Monday, December 31, 2012

Iiwanan Kitang Tumatawa

Let me start by saying that 2012 was a very difficult year BUT---

Then, the list will continue why I will highlight this three-letter word to further describe the year that has been full of shit-pulling but nevertheless middle-finger-pointing worthy moments of triumphs…

My words are harsh and will be harsh but then again, this will be somehow be the mood of our year-end special. Full of intrigues and something to go-figure and laugh about…

First, as we all particularly know my 2012 started abnormally…

Oh well, not a lot of people get to welcome a year on a rooftop, seeing fireworks, the skies and the moon plus only around 14 people who by the way the only citizen of the world you have seen so far because basically you are all locked up in a social aquarium. Please do add as well, a handful of cameramen and lights men who are all either wearing bonnet or mask.

Three hundred sixty five and one-fourth days back, why did we end up on the rooftop?

Yeah, we won the weekly battle of counting down the remaining hours of 2011 with the use of pure instinct… what I mean is, we have to predict when will the clock strike 12 midnight with the use of any improvised device to count time sans the use of any clock or timer…

How is that terrible? Very terrible – imagine, waiting for the day to be consumed… But how are we more marvellous? Well, we were near perfect as we were just actually 55-minutes advanced to predicting it zero-in… *talk about human perfection* and so, we ended up on top of that building spitting greetings to the world how happy we were to finally see the skies, breathe air and celebrate New Year, the housemates’ way! ***Yeah boi!***

It was fantastic!

After a little month more, I finally went out and it was all good.

Oh, well perhaps before I’ve got to read all their social network bashes…

It was a little bit frustrating but then when you're going to look at it, I should be ready for those predicaments and I think it was all relatively fine. Funny but thanks to the guy named Sigmund for saying that it was all a part of anal-development residual behavior… I could share a lot of screen captures but there’s this one who really was a perfect example, one that was written by oh well, a fellow Negrense and I’d long to meet her. Too bad, I am so not a fan of the cyber crime law…

Huya man ta sa yawyaw :-)
Tani nag audition siya sa PBB...
Amo ni ya nag tuod na basher complete name ang ginasulat... and no holds barred

NOTE: I have to erase her name and the people involve for 'her' safety. 

Nan?! Teh? Maano ka d? Haha!

At the end of the day, you laugh at them and say, ‘move on na pipol, packed up na nag PBB…’

And then the begotten days has come when you suddenly find yourself in the middle of a limbo. When you just want intimacy to yourself and your closest comrades and settle-down after you took bath everyday with cameras hovering around you, but people demand most of your time and ask questions like:

1. Gwapo gid man si Slater? --- HUO!
Funny is most people asking are not females, not bekis but the guys…

2. Si Carlo gid man kag si Wendy? --- Daw indi man…
Ang mga nagapati na tanan na housemates dapat my loveteam.

3. May camera maligo? --- Read the second sentence of the previous paragraph.

4. Nagdiet ka? Kaniwang sa imo gali/haw? --- Pwede ko ka diet and lose 20 pounds after 4 days?

5. Sin-o si kuya? --- AMBOT. Wala gid kami idea sin-o.
Dason piliton ka paaminon na si Direk Laurenti ang Kuya… 
People, wala gid ko idea pero sure ko na indi siya.

And you can’t just rest because your phone beeps almost every minute. Greetings from friends and families are so appreciated except for those people who beforehand, went cuckoo and  sila pa ang rason tani ngaa ma disqualify ka kay gulpi lang ma post sa FB mo

“Joya, goodluck, we are behind you 101%” --- 


Heller? Daw the last time I checked, you totally forgot about me… and just so I would hear later on nga ginsumbatan na ako, kay siya ang nag bayad sang tarp ko?

Dali lang gid… Diin tani? Kag the last time I checked, gin-blocked mo ko sa Facebook? WEAK!

And the list continues…

My thoughts on this? Wala… Keribels, boom boom bells lang.

I should reassure myself that amidst everything there lies the cosmic reality that water will seek its own level.

Half the year passed and so I thought it will be just the typical routinary activities of pass and play but by the middle of the year God will surprised me with things I ought to perpetuate a couple of years more.

That somehow when you are half sleeping about the things you should be doing, desired or deserved, He will wake you up with thunders and chaos.

Therefore I tell the story of the two peasants who went to an office with barely thirty hundred pesos signed in and conspired not to be the best but to be the only one.

Hence, the birth of the very notorious and fate-favored batmobile-monickered system.

It took the trajectory of flying, first unidentified but then some things just have to pop and consequently we have to go out in the open and finally launch on free-web the 

EXCELLERO REVIEW SYSTEMS.

It afforded us consistent exposure and a little bit of hushed popularity. Something we enjoyed but then there also lies the fact in what the Dark Knight said that the mask is not meant for hiding but to protect your loved ones. True enough in the middle of everything, there were also the bombardment of unwarranted and more often far from hypothesis stories.

Did you recall that I once post something about grammar?

Did you recall my all caps post?

I think that when I re-read it all over again I should tell myself to smile and say, that was entertaining!

It was juts sickening that you were tagged to be the villain, the copycat, the bone and the ingrate ambitious when all you did was just chase your dream. And for the information, I am a nurse and a teacher – not a mechanic, not a farmer and most of all not an embalmer for you to lament and say that I should shift direction… Sad to say, I’ve only got One Direction and it sings:
One Direction Wallpaper 1,
You're insecure

Don't know what for

You're turning heads when you walk through the door
Don't need make up
To cover up
Being the way that you are is enough

Everyone else in the room can see it
Everyone else but you

(smile if you sang along)

Fast forward to September and I am more than happy for the way things turned out. And I will be thankful from this day forward.

It is a miracle that we found ourselves starting the review season with a small number of strong individuals who first and foremost trusted us to walk them through their dreams. Some have failed the exams a couple of times already but their determination to capture that elusive dream made us steadfast that what we are doing is not just an ordinary thing, but that the most important thing is that whether we crawl or cruise, the goal still remains focused and précised on a singular target.

I have hopes that is comparable to water now that I have them and it even grew bigger as the days went by. These people are so brave to do things the uncommon way and so there is no point that I should falter because they are counting on us and we just can’t fail them .









What I always tell my students is that fortune favors the brave, and I know they have been brave and they just have to wait for that favor. #countdowntoFebruary
#pioneer
#historical






It is also in this journey that I realized I am travelling in a desert. Such that you see sand, you experience the heat by day and the cold by night; that it is actually treacherous; that you see cactus and you meet the oasis; you also harbor scorpions.

I feel funny whenever I remember the moments when we were tested. When we have no office yet, when we have to stay at our temporary office, a hide-away which is actually not secretive at all and talk about plans, when we have to take lunch at turo-turos, something I am very proud of because it taught me a great deal of appreciation on what I have that time and what I didn’t have. Contrary to what they popularly spread, we didn’t work on a humungous budget but let me just emphasize on how big the plans of God are for us that we were never left wanting but always sufficient. When we were walking on the streets braving the rains and the sun, I enjoyed it so much more than the coolness of a car because by enduring so it made the impossible a little bit more of a comedy which I can’t relate because clearly there was nothing impossible.


It is in these arduous tasks from picking wall paints, nail sizes, electrical cords buying that I get to learn the very minute details of the whole picture and by which I can securely say to myself and only to my exhausted self in the end of my days 


I have lived more than what I was born for.’

In the future, if my students will ask for the history of our existence and why we have thrived for half a century, by that time I will smile with calmness that it was a labor of love and passion; Of family’s strength of fathers and  of mothers, of uncles, of aunties, of friends and of students…

That it happened because of  love and not because I have to prove myself that I am better than someone’s other children…

Of course, the Cinderella story is not complete without the evil stepsisters and the fairy godmother.

Now this is the interesting part.

There’s none. Char!

I am transfixed on the idea that they have revealed themselves too quite sooner than I have expected. I cannot blame them nor anyone because it is not a hidden truth that the ocean will continue to make waves even if it rains or the sun shines…

I am also slightly saddened because there would be situations when I have to choose between things and that you end up choosing to bore the burns and wait for the scab than keep the skin intact because you just can't wait for the 27 days to peel the dead skins away but rather cut yourself and bleed.

When there are unexpected, of course there are the perennial non vertebrate. I don't know then whether there has been a lapse on Carolus Linneaus’ taxonomy.


No matter how hard you try to save people you just can’t be the mercenary because one’s belief of triumph is dependent on the cause and if the cause does not believe the worth of your belief then all things are futile… it would be more plausible to plant camote on an arid land, especially if you diligently water the soil. Ka-complicated gid sang analogy haw?

By sticking to us till the every end, we saw clearly who were our real allies and friends. In words strongly said by Daniel, I will help till the very end those who are with us now. I just find peace in knowing that if there’s one thing I was so proud of is that the loyalty that I have now was not because I asked people to be loyal to me or silly asking them where their loyalty belongs because to begin with we never should ask for it, we earn it.

I just would like to thank the people who made this 2012 ever more colourful than a 48-piece crayons. For the support and the strength. I will not mention them one a piece lest I may forget some but they already know the amount of gratitude that we have for them. I thank for the inspirations and push the other people gave me too. For the very significant ‘secret supporter’, the engineer, the OFW, the jedi and all mortals and immortals who until now are helping us, thank you very much.

To my family and our families – my sacrifices are nothing as compared to the amount of care and lessons I have learned from you. That indeed my truest gems are not priced but knowing in solace that I will forever be the star of the family. #narcissisticmeterrocketing

To my ever dearest friends who chose to help us carry the task of opening the center everyday – God knows what we all went through and I am glad I shared it with all of you.

To those who went through with the plans, the people who worked extra-mile and inspired our students – you guys rock! The geniuses and the William Wallaces of our time and season – that instead of begging for ‘mercy’ you shouted ‘freedom’.


Braveheart movie: FREEDOM > MERCY

Now, this is really boring.

But let me end this by saying that the prediction I received for 2012 were indeed true. That indeed 2012 will be a year of tests, struggles and hardships but the end result will be to test my character and I have so survived it with five stars.

I am only half the triumph and the trouble, please wait for the trouble that my very special friend will install. The other 50% which my dearest Daniel will complete. I thank God that I have someone who can do the schedules competently, someone who can teach even without sleep, someone who can answer questions in an eezy, breezy way and most of all for being there when our students needed it the most.

I learned a lot from you. I love the deal that we made and if there’s one thing I can truly make it up for you is not by giving you something money can buy but by giving you a brand new wife with a DTI Representative and Tatak Pinoy seal. CHAR!

No, I'm not pregnant... :-)

Adios 2012!

Sunday, December 9, 2012

TOP 5 EXCELLIGENT IN the Preboard 2012

Republic of the Philippines
EXCELLERO REVIEW SYSTEMS
Bacolod City

PREBOARD RESULTS

TOP FIVE 

1. BALLADOS, CHRESSY - Riverside College, Bacolod City
2. GARAYGAY, JUNFEL - West Negros University, Bacolod City
3. SIROY, CEDRIC - Riverside College, Bacolod City
4. BAYLON, MARIGOLD - University of Saint La Salle, Bacolod City
5. ALMODIEL, JOHN MICHAEL - Colegio San Agustin, Bacolod City
5. BAYKING, GEDY ANN - West Negros University, Bacolod City
5. TABAODAJA, LEORDEL - Colegio San Agustin-Bacolod, Bacolod City

***Nothing Follows***

Date of Examination: November 29-30, 2012
Date Released: December 8, 2012



EXCELLERO PREBOARD 2012 RESULTS

REPUBLIC OF THE PHILIPPINES
EXCELLERO REVIEW SYSTEMS
Bacolod City

BOARD OF NURSING
Nov. 29 & 30 PREBOARD RESULTS

***LIST OF PASSERS***

1. ALMODIEL, JOHN MICHAEL
2. ALPAAS, MA. JOHNELIJAH
3. APELLIDO, CHRIS OLIVER
4. BALLADOS, CHRESSY
5. BAYKING GEDY ANN
6. BAYLON, MARIGOLD
7. BAYONA, ROMEL RAY
8. BETITA, EULAMAE
9. BOLIVAR, ELMER REI
10. BUENDIA, MECHELLE
11. CADIZ, KELVIN MARC
12. CASTEJON, SHERI PEARL
13. CIOCON, MARY JOY CELINE
14. GALENO, EUREKA
15. GARAYGAY, JUNFEL
16. GAVILANES, NONITO
17. HERIA, MARY LARA
18. MALATA, JED ROMAN
19. MARTIREZ, CHRISTINE JOY
20. MIRANDA, DIORITA
21. PALOA, ANN MARIE
22. REOYAN, MAY ANNE
23. RIFE, ERIKA MARIE
24. SABAY, SARA JEAN
25. SALOMANTE, GIFT
26. SIROY, CEDRIC
27. TABAODAJA, LEORDEL
*** Nothing Follows***


Date Released: December 8, 2012

Monday, September 10, 2012

I don't want to be the frog...

Don't let anyone steal your happiness...
This is the best lesson that I have learned from the journey I have shared with Daniel in completing our very first passion-turned-opportunity. 

Today, on this warm day of the 10th of September, we can finally say that this IS our first day of the review program for nursing that we started to plan and carry out just two months ago. 

It was a very difficult ride but I don't remember any of the difficulties now. I am just overwhelmed by the results. The whole thing now is more than what I could have envisioned. I am so proud. 

This too has been very controversial as for all you know a lot of stories sprouted, pretty much most of it are unconceived. I won't hide my dismay to a lot of individuals who always thought we can never do it but horrors of all horrors, here we are. 

Truth be told, I was the chopping board of all the unnecessary comments, if only I may cite an example, a comment coming from a non-nurse clerk saying "Why start a review center?" 

I hope one day I can be rude and tell her:

1. You will never understand because you are not a nurse. 
2. In all arrogance can I just say that "Shut up coz you don't know what we've been through..."
3. And, "Ssshhh, quiet, you have not contributed anything..."
4. Lastly, It's not a center, it's a system. 

This may appear rude and I ask for apology but sometimes these are the people who just speak their wits out and show their ignorance.

I don't understand why it has always been me, I asked Daniel once, he told me "...only because they can take it to you..." Oh, perhaps he's right, maybe because I am the one known to many but I want to say that yes, I am, I will be and I will take it just please don't blame me when later on, I also take that meltdown I too is entitled.

I know I also have to give credit on the fact that not everyone knew the real stories or so maybe it's just me thinking that they don't know. I wish I could be certain about that because in all fairness to me, despite everything that has been done to me and all the people around me I still kept placid and refused to talk to people about everything that I know. For what I know could only mean two thing when leaked, conjugal destruction and domestic damage. But I'd be honest, sometimes it really dawns on me to just spill everything one time so I can finally end everything but I think I'm still sane to love my enemies afterall. 

It isn't a bed of roses but I'm still happy. 


a popular Bible story
I will gladly take it if God allows me to be David. 

What I've heard from the movie "It is in fact in life and not death that has no limit..." is true. I consider this another feat in my lifetime, not because of the system we have made but by the very fact that we stood our grounds, took all courage and carry on what a very heavy load. When we walked away one thing is still constant, we still have with us the value our parents taught or perhaps showed us.

I just can't be a frog. 

The story is about frogs. Frogs, when they are put in an aquarium would readily adapt in that environment. Now, when you put fire under the aquarium and the water starts to increase in temperature, the frog still stays and not swim away. It still tries to adapt. And finally to a point when the water boils, the frog can no longer swim and now dies in that very environment. Too late. Who killed the frog? Not the boiling water, but the frog himself. 

I don't want to be the frog. 

This is the exact explanation why I have to swim. I don't want to die. Not physically but my whole being. Conversely, I would rather die fighting for my life and values than live in someone's devaluations. That's why I'm not and I was never scared. 

The success and completion of the project will not be possible without the support and love of my family and friends. 

To the givers, the captain's wife and the mother. Thank you very much for believing in our cause. 

To engineer who the bigot thought is the one he thought it is, forever please think that way, it only shows how  ridiculous you are... 

To my friends for staying with me. Haha! Our laughs, our claps and our blood are purely butterfly. I don't have to ask for your loyalty. 

Thank you for still posing with us and visiting our center despite the fact that the chubby champ said never to post a picture which includes me ad not like any Facebook status. Yes, it's true, no more freedom in social networking! #BOO! #FUNNY! #SCARED! #whatdoyouwantmetodo?tellJoya? #nevermind?

To our students, for teaching us to love our craft and pursue our passion; for continually believing in us and encouraging us to keep going. You are our inspiration.

To our staff, for the strength of holding on and volunteerism, unconditional support, rain or shine and for 'kapit-bisig'. Though I won't be able to provide you lucrative stipends for now, I am so honored as a Filipino to say that I pay taxes, pay their SSS, Pag-ibig, PhilHealth, Medicare and pHcare. 

To our families, for telling us to just focus and keep the goal in sight. 

To the students who enrolled. Thank you for trusting us and I am praying for the best for all of you. I will never forget all of you. 

To all the lecturers who are willingly and generously giving their time and effort to us, thank you so much. One day, I will be able to repay all of you. 

To my sources, haha! we're just all haha!

The past months, I have been battered, I endured all the pains and crab-like mentality of the people who still are in denial we can do things. 

You may have been following my social networks and saw that I was always at my 'war-of-the-worlds' mode. To tell you honestly, those were already my most 'behaved' ways. Watch out for more fun and exciting trivia. But seriously, I'm fine with everything. I can still endure everything, I will always be A-Okay just as long as I know the people who matter are still smiling at me, saying you can do it. Everything is a part of the journey, embrace. 

For as long as I know I am not hurting anyone and no one from my brood is being hurt, I'm gonna maintain peace. I love what I am doing and for all that there is to come, I am prepared. 

I thank God for keeping me. 

Indeed, we are all entitled to our own happiness. But I hope your happiness is not someone's agony. 
I am sorry. 

P.S. 
I know you will be reading this. I know you will print this just as how you always did before. This is an open letter to you telling: 

1. Buy Ms Nosy a Basic Grammar book at National Bookstore. And please, when the subject is plural, the verb must not have an S. 
2. STOP!
3. NEVER touch any of my loved ones and what I have labored. 
4. I am sure, we all don't wanna hear the story behind the 4 mice, the cat and the van, cash cards and Maria. 
5. So much more. So much more. 


















Wednesday, June 13, 2012

10 things I've learned from my previous job...


I am recycling my note written March of last year, when I resigned as a clinical instructor.
I wrote this with full emotions and this was the very controversial note that was supposedly an evidence for a lawsuit for me. 

Seriously now, I'm telling the proponent of that case, you are funny.

Read along as I share you to  my heart-broken me...



It has been a week or two before I, together with my partner tendered our resignation to the school that has given us the opportunity to touch the lives of our students who amazingly shown us great love and even the desire to be like our selves. 

I would not care who the hell are these kids if I was working in a fast food or call center or architect or whatever job I could think of aside from being a teacher and educator, a professor, a clinical instructor, a mentor, a-whatever-else-we-call-it. Plain and simple I am Miss Joya Genzola, sometimes mistakenly spelled as Gensola

Two years ago, when I came back to my kennel and decided to teach, I have this huge tarpaulin in front of the gate which I so proudly shown to my visiting friends and even to the charming Phil Younghusband that year. 

I remember introducing myself to my first class such that, "I am.... and at the end of the spill I say,'ang babaeng hindi napapagod sa kakasabit sa pader, at gate...'" But what has really happened to that girl who was hanging on the walls? Was she there hanging or hung? 

Apparently, in the strange work of the stars, she is now facing the computer fervently writing the words she wanted to express after her much anticipated career as Miss Joya will reach its denouement. 

Let me share now the TOP TEN THINGS I HAD (gained or lost) in my two years of stay in the cave that has brought out the human and the monster in me. 

1. Top of the list of course is the friendship and family-hoodI had cultivated with my Iloy-Rex Yangco; my bestfriend-Iril Ian Rollo; my alter ego-Dirk Darren Ormeo; my ateh-Plaridel Tison and to this recent year, our bunso- Niel Sulles(Spears)ta. 

I would not exchange any of our moments to any amount life will give me. To our Friday Imay's or Enting's eating and leigh'buch sessions, the videoke we had each time Iril is celebrating his birthday, our drinking and quiz bee sessions and talks about sensible things even if we are under alcohol(rooted from that instance when we overheard socialite girls talk about nonsense things in KFC).. and of course all our gimmicks in and out of the island just to get away from the stress that we encounter. I will always miss the times we all have to say the words 'stretcher' and 'wheelchair'. 

2. Second best thing is the fact that I got to buy at least a dozen of shoes by staying there for two years. It's non negotiable. However, if my daughter asks me a lesson I've learned from my first job, that will be: "Don't buy a lot of shoes, save your money. I will buy you shoes instead hija..."

3. Third best thing is that I have known a lot of friends outside the college I belonged to. To my dear Dir. Lily Ann Baldago, for the love and generosity she shows me and Daniel each time we meet. To Madam Serena Toledano for listening and telling me to refine my posts. To Prof. Cecil Manikan for that 5 day whole brain activity and the strength to tell us something is wrong with us as a group, and of course that anima thing you let us experienced which started everything between me and Daniel (wink). To Father Noel Cogasa, for listening and communicating my cry, that finished the segment of my career as a sister. To my neighbor and mentor, Sir Lloyd for enjoying the time we chit-chat and made silly comments over someone's fashion faux pas (ka bad sa aton) , to the very few clinical instructors (Sir Tan, Miss Jimenez, Miss Castillon, Miss Aguirre)  whom I have known better and I admire, thank you for the pride of working side by side with you. To all the other special people whom I will not name because it will spread like wild fire - you know who you are, thank you. 

4. CYBER-BULLYING. This may come as a surprise to a lot but little did everybody know that I was cyber bullied by my own students due to some rigmarole things. I will mention you not because you deserve the space but because I am telling you that I will pray for you because I know you are just victims of the world and that you lack love. Obviously, as a nurse we have to be self aware and I think we all need to face it one day. I send you the over flowing love of a sister to those who are in need. Goodluck this year of the metal rabbit. I will  just sleep and laugh.

5. The various characters of CHERRY PIE PICACHU, THE AMERICAS NEXT TOP MODEL, CALLA LILY, THE LOVE STORY OF A CERTAIN ACTOR AND POLITICIAN AND THE SEXY STAR. They are a few of the celebrities I have met in my stay here. Then who are these people... hmmm, my lips are sealed. 

6. My plus 2-inch waistline. I stayed to be in the 25th inch when I entered, now that I am coming out, I am depressed in my 27-inch waist. This leads me to a serious call for exercise and proper diet. As I teach eating disorders, I am also starting to be an example. The addition is due to the fact that I can eat voraciously now and that two cups of rice terraces are just casual. 

7. My Chaffee, Jeena, Matthew, Baby Bayds, Peter and Bryle, and to Lara, to the BSN3C of 2010, the Back Street Boys- my anaks who each time they see me plants a kiss on my cheeks, thank you for the love and joy you gave me. I am truly proud of you all.

8. To every evaluation my students wrote me,  thank you for the honesty and sincerity you tell me because as what I always believed, you are my real boss and I only have to be responsible to your growth and accountable to your parents. No one else. 

9. REYNA NG MGA JEANS. I so loved jeans and I still do believe that the jeans does not in any way hinder one's capability of becoming a good teacher. Oh well, perhaps, a good professional but I will only stop wearing jeans when studies will show that denim fibers cause Alzheimers. 

10. FORTITUDE. I thought I already posses this virtue before, but I am wrong. It was just actually a make believe. For in my stay I learned and I have to say the bomb words, as a stress release for if not, I will go insane. 


a graceful exit


I leave this chapter of my life bringing with me the hundreds of days and hours I was paid to be in school and the millions of seconds I was at the reach of my students. I will leave it with a scar in my heart knowing that I am and will be hurt more in the coming days when I get to talk to my students. Nevertheless, this scar will not mean anything bad but it will be a reminder that I have survived it much more than how I expected my self to do so. I am a winner. I am such a winner.  I am happy after all I am and I will be their Miss Joya. I just hope that the two years that I have stayed will not be put to waste. Maybe, that's just it... we all have to break the ground to be able to build a new structure. 

As I pass this path, I am saying THANK YOU to all who helped me make it through. To my STUDENTS- have no fear and I loved you all. And as you always say, lapawan niyo ko.

This is Miss Ma. Joya Jimenea Genzola, your teacher - SIGNING OFF. 

Post Script
I know there is one more question lingering in your minds right now after reading.

"What happened to Sir Daniel?"

He just don't belong here and so I am not writing anything about him. One thing is for sure, as I exit, bitbit ko siya

*winks* 

Monday, June 11, 2012

Hey, I'm 25!

My oh my! chwentyfaiv!


On the eve of my 24th birthday last year, I didn't know what was life waiting to shower me in the remaining half of the year: 2011 was indeed the best year for me. Forget about the resignation but indeed our crazy virtue of "when God closes a door He not just opens a door but the whole rooftop, as in my case, the whole house" was true. 

My 24th year of life was nothing less than a splash into the ocean of endless possibilities. It clearly made an astounding highlight in my life as a person and a human being who never quits but moves forward. Who is hurt but grew stronger. And someone who can really walk into the gates of her home and don't give a damn on what was thrown on her but enjoy the rain - come thunder and lightning. 

It has been my practice to write about my year on the eve of my birthday and what I am looking forward to in the coming age. 

I am turning 25 a little over an hour and I am ecstatic but behind everything, there lies my fear of yeah, the quarter life! I am so honest in saying that  I'm experiencing quarter life crisis --- oh well, perhaps as an excuse but if it is taking a toll on me, it does not cripple me form doing what I want. 

Now, let me walk you into my life, on the months when I was just, just who. 

Exactly a year ago at CDO posing for the zipline.
At the airport bound for Cebu --- birthday party cancelled due to job.
All gears are good.


Birthdays with cousins.

With THE Familia Sagrada after the immersion interview.

Daniel and I with Vince on his 2nd birthday.


With Tropang Trumpo, our students.
With bestie Dirk over coffee and cake. 


YO!

The unnoticeable couple. 

With cousins at the farm house.


I was just a simple girl who lives in the midst of a lot of people. 


Everything was normal. Everything was convenient. Everything was half-crazy. And everything, I was happy.

In all of these happiness, I thank the people who are a part and those who taught me that life is crazy, that life is yeah, a box of chocolate. 

Specifically, I thank my friends who continued to know me and love me for who I am, for what I am, for what I am not and for who they thought me to be. For strengthening me as a part of a dynamic group who keeps on having fun and laughing on life as if tomorrow is the movie 2012. We are still a bunch of idealistic worrier... but most importantly, I am happy we worry, we don't do whore-ying. LOL. 

I am most importantly thankful, to whom nothing without the guidance of my Iloy Rex who is irreplaceable and the goddess; who endures and cares.  I promise that before the year ends, we'll be in a much better position.

To Dirk, for the care and protection; you know how much value I give to times spent with you.

To Ateh Lhadz, for the words no one has ever told me, I will never forget the text you sent me the day I was  robbed from the open world. For the love and support of our DanYa. 

To Maribeth who even from a distance I know is still the Beth that I know. 

To Julie who in our girlish thoughts still supports the Joya-Jose Antonio loveteam. Haha! Please do remember the amount of tears I shed in San Carlos. We never grow old, we are still those two girls who gets giddy on the sight of blue guys. 

To the whole unit of Pinoy Big Brother, from the day I auditioned till the day I got evicted, up to the very present my trust is still with you 110%. I would have not made it till the very end and I would have quit way-back into the dungeon if I was not at peace with you. My gratitude will be forever, my family will always be thankful for the protection you gave me. 

My entrance to the PBB House.




At the looban - who will ever forget?


Inside the mansion.



JOYful all over.


To my crush, Direk Lauren, you just don't know how my heart skips a beat each time I face you and each time you ask me questions so simple yet my mind grasp for appropriate terms to say. You are a gift to all of us. I thank you for the trust and the belief in me, and oh, forgive me for not knowing how to greet you coz I get all too dumb when you are around.


To Kuya, we may not have seen you but you are a big chunk in our lives. You taught us lessons our parents may not have taught us and most importantly, your voice was a soothing balm into our bothered, weakened or wounded spirits. Thank you for bringing out the best and the change necessary in our lives. 


A conversation with the men of HV.
 Slater, Carlo, Roy and Biggel - each I am thankful of.
To my dear housemates for sharing with me and all of us a part of your life. It is certainly true that our PBB journey was indeed the Alephs of our lives. Thank you for the friendship, love and gift of family. To Team High Voltage for the spirits that never waiver. Specifically to Diane, for being so courageous for all of us. To Wendy for showing that true beauty is not just skin deep but by the heart you possess. For Denniesse, for teaching me that we may not share complete similarity in choices but we can be friends forever. To Slater for indeed, we never have to loose our souls in the process.  To Carlo, for believing in all of us and for the kind of bond you gave us. And to Roy for the more-than-words friendship and joy in your creativity. 


The Chararat Girls.
In all of the process I will always be thankful for all those people who I do not know personally but whom I call friends for believing in me, shared my values and supported me all through the way. I know that I will never be able to replace all of your efforts but believe that each time I remember you, it brings tears into my eyes. You really changed my life. 


Now, I am really 25 years old, there's not turning back. 


Now, what do I really want?


I am still in the process of knowing. But one thing is for sure, I just want to regain what I have before and cultivate what I've gotten now. If there's one thing certain is that, everything that has happened are indelible and will never ever be traded for anything in the world. 


If people ask me why am I not on tv anymore. Basically the reason is that I am just fulfilling a promise I have done to a person who deserve all of my time and love. For at least in this littlest gesture I get to repay the unconditional love he gave me and for finding the solace in our relationship. I would never have experienced everything in the past year had he not shared me to the rest of the world. Bottomline, I am happy fulfilling that promise. 


Tomorrow as I wake wake up, I do not know what kind of surprise God will send me. I am looking forward and I will be ready... 


My heart is just filled with gladness that I get to live and enjoy more everyday. I learn and I love my life even more. I am contented. I wasn't asking for a lot but God overwhelms me each time. It is just a matter of time actually, wait and let God. 


Twenty-five years mean silver. It should be lustrous and glistening. So much like how each of our stars in this universe bring forth light in the vast space. 


Grazie!