, they aren’t the same.

There is a difference between the two. From what I remember, Tagalog was originally a dialect. It even was derived from the words taga-ilog because it is less formal way of the Filipino language. But why is Tagalog the Pambansang Wika? Believe me, it confuses me as well.

It’s just sad. Everyone seeks to learn a foreign language. And most people would go for Spanish, French, or Italian. WHY? Because those languages have a romantic sound to them. In reality, Filipino does, too. If we just spoke it like how it was spoken before. With the right grammar and all, because to foreign people, Tagalog sounds like it’s just another foreign language, without the hidden romantic tone it was meant to have.

Take for instance:

Nakakalungot and nakalulungkot. They are the same, but with the repetition of one syllable altered. The first one is more commonly used. But did you know that the repeated syllable should be placed on the root word for proper grammar making the second word the right one? And the second one sounds so much more romantic. 

I know, it’s not a very clear example, because right now, I can’t think of a good sentence to stress the point of how Tagalog and Filipino sound so different from each other. And since we are so used to Tagalog, it being our Pambansang Wika, we don’t get to understand all these awesome works in literature of our authors. 

Well, basically, I wrote all this because I have to read Rizal’s articles for P.I. 100. And it’s killing me. I wish I could speak the awesome romantic language we have like a makata making it sound so easy and simple. Then, I will be able to appreciate the articles and the grammar and words used to make these timeless works of art.


@2 years ago with 38 notes
#Filipino #Language #Rizal #El Filibusterismo #PI 100 #college #thoughts #Tagalog 

Poverty and Cheekiness

Thursdays are good college days. I get off before lunch even starts. Today, I decided to go home early to TRY to get myself going with a paper I have for a subject. My ride on the train (the LRT) was uneventful and I when I got off, I went to find the usual jeep that would either take me to the entrance of my village or the area where the village is.

I was actually near my destination already when a couple of Badjao boys came on board. One was a teenager and the other was a little boy about 5 years old.

These are what they look like:

**Photo not mine. Taken from Google.

**Photo not mine. Taken from Google to show what they do.

Badjao’s are supposed to be an ethnic group in one of the major islands here, but they move to Manila because they think there are more jobs here. Sadly, they become beggars and squatters who make try to make a living by going on jeeps by passing empty envelopes in the hopes of getting some coins from the passengers. They use a couple of tin cans covered with something as little drums. They usually take young kids to make that “paawa” effect and make them do a little dance.

There was a man who, when given an envelope, gave it back immediately, but when the kid did not take it right away, he wanted to throw it at him and threw it at the floor of the jeep and stepped on it. It was really sad even though I got that cocky air from him.

But this was not what made me feel like there’s so much hate in the world. An old man came on board the jeep and sat down. The young kid went to pick up one of the envelopes thrown by another passenger and gave it to the old man. The old man immediately threw the envelope away. Seeing that his older brother/friend was not happy about it, the young boy picked it up and gave it back to the old man. The old man became furious and shouted at the kid saying, "WAG MO AKO BIBIGYAN NG BASURA AH! ANO AKO BASURERO? ANG DUMI DUMI OH!" (Don’t give me trash! What am I, a garbageman? It’s so dirty!) **I had to type in Filipino(how the old man said it) because it actually gives more emotion.

I understand that they CAN BE annoying children. I mean they ask for money when you’re trying to sleep. And it’s not really a legal thing. They’re jobless and homeless because they chose this city. But life is unfair, I get it. They just weren’t blessed with those things. I understand that people don’t want to give them money because, well, let’s admit it, the Philippines is in a state where the economy is just blah. And they need to save every single cent they have to get by. I just wish that the old man didn’t have to shout at the boy who obviously was just afraid of the older boy he was with. 

I didn’t plan on giving the boy any money because I’m saving as well. But it broke my heart how an old man who seemed so nice(he was even smiling when he got on the jeep) turned out to be so mean. Maybe he just doesn’t like children? I hope that MAYBE he was just having a bad day and the kid became the outlet of his anger or frustration. So I gave the kid 5 pesos before I got off and I really hoped that somehow, that little amount would give him enough joy to even momentarily forget about the embarrassment and hurt he got from being shouted at.

@2 years ago with 14 notes
#badjao #beggars #commuting #jeep #philippines #poor kids #poverty #today's experience #young boys #thoughts 
2 more weeks

I can’t believe it flew by so fast. Two more weeks of clinical internship, a month of thesis, and graduation, here I come. 

Two more weeks and I promise I will get my healthy lifestyle back—eating right, working out, getting enough sleep, and just plain taking care of myself.

Two more weeks. :)

2 months ago
#personal #thoughts #internship 
A glimpse of who I am. :)→

I finally found some time to re-make my About Me page. Yey! Have a look into my emotional struggles as I grew up and gained weight and how I decided to finally lose the weight for good. :) 

Please, this was a really emotional part of my life. And my talking about it means I’ve broken free. No haters or negative vibes please.

5 months ago
#about me #personal #thoughts #emotional struggles #weight loss #fitblr #fitness #weight loss journey 
Running sensations

The first 2 kilometers of a run is gruesome and aggravating, but the kilometers thereafter is just exhilarating. :> Endorphin rush! :D

I have never been a runner; I’m more of the Insanity type of workout person. But ever since I’ve been diagnosed with vertigo, I found something that I think I can actually work with and learn to love. The early mornings where, as I go further in my run (passing the same route again and again), I see the whole world start to wake up as well, slowly. I can’t describe the feeling it gives me, but it’s a really nice feeling.

You see how you’re actually just one aspect of the world yet you’re actually significant. Everyone’s significant. And they all go on with their lives.

I can’t describe it. All I know is, I love it.

5 months ago
#running #training #exercise #workout #vertigo #personal #thoughts 
9 months. :)

Today is exactly 9 months since I started this whole lifestyle change of getting healthier, fitter, and stronger. 9 months seem like such a short time, but it 9 months, a baby can be formed, and like a new life that comes from a mother’s womb, I found a new life in this journey I have undertaken.

In 9 months, most people who go through this journey lose tons of weight, but for me, this is not the case. In these 9 months, I’ve only lost 15 pounds, but little as that number may seem compared to others, I have gained a whole lot more from my journey.

Here are some things (I’ll list down 9 to celebrate 9) I have learned in that 9 months:

Read More

11 months ago
#progress #weight loss #fitness #fitblr #9 months #learning #self love #personal #weight loss journey #thoughts 
Working out.

Working out takes dedication. There are days where I feel like I just want to lay in bed or do anything but the workout. Today felt like that. But I had to push myself.

I need to work out as much as possible when I have the time. Majors don’t really help my situation. I want to change my life. I want to be able to where things I want to wear without people looking at me like I’m a pig trying to fit into clothes that are supposedly meant for skinny girls only. God, there was this gay guy looking at me like that in the mall earlier. I felt annoyed and pissed at that moment, but then I turned that into my motivation to work out.

I finished my workout and it felt good. I only do 25 minute workouts and I know I should do them daily because, duh, they’re just 25 minutes. But it’s a lot harder than it seems. So pushing yourself is the key. Imagine, how all this hard work would turn into something worth it and beautiful in the end. That’s what I do during the workout when I feel like quitting. Then, after the push, it is worth all the energy you put into it. 

1 year ago
#working out #push #weight loss #workouts #Thoughts 
Rain delay…

Rain delays are known to wreck momentum during tennis matches. I know this not because I’m such a good tennis player that I get to do matches that have them and all, but because I am an avid fan of Nole. ♥ And it shows how his momentum is greatly affected by these rain delays. But this post isn’t really about tennis and my love for the sport and Nole, but more of academics.

The last week has been a week of rest. The southwest wind or Hanging Habagat as we call it in our country has ruined my studying momentum. From the end of June til just before last week, I have been able to study every night and early morning to the point of only getting 3-4 hours of sleep a day. I had the momentum. But man, it is hard to get it back because of last week.

I know that everything has a purpose. And maybe God wanted me to rest a bit, but it really encouraged the lazy fool and procrastinator in me. But I do thank God for the rest He gave me, and for protecting us from the freaky rain that caused a week’s suspension of classes. It’s scary how it wasn’t even a typhoon/storm. It was just a wind that brought scary rains and ruined much of Manila. Floods were scary, but fortunately, we weren’t affected by it. Well, physically, that is. 

Ughh. I don’t even know what I’m complaining about. My momentum or the fact that I got too much rest or just having to deal with the hell of tons of make up classes ahead. Oh well. Now that I am well-rested, too well-rested I think, too much for my liking, I need to find that momentum of studying again. And what better way to find momentum again than cramming? I’ve got an exam tomorrow, a practical one. So yes, I’m supposed to know how to assess a client’s speech perception and production disorders tomorrow. And yes, I’ve only started today. 

So this is me. The real me. Candid me. The lazy procrastinator Anna. Never was a great student. Fortunately, I’ve got a great God. :>

1 year ago
#academics #UP Manila #CAMP #Pracs #exam #procrastination #lazy #college #thoughts #rain delay #momentum #Habagat 
BEWARE of seizures…

What I learned in our MRL class yesterday was that anyone is susceptible to seizures. Especially those who are:

  1. 15 - 20 years of age (college students, here in the Philippines)
  2. Sleep-deprived (especially if you’re from UP Manila’s white colleges)
  3. Stressed (I think any college gives this to students)
  4. Not eating well (Stress and exhaustion tends to make students either have no time to eat at all or eat unhealthy junk food for comfort food)

THEREFORE. I conclude. College wants to kill us all… Or at least give us seizures, that is.

1 year ago
#college #Thoughts #seizures #speech pathology #MRL #CAMP #UP Manila #stress #statistics #FACT 
I’m sorry Nole. :(

So today my No. 1 bet in tennis, Nole, lost to the world No. 2, Rafa.

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1 year ago
#Nole #Novak Djokovic #French Open #tennis #thoughts #sad 
Friday Night Out? I need a life.

It’s a Friday night, nearly a Saturday morning, the parents are asleep and I, all alone in my room, am just pondering, Will this be my life in the future???

I have three siblings, an older brother, an older sister, and a younger brother. They’re all out somewhere enjoying the “Friday Night Out” as we call it and I’m all alone. It all seems so dramatic, but all I can really think of right now is:

OMG. I might end up like this in the future when all of them are married and I’m still single and living in my parents’ house. 


Why is it that all my siblings have a life and/or has someone in their lives?Maybe it’s cause I’m fat and ugly? Ugh. The world and its standards. OR.

Maybe I should think of finding someone. HAHAHAHA. Right. I’d rather find my place in the world first. I NEED A LIFE. :))

1 year ago
#I need a life #siblings #single #fat and ugly #forever alone #Thoughts 
Forums and Incentives. 

A picture of me and some friends at a forum in UP Manila for our PI100 class. It was a simple coming and going. 

So are the incentives given to us by our professors to attend these forums make them better? I mean I know that they make us attend so that the speakers would have an audience. But isn’t it more upsetting to have a theatre full of people that aren’t listening to a word you’re saying than to have only a small bunch of people who have their minds set solely on you and what you have to say?

I don’t know. These are just my thoughts. But if I were the one speaking, I’d rather have the handful than the theatre who doesn’t give a crap.
2 years ago
#college #UP Manila #CAS #forums #thoughts #little theatre #incentives 
Nole, my number one. :>

Why is Novak Djokovic the tennis idol of my life?

I’ve been planning to write a note about this but then I only found time now. :)) And it’s actually very timely.

Djokovic-Murray Semis

Read More

2 years ago
#Novak Djokovic #tennis #Australian Open #sports #thoughts 
"Ang wika ay isang pag-iisip ng bayan."

"Ang wika ay isang pag-iisip ng bayan."

—Dr. Jose Rizal, El Filibusterismo

I saw this quote on the train the other day. I don’t know, but there’s something supposedly deep about that. In English, it simply means, language is a nation’s way of thinking. But knowing the Filipino language, it may be more than what we think it means.

Honestly, I’m not very fluent with my native language. Like the Filipino kind. I know Tagalog and can speak it well, but why is it so hard to understand Filipino? And I’m pretty sure, they aren’t the same.

There is a difference between the two. From what I remember, Tagalog was originally a dialect. It even was derived from the words taga-ilog because it is less formal way of the Filipino language. But why is Tagalog the Pambansang Wika? Believe me, it confuses me as well.

It’s just sad. Everyone seeks to learn a foreign language. And most people would go for Spanish, French, or Italian. WHY? Because those languages have a romantic sound to them. In reality, Filipino does, too. If we just spoke it like how it was spoken before. With the right grammar and all, because to foreign people, Tagalog sounds like it’s just another foreign language, without the hidden romantic tone it was meant to have.

Take for instance:

Nakakalungot and nakalulungkot. They are the same, but with the repetition of one syllable altered. The first one is more commonly used. But did you know that the repeated syllable should be placed on the root word for proper grammar making the second word the right one? And the second one sounds so much more romantic. 

I know, it’s not a very clear example, because right now, I can’t think of a good sentence to stress the point of how Tagalog and Filipino sound so different from each other. And since we are so used to Tagalog, it being our Pambansang Wika, we don’t get to understand all these awesome works in literature of our authors. 

Well, basically, I wrote all this because I have to read Rizal’s articles for P.I. 100. And it’s killing me. I wish I could speak the awesome romantic language we have like a makata making it sound so easy and simple. Then, I will be able to appreciate the articles and the grammar and words used to make these timeless works of art.


2 years ago
#Filipino #Language #Rizal #El Filibusterismo #PI 100 #college #thoughts #Tagalog 
Speech Pathology

Speech Pathology. What is speech pathology? Many people actually have no idea what that is. It’s a profession. A future profession of mine, maybe. And whenever they ask me what course I’m taking up in college, I tell them that. And their response? Ano un? (What’s that?)

It’s funny, the responses I get from people. It’s very diverse. Some would just say, “Ahhh.” just to show that they get what it is, but obviously, they don’t. Some would try to clarify, and they’ll be all like, “So you’re going to pursue your theatrical dreams?” or “So you won’t pursue medicine anymore?” Some think it’s some sort of English course, or something related to public communication. Well, I think maybe it’s the word speech in it.

To be honest, I never heard of it until I started filling up application forms for college during my senior year in high school. And I was uncertain of what I was going to take up for my pre-medical course. I’ve always trusted that the University of the Philippines would give top-notch education in the medical field, so I wanted to get into UP Manila. However, I had no idea what pre-med I should take.

Everyone says that Biology would be the best pre-med. My parents warned me, however, that if I decide not to study anymore after graduating from my first course, I would end up teaching with that course. I’m not degrading teachers or anything, but to be honest, it’s hard to make a career out of teaching. You would need doctorates and all kinds of titles to have a good paying job. So they told me to take a course that could give me a job that can almost be as prestigious as being a doctor.

SO. What is speech pathology? It’s SPEECH THERAPY, basically. We, as future speech pathologists, would go hand in hand with other medical professions. See? It’s in the medical field. So I can still become a doctor. We would work with physical and occupational therapists in helping those who’ve lost specific abilities gain them back. In speech therapy, we get to help those who have gone through strokes and have a hard time speaking. We help persons with disabilities and special needs express themselves. 

Our scope: COMMUNICATION AND SWALLOWING

Yes, swallowing. :)) Because there are certain people who have dysphagia, a problem in swallowing where their muscles are too weak to facilitate proper swallowing. Basically, the muscles for speech production and swallowing are related.

So they say, our profession would be very fulfilling. I still can’t say so for myself because I still have no idea what I will be after graduation. I do hope, that at the end of this year, I will finally come to realize the greatness of this profession. Seriously, to be honest, I don’t want to be a speech pathologist. I really really really really reeeeeaaallyyyyy want to become a surgeon. But I know that I’m in this course for a reason just because God let me pass it. And I know that whether or not I get to go to med school after, I will be happy in my future career. And IF I do practice Speech Pathology, I know God has a perfect reason why.

Right now, honestly, I haven’t achieved that peace of mind of His perfect will for me. But I do hope someday, I would really just thank Him for placing me in a course that a lot of people(those who have awareness of it) would really want to get into.

I just want to be able to endure the difficulties of my college life with passion because if you ask me where my passion level is from the time I started college, it is waaaaay down there. Ever since majors started, I have been doubting my future profession and whether or not this is for me. But as I’ve said, I know God has a purpose for everything. I still have to work on my passion for it, though. But I know I will. I’m certain of it. In His perfect time. :)

2 years ago
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Poverty and Cheekiness

Thursdays are good college days. I get off before lunch even starts. Today, I decided to go home early to TRY to get myself going with a paper I have for a subject. My ride on the train (the LRT) was uneventful and I when I got off, I went to find the usual jeep that would either take me to the entrance of my village or the area where the village is.

I was actually near my destination already when a couple of Badjao boys came on board. One was a teenager and the other was a little boy about 5 years old.

These are what they look like:

**Photo not mine. Taken from Google.

**Photo not mine. Taken from Google to show what they do.

Badjao’s are supposed to be an ethnic group in one of the major islands here, but they move to Manila because they think there are more jobs here. Sadly, they become beggars and squatters who make try to make a living by going on jeeps by passing empty envelopes in the hopes of getting some coins from the passengers. They use a couple of tin cans covered with something as little drums. They usually take young kids to make that “paawa” effect and make them do a little dance.

There was a man who, when given an envelope, gave it back immediately, but when the kid did not take it right away, he wanted to throw it at him and threw it at the floor of the jeep and stepped on it. It was really sad even though I got that cocky air from him.

But this was not what made me feel like there’s so much hate in the world. An old man came on board the jeep and sat down. The young kid went to pick up one of the envelopes thrown by another passenger and gave it to the old man. The old man immediately threw the envelope away. Seeing that his older brother/friend was not happy about it, the young boy picked it up and gave it back to the old man. The old man became furious and shouted at the kid saying, "WAG MO AKO BIBIGYAN NG BASURA AH! ANO AKO BASURERO? ANG DUMI DUMI OH!" (Don’t give me trash! What am I, a garbageman? It’s so dirty!) **I had to type in Filipino(how the old man said it) because it actually gives more emotion.

I understand that they CAN BE annoying children. I mean they ask for money when you’re trying to sleep. And it’s not really a legal thing. They’re jobless and homeless because they chose this city. But life is unfair, I get it. They just weren’t blessed with those things. I understand that people don’t want to give them money because, well, let’s admit it, the Philippines is in a state where the economy is just blah. And they need to save every single cent they have to get by. I just wish that the old man didn’t have to shout at the boy who obviously was just afraid of the older boy he was with. 

I didn’t plan on giving the boy any money because I’m saving as well. But it broke my heart how an old man who seemed so nice(he was even smiling when he got on the jeep) turned out to be so mean. Maybe he just doesn’t like children? I hope that MAYBE he was just having a bad day and the kid became the outlet of his anger or frustration. So I gave the kid 5 pesos before I got off and I really hoped that somehow, that little amount would give him enough joy to even momentarily forget about the embarrassment and hurt he got from being shouted at.

2 years ago
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