That’s the good news. The sad thing about it is that I can’t take the full-time position because of my MA’s² schedule.  I have no choice but to take the part-time position instead of just letting all this go. Like what I said in my previous entry, I need some money to support my needs for my MA³. That is why.

So far, I am enjoying my stay there. I am enjoying teaching my 13-year-old student. She’s very funny and talkative. Her name is Rin. We had a deal that she will study our lesson really hard while I try to learn their language. I guess that makes our class more fun. I just feel sad today because I learned that I won’t be handling her anymore starting tomorrow. It’s because of conflict in schedule. Sad sad sad. :(

The other two students that I am teaching are older than me by one year. They’re cool guys. One loves sports while the other likes music. They’re friends. Randolph, the one who’s into sports, asked me what’s the best bar or club here in the Philippines that I could recommend for him. Haha! I told him though that I don’t really go to clubs so I can not recommend him any. I am teaching them intermediate grammar so every now and then I study grammar. The best thing about this job is that I am learning while I am teaching.

I know that I won’t be staying long in this school because I have a different path to take. So for now, I’ll just enjoy every day of my life as Titsah Xyla.

1. They always have a hard time in pronouncing ch- and r.
2. master’s degree
3. not the tuition fee, though

But thanks to boredom, I was able to do the things that I don’t normally do. Or let’s say, I was able to do the things again that I used to do way back when I wasn’t busy.

1. Write a story.

I am writing a story again because I got an inspiration. Right now, I stopped on Chapter 3 because of my layout business. But I really promise to finish it this time because I already had two unfinished stories and I don’t want to fail my readers again. Hehe!

2. Layout Business as mentioned

I effin’ need to earn money. Thanks to my creative mind. Hehe!

3. Practice driving

My parents always rant that I would have been driving now by myself if only I had the eagerness to practice when my dad first taught me 7 years ago. And because I don’t want to hear those same sermons anymore, I did what they have always wanted me to do.

4. Review

I decided to read my reviewers again every morning so that I won’t forget what I’ve learned in school.

5. Learn something new.

And that’s photography. I don’t have the passion for taking pictures. I am not doing this because everyone’s like, “OMG! I seriously need to get a DSLR for myself!” or “Wow! Everybody’s loving photography! I should try it too to fit in!” Haha. Seriously? I was just bored this morning and then I saw my sister’s camera and tried to take a few shots. I am not aiming to be a good photographer… I just need something to do when I am bored.

So that’s it. How about you? What do you do when you’re bored? I might get an idea in your replies. :)

Actually, I do not know if this is really a happy new year for our family. It’s because we received a bad news from my aunts. Tatay, papa’s father¹, had a not-so-good ultrasound result. He needs to undergo more tests to confirm the results. He’s diabetic and he’s having a lot of complications.

As a nurse, it’s already normal for me to hear such cases. I have handled so many diabetic patients when I was a student and a trainee. So when I heard about the news, I automatically discussed the pathophysiology of the result to my parents. It was hard explaining them in layman’s term.

As a grand daughter, I felt sad, of course. Who wouldn’t, right? Although I am not very close to my grand father², I still worry about his health.

But as the daughter of my grandfather’s first son, I am more of concerned. My father only lost two significant people in his life: his aunt³, who gave our 2 houses, and his grandmother⁴, who raised him up and sent him to school until he earned his degree. Nothing’s permanent in this world. I’m a nurse. With those diagnoses⁵, I know where this is leading to. I really hope that papa would face this challenge in his life and his family with strong faith in God.

I badly need your prayers for my grandfather and for our family.

On a lighter note, I made a quote for myself. It’s like a goal that I really, really have to achieve this year.

Tough, huh.

Credits to: Sophia Davies Designs for the template

1. my grandfather
2. because we grew up here in Quezon City and they are residing in the province ever since
3. tatay‘s sister
4. tatay‘s aunt
5. three different complications

During the rite of peace, as we were greeting each other with “Peace be with you”, I heard the old man saying “I’m sorry” to his wife with a kiss on the forehead. Isn’t that sweet? It’s one of the sweetest and touching scenes I’ve ever witnessed.

I don’t know but for some reasons, guys find it hard to apologize for their mistakes. I noticed it with my dad, my brother and some guy friends. And even TJ, I witnessed how it is hard for him to say “I’m sorry” everytime we have misunderstandings.

Few weeks ago, our relationship was really on the rocks. I had sleepless nights and puffy eyes for how many days. I felt my Christmas would be gloomy but I guess, our love for each other didn’t let our relationship end just like that. I apologized for my mistakes when we talked over the phone. He didn’t. But to my surprise, he texted me and said sorry. Maybe he realized that he also had failures in our relationship. Well, past is past. We’re starting anew now after we celebrated our very first anniversary yesterday in Subic with his family.

I gave him a scrapbook  with twelve pics representing each month that we were together. I am happy that he liked it. Actually, I was sad the whole day because he didn’t greet me as soon as he and his family picked me up at our house. I hated him for begging him to greet me. (I know, pathetic much.) And the only response that I got from him was a smile and a very sweet hug. Well, TJ is a guy full of surprises. He greeted me when they brought me home. It’s part of his plan. Although it wasn’t the way he planned it because my father showed up. Haha! At least, he made an effort.

I am happy. I am really happy and I know you can feel the kiligness in me while reading this entry. I thank God for giving me a not-so perfect but a very, very wonderful guy. I hope that we’ll grow old together just like the sweet old couple I met in the church.

Again, happy anniversary to my one and only love. :)