Miss M

From the birth of stars, to the current memory.
Compared to them, we, humans are fragile.
We can live for a few decades, but we can’t remember anything.
We just remember the good times and forget about the bad ones.
There’s a little memory in one’s life, something that’s important.
For me, that’s my family, friends and my past.
Even if I seldom remember my past, I’ll cherish the things I remember.
And if I can’t remember them, I’ll live up to that special moment, and feel what it’s like on that present time, in that present place, and with the people I have at present.

- Something I’ve learned from Kyle Glory <3

^ see?? you learn something from watching anime!!! =D
lolz…I cried at this episode… ;_;
Rave Master episode 38
I’m not gonna give out spoilers…but it made me cry… ;_;
hehe…sensi… xD

well…nobody actually reads this…hehe…
I’m not a fan of the rhythm type of poems…

Broken Love

By: Brigette Martil

On this night with no moon,

Shrouded by sadness is this maiden,

Tears speckled down her throat,

Her heart is consumed by fire,

A face so wasted as thee,

Sent the gentle sleep from Heaven,

Flicker like an eagle’s claw,

Sorrow lies on her back like a haunted
soul,

The clock ticks and death draws near,

There is no way to meet him,

Her breast pounds,

As her lover meets his end.

lulz… I lied about the title… Not really everything, but it’s a huge part in my life. My mom’s a really creative person, so I learn stuffs from her and she introduced the world of art to me.

Started drawing at 2nd year high, I’ve drawn many things (mostly anime), but I can’t really say they were all that. I can’t even draw good without something to look at.
Then I stopped for a year or two. Life’s catching up and I was pretty busy doing nonsense and school.

I’m currently on the fields of literature (journalism and poetry), just something to keep me busy during my college years. I’m one of the junior staffs in our school paper in BSU (Collegianer). I must say, being bored and even without the slightest feeling of being inspired, your articles and poems become CRAP. I mean it, I’m horrible at that.

So, on with the topic. I’m reading this art book for a few days now. Well, only skimming/scanning. It’s a book entitled "A Woman on Paper: Georgia O’Keeffe", if she’s familiar to you, then maybe we could chat about it =P. She’s a famous artist in the US and her paintings are gorgeous. I found this book at an antique shop in the city, luckily, it was only for P50. It’s about Georgia and her friend Anita Pollitzer exchanging letters and stuff. Their friendship started when Anita sent letters to Georgia.

Georgia O’Keeffe is one of my inspirations in the world of art. Her paintings show vivacity and are overflowing with emotions. The pages are black and white but the paintings really stand out.

Some afternoon a few days ago, I just had the motivation to start Charcoal painting, since it’s one of Georgia’s style of painting. My first time ain’t that good, but the shadows made by the charcoal were nice. I even posted 4 of my drawings in my room. I’m thinking of doing oil painting if I get the materials and money in the future, hopefully, not in the so distant future.

I’m amazed about the creativity and pure awesomeness of art and I’m gonna  discover different styles soon, if I get some inspiration…hehe…

Thanks for reading~ and please leave a comment.

Well, it’s been so long since I’ve posted anything in my blog, I didn’t post anything worth reading anyways… ahehe.

Yes, from the topic, I’m a nursing student in ***, it’s quite nice actually, but there’s just that part in us students that isn’t quite satisfied with our classes and stuff. Mind you, we’re very relaxed. Some of us even think that "Our 1st semester is ending, but hell, we’re not taught how to use the first aid kit yet!!??", that’s true… hehe. Some even want to transfer to other schools since they don’t feel like they have been taught well yet, that is, for a first year student at a university. The CON or College of Nursing in our school is still under probation, rumors have been going around that if the students who fail during the board exam failed for the second time, the university will abolish the CON, they have to meet a certain cut off or a percentage for those who passed, like 50-70% of the board examinees are required to pass the board exam so that the CON will be saved from eternal damnation! Ahehe, it’s pity though, some of us students still want to study there.

BUT HOLD YOUR HORSES! It’s still a rumor, barely true. It’ll be hard to transfer to another school though, some subjects aren’t credited by the school, so it’s probable that we’ll end up taking the subject again. I soo do not feel like going back to major subjects again.

NEWS! NEWS! NEWS! Most failed subjects are Math, Chemistry and Biology. Whew! I’m having a hard time in these three myself. Some classes even have like, 1/4 of the class passing the subject and well, you know what happened the other part.

You know what ticks us Nursing students off? IT’S THE COLD WAR! Yes, indeed.
We’ve been having lots of those "write in on the desk" thing.  In our Biology classroom, vandalisms on the desks are rapidly spreading.  Backstabbers, UGH! it ticks me off. 

"Nursing students don’t deserve wearing white uniforms". — Well excuse me! THERE’S NO CURE FOR INSECURITY! Go off and die quickly, bitch. >___>

"Nursing students wearing their uniforms is just for show, even their white panties can be seen" — At least you can REALLY see us wearing panties!

"Nursing students aren’t deserving for their course" — What the HELL? Ask yourself, are you "deserving" enough for your own course? Your probably some slut or drunkard so don’t insult us!

I mean, what’s with all these wars around the campus. I don’t really know what the other nursing students did, but I sure know it ticked the other students off. I’m probably one-sided in my approach, but meh, YOU CAN’T BLAME ME! and YES! the cold war is still ongoing. Feel free to register by writing on desks! Ahehe, *cough* I’m not telling you to do it.

The other issue is…. TUITION FEES!!O-M-G! It’s totally cruel. The T-shirts, P.E. uniforms, and O-M-G, our white school uniform isn’t even right! I demand my money back! My lower uniform is hanging! WTF!? I didn’t pay all that money just to get this. But I like the style, ahehe. I think the tailoring got pressured because of the deadline and stuff.

Well, to cut it short, it’s been half good and half bad being a nursing student at a university. You might think that I only told you about the negative parts, well, the greatest part is FRIENDS and LEARNING! Hanging out and eating, hehe, that’s what we do best. It’s nice to learn but sometimes, you can’t really help but doze off or just look at your cellphone through the duration of the class. But when the topic is interesting, then it’s good.

I’m off now, it’s Friday night! and….I’m off to sleep, >_>. I know, I have this really boring life.

My dreams of the past,

Has left my mind shallow

How fate has become unjust,

My memories filled with sorrow,

Looking at a blurry reflection,

As the cool stream gushed over my hand,

Feeling the empty void,

This emotion, I’ve longed to understand,

My soul cries and wanders,

Over the bright-colored lies,

I sit back and ponder,

Under the blue heavenly skies.

It was the first time I met you,

This weird feeling I never knew,

You confessed your feelings, and I was glad,

You promised me, you won’t make me sad,

You made me laugh when I was blue,

You’ve shown me things I never knew,

We shared the laughter and the pain,

And embraced me close when it started to rain,

But then things changed, I don’t know why,

You went away and I started to cry,

I started to doubt but then I knew,

We were too far apart and I was blue,

On those moments, I felt so weak,

Those moments went to days and then to weeks,

I made my move and asked you why,

You didn’t say a thing and it caused me to cry,

My broken heart wouldn’t mend,

The torn pieces you didn’t send,

Yet, you gave me courage to start anew,

Unbounded by memories, I told myself….

“It’s the end, and I’m over you…”