You give me something

I was meant to tread the water
But now I’ve gotten in too deep

For every piece of me that wants you
Another piece backs away

You give me something
That makes me scared alright
This could be nothing 
But I’m willing to give it a try

Please give me something
Because someday I might know my heart




Patient is a 21-year old female, Filipina, Roman Catholic, single, a graduate of BS Biology, currently a 3rd year medical school student, and is residing in Quezon City for the past 3 years.


Seventeen years prior to consult, patient was in her pre-school class and the teacher asked them what they want to be when they grow up. Most of her classmates answered “I want to become a doctor!” Since the patient really had no idea what to answer, she immediately said that she wanted to become a doctor as well. From then on until she reached Grade 6, she would always answer that her dream job is to become a doctor because she thought that wearing a coat and carrying a stethoscope were really cool. Aside from that, all of her close friends wanted to become doctors as well. Moreover, in the patient’s perception, doctors are rich and they always have their own car. So what is there not to like in that job?

Seven years prior to consult, patient was in her 3rd year in high school and she was answering her application form for the college entrance examination. She wondered what course she will choose. And then these questions crossed her mind: “Do you really want to become a doctor? Why?” She was able to answer the first question but she struggled with the second one. She was thinking that being a doctor would secure a good future for her and her family, so why not? And besides, doctors save lives. These two reasons were enough to convince herself to follow the said path. Thus, she chose BS Biology as her pre-med course. At that time, she did not know what she was putting herself into.

Three years prior to consult, patient was wondering what major field she should take. Most of those who wanted to enter medical school took Zoology. However, at that moment she was already having doubts whether she should still pursue her dream because she learned that medical school education requires a lot of financial investment. And her priority at that time was to have a high-paying job right after graduation so that she can help her family. Therefore, she chose Microbiology instead. Patient thought that she was settled with the decision to pursue a career in the industry as a microbiologist; however, the thoughts of becoming a doctor still bug her from time to time. As a result, she decided to take the NMAT and see what will happen from there. Surprisingly, she had a high percentile which made her confident to apply in UPCM and SLCM. She claimed that her medical school education depends on whether she would be able to get scholarships.

Two years prior to consult, patient was not accepted at UPCM and she thought that that was the end of her dream. However, SLCM offered her a full scholarship. She thought that it was a long shot, but it happened. From then on she believed that this was the path made for her. At present, patient is a 3rd year medical student and she complains of back ache and neck pain due to long hours of reading transes and making case reports. Across the pile of transes and through the countless sleepless nights, the patient found happiness in what she was doing and she discovered that being able to touch patients’ lives even through the smallest way possible brings her contentment.


This is why I hate you.

I hate you during these times that I miss you. I hate you because you make me miss you. I hate you because you don’t think of me like I think of you. I hate you when it seems that you don’t care, but i also hate you when you make me feel that I matter. I hate you for all the times that you made me feel special and happy. I hate you because of so many things. I hate you because even if i could list down so many things that I dont like about you, I’m still crazy about you.


You’re Not a “Plan B” Kind of Girl



DeathtoStock_Spring7You deserve better than someone who is afraid to commit to you. It may seem like enough for now. You’re just taking things slow. Oh, how I know those little phrases of “one day” and we just need time.

You believe them.
And I’ve believed them.

But you’re not a plan B kind of girl.

You need to know that you’re not the invisible one standing in the back who gets chosen last.

You’re the girl who the team captain will be frantically hoping doesn’t get picked by someone else before he gets a turn. You’re a first-pick kind of girl. And no one worth having sits back and lets those girls wait around.

‘Cause every good man knows that the good ones get gone fast.

He should be jumping out of his skin in anticipation to call out your name and say “I pick you.”

“But he’s…

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You Need To Go After The Things You Want

Let’s go after the things we want, let’s love each other brutally and honestly, and not worry about the consequences. Let’s release the feelings inside of us and let them land somewhere special. Otherwise, we might have a lifetime of longing in front of us.

Thought Catalog

Have you ever been emotion-shamed before? You know what I’m talking about, has someone ever made you feel bad for being honest, for putting yourself out there and articulating your feelings to them? It’s a rare thing to do these days, to really let yourself be raw and vulnerable. We live in an age of posturing. People hide behind their phones, they carefully curate their communication with other people, which makes honest moments few and far between. When one manages to slip itself in, it’s jarring. “You’re being so real with me right now,” the person on the receiving end says. “I don’t really know what to do with all of this truth. We’ve gone off-script. We’re like in the 70s or something.”

You don’t get anything you want by subscribing to the social rules of today…

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