ChildofBliss

I wanted to start this semester right, and I promised myself that I’d try new things apart from studying all-day and all-night long…

Well, as always, everything I plan (and hope) always end up being different from what I get:

I wanted to

1. Review for the NMAT

2. Master the Nursing Skills

3. Join one organization

4. Learn the Piano

I ended up

1. Reviewing for medsurg nursing every week

2. Mastering things that are new to me (medsurg)

3. Join Yearn (org) and being the newly elected Batch Head

4. Learn Arnis (for free!)

Still, i’m thankful even if what I DID get were slightly different things. But these alterations and the realization of not having enough time to do ALL the things I want make me sad and angry at myself for not having done the things I could have done in the past.

Okay, I complained enough I guess. Tumblr is just my mind’s maladaptive defense from the readings that I have yet to finish. ‘Til then, Blog page. I shall try to post something new every week, I promise.

Afterthought: is Tumblr even supposed to be a blog??

You’ve asked us what kind of flower you were. Superfriends say you’re the best kind: a paper flower. Specifically, you’re a paper flower, origami style.

And no, it’s not just because you look Japanese. ;)

A paper flower is not like most flowers.

Most flowers start out as seeds.
They grow on soil.
They have to be watered every day.
They need sunlight to survive.
Most flowers have to be tended to with utmost care, especially from the beastly menaces that are the insects.
They are beautifully vulnerable.
Most flowers are like that.
But you, you are not most flowers.

Sachi, you are a paper flower.

You didn’t start out as a seed. You started out as a sheet of paper: blank, plain, and full of promises.
You didn’t grow on soil. Look around you. You grew out of each of our love and support. You were molded, twisted, and then, here you are.
You didn’t have to be watered all day. You are independent. You’ve faced life head-on, chin-up, and with a smile on your face. You continue to prove you have it in you. You didn’t need water to get by.
You don’t need sunlight to survive. If you did, your skin wouldn’t look like that. J You don’t need the sunlight to live; you needed guidance from your parents. You need strength from your friends. You need faith in yourself.
You don’t need protecting. We know, you know you can stand up and shout to the world how great you are. Then again, the world already knows that too.
You are beautiful, no doubt. You are vulnerable too. That’s what makes you special. To be the picture of elegance and radiance, yet still be able to show us your weaknesses… we’ve never met anyone stronger.

Not most flowers are like that.

Sachi, you are the paper flower in our lives.

We admire your quirkiness. You bring to us a certain kind of uniqueness and color that no one else can do.
We admire your versatility. You are a paper flower now, but if you wanted to, you could be anything you want. You are strong enough to let life twist and bend you into something much better.
And most of all, we admire you. Yes, you’re totality. Because you’re the whole package: pretty, smart, kind and FUNNY. ;)
Sachi, you are a best friend to us all.

Bloom into the paper flower that you are.
We’ll be here, ready to watch out for you.

Superfriends. 

I am so blessed to have such dear friends who think nicely of me, though I have to say they flatter me too much. :D Now I have to deflate my head… It acquired quite an amount of air while reading this :D

Credits to Bev, one of my bestfriends, for making this very long poem!! :D