The Extraordinary Introvert

Last Sunday, January 20 th , I had one of the scariest falls of my life. As I was walking down from the stairs, I awkwardly slipped on a wet spot I had not seen, thus causing me to nearly do a full-split of sorts. Luckily, no joints were fractured and no legs were broken. Unfortunately, the kneecap area was badly bruised, thus making my entire left leg virtually injured. A lot of questions and anxiety-provoking feelings were felt after that fateful crash from the staircase. It had to happen the night before my very last first day of school of MY ENTIRE LIFE (unless I do masters of course). I was months away from marching, and with thesis and school requirements flooding my anxious self, this injury of mine had to compound my this seemingly long and heavy list of anxieties. It seemed that it was a pre-cursor to how screwed I was or could possibly be this coming semester. It’s as if the accident was a preview of what’s to come for my final ride in College. Applying Ice Pac

2019 is still very young, and these few weeks have been mostly consisted of rest days for me. However, this down time is much needed, because as we continue on with the year, I will soon be undergoing my own “Birdbox Challenge”. (DISCLAIMER: This is not a movie review and you do not need to put on a blindfold while reading) I’m sure most of you have seen or at least heard of the hit Netflix movie “Birdbox”, starring Sandra Bullock. Honestly, I haven’t been able to watch the film, but after viewing the trailer and glancing over some summaries and movie reviews, I do know that Malorie (Bullock) had to overcome demons, which came  in various forms such as one’s worst fears, deepest sadness and greatest loss.   Now that I think of it, we all experience these. It’s what makes us human, raw and innocent. I understand that we all have our ways to cope with these daily life struggles. However, for me, I picture myself wearing that same blindfold Malorie used to fend off the monste

Hey guys. I'm finally back in the Philippines, which means that I'm able to write again in my laptop after publishing the last 2 blog posts in that teeny tiny cellphone screen. As promised, here's Part 2 of my New Year blog series. If the Part 1 served as a recall of sorts to the year that was (2018), this new post will focus on what's in it for me and you this coming 2019. I will look ahead to our 2019 in the form of "Notes to Self" (aka the thing you put in your diaries). By this token, hopefully I am able to talk to you guys as well cos who knows, you may just be able to relate and use some of the self-taught advice I'm about to give myself right about now. Note to Self 1: Soo, Anuna ?  For Filipinos,  anuna is a millenial term for "ano na", or "what now". A perfect word to kickstart the year, diba? We're already a week into the new year, and yet most of us are pretty much at a blank clean slate pa rin. I don't blame

 Happy New Year y'all!! 🎊🎆 Before we all plunge in to a new set of 365 days, allow me to recap to you guys what 2018 was for me.  To make things easier, my 2018 recap will come in the form of words. Hehe Rejection Ohh yes, you just know I was gonna go there.  There was a whole lot of this nung 2018. That girl that I was crushin' on for about a year, REJECTED. That one sem where I was about to dean's list but didn't cos of one D (I was 3.33, and the required grade to meet for DL is 3.35. So close yet so far), REJECTED. Topics and ideas for my history paper, REJECTED. When I try to reach out to a group of friends but can't seem to fit in well cause I'm an introvert or they don't even know I'm around, REJECTED nanaman ako diyan.  Even when I play basketball at our local courts, my shots would always be emphatically REJECTED.  Doubt With all these rejections coming at my way left and right, doubt crept in a lot. They say that your enemy