SY 2010 - 2011

Having begun the final year of my college life as an undergraduate is truly one of the most overwhelming experiences i have ever felt.
when i look back to my years as a freshman, sophomore, and junior i admit that i have made some mistake that i wish i haven't done and missed opportunities that i should have taken
but when i take into realization the big transition that i have gone through i can confidently say that i am proud of myself
even though people have brought me down and told me that i will never have made it this far, i know that i will prove them wrong.
my own mother even told me that i will have no future in psychology and that i will never be successful, but i know that at times mothers don't actually know what is best.
i made it this far without her visiting me at least once here in a place where i have been so terrified of, but now i love with a full heart.
and i am proud to say that i am doing more than fine.

Because of psychology i have been transformed from a obnoxious child into an intelligent and flourishing young adult.
i have realized the limitations of people and how to overcome it.
i now see the world in a different point of view
and i have learned to take negative experiences and use it as a springboard to better myself
...i have become who i am now...

to all who has pulled me down and never believed in me,
here i am, a senior of the department of psychology
about to begin the rest of her life
criticisms will always be a part of life, but i know well that when i march next year,
it would be a slap in the faces of those who criticize.

there is no better feeling in the world than that of self-actualization and love
thanks to all who have supported morally and have shown me love, you will always be a landmark in my life.

congratulations batch 2011, as we enter our final year, let us make the best of it and hope and pray that all of us would make it.

cheers!^^

GIVE ME A PLASTIC RING AND TELL ME YOU LOVE ME

i gave everything for a man i thought would be the one. i changed myself to be the kind of girl he always wanted me to be. i took him in and gave him shelter, food, and clothing. i loved him with all of my heart. wherever i was, he was... but i always let him choose if he wanted to bring me along with him. i paid for everything because i understood that he had no money. i took care of him for 3 years... not asking for anything in return, but just hoping for him to want to be with me forever.

my family accepted him with open arms. and he became one of us we even put him through school... but as for me, his family never exchanged a days worth of words with me. he roamed open in our house, while i was only allowed in his room at his house. but i accepted it.

i did everything for him to be contented. but for some reason, when i talk about future plans, he seems to go astray and ignore it. he let me do all the planning. when my sister asked "what kind of wedding will you guys have? im sure abie wants a reall big one with lots of flowers" he just said "i dont know, she would plan everything when that time came." and that totally broke my heart.

i kept on going because i thought maybe someday he would pop the question, but that day never came.

no efforts for future plans at all... then came the day when his auntie came home from the states and she told me to marry him. i was thrilled! all i have been waiting for was right there in my hands. but as i was on my way back home i realized that this wasnt right. he should have been the one to tell me, not her. he should have made the moment perfect, he should have given me the right to the one moment i was aspiring for for years of being with him...
so i left.

and when we broke up (because i realized i was wasting my time loving someone who will never reciprocate that love) he found someone else... and within a month they cooperatively made plans together... a stab in my heart.

but after all of this i learned "don't be mad because it ended. be happy because it happened"