Biyernes, Hulyo 13, 2012

corridors to highway



A few days ago, I was in school,walking down the hallway, I see young people of my age and then I realize that just a few montahs ago, we were in this situation. We used to sit on the corridors, reading, reviewing, and cramming our notes. Everyone was so busy, all we talked about was school, the things we need to do, our requirements, our projects, our instructors, how difficult it was, how amazing and tiring our experiences and most especially when are we going to have our vacation!! Now that we are graduates, most of us have barely anything to do. This is again yet another period of adjustment, a time for fresh graduates like me, to know what we really want, to have a contingency plan, with whatever we are about to pursue and to explore the world and expose ourselves towards the new chapter of our lives.

 Since I had to complete a few more hours in school, I was attending classes with the graduating class . At first, I felt so lazy going to class in view of the fact that I thought it was going to be boring. In class, I was listening to the Instructor, not because I was interested with the topic, but because I wanted to assess myself, whether I’ve learned something from school..... Most students will complain about their instructors being so strict, giving difficult quizzes and giving an immense bulk of the subject matter. Surprisingly, I remember a lot (not what I expected!) Going through these classes again made me realize that, indeed I have learned so many things, I never thought that I could grasp a great amount of information, I still remember most of the topics that they taught us and now I am very much thankful to all our teachers who have been patient and intense in training us. And though I may have seen my college life as the most tragic event in my whole existence, I’m still grateful to what I have learned and experienced. For me the greatest part of college was being close to my group mates slash&or classmates, we supported each other and we had good memories together. All of them knew how much I wanted to get out of college; they know how much I dint like our course. Now that it’s over, all will serve as good memory, and now it’s time for me to discovr my potentials and what I really want.



At the veranda, I met a girl and her name is Irish, she is a freshman in the school of nursing. First thing she asked was “is it difficult?”  Well, most people would really ask that since our college was known to have high standards. I told her that, it depends upon the person, no matter how hard you are working and you don’t like what you are doing, everything would be like a burden and it gets worse, feeling like every day is a torture. On the other hand, if you like what you are doing, no matter how hard it is, you would still enjoy, making it seem like everything is so easy thus putting aside all the difficulties you have gone through.



On school days, we were allowed to wear the most “decent” street clothes. Before, I used to wear high heels in school, even if our classroom is at the 5th floor, even more so there were no elevators in the building. I always have fun dressing up, even if it takes me hours in the morning, luckily, I still manage to be very early in school.  There were times that I felt like, whenever I wear something very different,( maybe I’m  just imagining this but) I think people are scrutinizing me, but this didn’t stop me. I know I couldn’t please everyone, but at least I tried and I was able to show myself through what I am wearing. In times, I can go from absolutely “girly”, matching it with sky high heels to absolutely “simple/dancer/boyish” type, pairing it off with good old sneakers. Like in the photo, I’m wearing black jeans, white printed shirt, a white standing collar jacket and my super high cut sneakers. With this outfit, we are sure to look like tough girls who are ready to kick some A*S ;) 

Huwebes, Hulyo 12, 2012

first step



with Lorraine
Hi everyone! I am Louise, 21 years old from the Philippines and it is my very first time to make a blog. I am so excited to share my experiences and thoughts to everyone. My blogs would be mostly about ME, places I hangout, food, CLOTHES, friends and the different people I meet. At first I wasn’t sure whether to try and make a blog, and yes! here it is… I’m starting one… My first blog is about how I decided to go through with this. Yesterday, I was on my way home, when I was near my place, I saw this girl and I wouldn’t forget her and her group mates, since they were the ones who helped me get a hold of my very last needed case on delivery, which I needed to complete my requirements. (By the way I am a fresh graduate of nursing and I am proud to say that I survived the four difficult years of college. I struggled a lot in Nursing since I wanted to take up a different course, but I could say that it is very much fulfilling to be able to finish it.) Back to what I was saying, so as soon as I got out of the cab, I approached her and ask her if she could take a picture of me. I was thinking maybe this person thinks I am weird but I explained to her what I was planning to do….and here it is, my very own blog. Anyway her name is Lorraine she is also a student nurse and is now in 4th year college, I was just so lucky that day that even if I was a student from a different school, she and her group mates cooperated with me and agreed to work with me to complete my requirements. We were all on 11-7 shift, and throughout that night, only one patient was on labor, the clock was ticking fast, when 5am arrived I was losing hope. I was thinking that my chance of getting the case grew smaller and smaller..Until around 6:50am the mother had constant contractions and eventually gave birth. I was so happy at that time I felt free, I felt like I have accomplished my journey of four years in college. I am very thankful to this group of people, who had helped me and dint leave me even if their duty was over. They stayed with me and helped me wrap things up in the delivery room. The exhaustion was all worth it, I just wanted to jump and scream. I really felt jittery. I survived that day!

The “people” I meet became a main idea as an inspiration to my blog, because I can see how they contribute and play a role in my life. Now I see life as a movie.. I am playing the “lead role” and it wouldn’t all be complete, creative and interesting, without the people who are playing the “minor roles”. I am just trying to say that, these people were merely strangers to me, but with a simple circumstance, made them all unforgettable. It’s great to meet so many different people, we may not appreciate everyone, but at least we still get to learn from them. Everyone has a movie of their own, everyone plays a role, it just depends on you how you are going to deliver your lines, how you interact with the characters and how you are going to bring it to life.


Life here in Baguio City is simple and convenient, yet one of the most wearisome things to do is choosing the clothes to wear. Because of the constantly changing weather, in a day, it can vary from sunny, to breezy and rainy. While we are experiencing the rainy season, I chose to go with leather low cut boots, tight jeans, baggy sleeveless and a black jacket. With this outfit, I can adjust easily from a breezy rainy outfit, to a cool sunny get up.