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When I was 20, I thought I'd have my whole life figured out at 25. I thought I'd be married to the love of my life at 28. I thought I'd have my own family, and living the life at 30.

Life Lately: Knee (re)cap


So this is a photo of my post-op x-ray taken last week when I had my follow up check up.

Spring in full swing


Just sharing with you some photos and a few updates.

Spontaneous Fishing Trip

Do I ever learn?


It was raining and I was on my way to our classroom. The hallways were flooded but my wet feet don’t seem to mind. “I’m almost there” I muttered under my breath. I saw one familiar face, an old teacher who I can’t remember the name, sweeping the water out of the hallway but I didn’t mind her as I passed by. Not that I’m a snob but because I was too shy to say hello. “There it is,” I told myself as I came near the room. Whoops. I thought I was late for class but I guess I was wrong because there were only three people in the room.  Where's everyone else? It must be because of the weather that the others were not around yet. “Hello.” I greeted them as I went in. It was Lencie and D (I can’t mention her real name because we don’t talk to each other anymore) and one guy that I can't remember who. “Hi Yaniee! I already contacted our interviewee and she agreed to talk to us at 9 AM, on Friday.” D cheerfully said as I sat down. “Oh okay,” I answered back. So, we are doing this thing again. This thing where we get other people involved in one of our school projects and wait... Friday morning? That means we’re going out of class. Hmm, maybe I should go a little early so I can buy the group some Jollibee for snacks. Are burgers okay?... I thought as my eyes surveyed the room and my mind continued to wander elsewhere.

Looking back


It can be quite thought-provoking when you are left alone most of the time. And since I can't make future plans explicitly because it is uncertain when my knee will heal, all I'm left with is reminiscing and letting nostalgia consume me in ways that are making me feel both a little sad and happy.

This too shall pass.


It’s almost three months since I had my accident and on most days, where I'm alone at home, I sit and wonder what would I be doing if I didn’t have the accident? Where would I be? 

How To Really Know Someone : Vol III


So I got bored and answered 8 more.

A convertible car and Matcha powder


 It was nighttime, and there’s three of us riding a convertible car. I don’t know where we were headed. I just know we’re in for a ride. One friend of mine is driving, then there’s us, at the backseat. We were happily exchanging silly jokes about each other and singing along random songs playing on the radio. I was happy and scared at the same time. I just don’t exactly know why. But I didn’t seem to care because I was with you. Then out of nowhere, you offered me a Matcha powder. You asked me to take it and help myself. And you told me you’ll have some with me. I looked at you weirdly and you gave me the smile that you always give when you're up to something. But since I trust you, I grinned and took the powder to my mouth. You did the same.

Life lately: Watchlist


Imagine me making this blog post on Valentine's Day, with a glass of champagne on my bedside table, and simultaneously listening to a bunch of sappy love songs on Spotify. I don't even know why I decided to drink a glass of champagne today, but I just feel like I want to.  Coincidentally, today also marks the third week of me being temporarily disabled since the accident. And reality check? Fortunately, my sanity is still intact.

Worst day of my life


I always take pride in being healthy. Healthy in the sense that I rarely get sick, and when I do, it’s just the usual headache, coughs and colds. I’ve never been so sick enough to get hospitalized or operated. 

And then in the morning of January 24 — the thing I feared the most happened. 

A kiss.


"Write."

It was one fine evening and they are sitting together on a rooftop while looking at the stars one night. She lit his cigarette and uttered the word which sounded more of a demand than a request.

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