boxing

i really love boxing. i think it's a very emotional game. pacquiao (also known as pacman) and marquez just had a rematch. pacquiao eventually won via split decision, but it was a hell of a fight! i enjoyed every minute of the show. it was a perfect example of courage, perseverance, hope, and yes, winning and losing. eventually, these boxers will eventually retire. their knees will wobble, their punches will not matter anymore. they may even have "dementia pugilistica" when they grow old. BUT......they will definitely be remembered. their names will be etched in this generation's heart. its fascinating, really.....i even forgot my own problems.

when a door closes, a window opens

when i realized that nothing will happen to me if i dont make a move, i started to do something about it. i started going to my clinic. but well, the first few days were frustrating. i have a clinic, but i have no patients. my frustration turned to anger and disbelief and low self esteem. then, i went to seek other places, and then things just fell into place. i started having patients, and gradually, gaining back my confidence and self esteem. looking back, i realized that negative emotions will not go anywhere. there was a time that i was asking god how pathetic life could be, since a jeepney driver is earning more than what i was earning. but things changed. i almost lost my faith in God. its true. when one door closes, a window opens.......everything done according to His plan.

a prayer

my usual day begins with a prayer. let the journey begin. another day, another challenge, another chance to touch people's lives. i pray for everything and everyone, most especially for persons closest to my heart. there is only one path to happiness, and that is the RIGHT path. sometimes, we just dont understand how beautiful life can be. but now, im different. im a changed person, so to speak. life is worth living afterall, life is beautiful afterall.

sunshine after the rain

when you're down, there is no way but up. im literally slumped in the ground, my head bowed. so i guess there is no other way but pick myself up. i recently tried to pick up the broken pieces of my so called life. and gradually, i'm beginning to smile again. i realized that there are more people out there who have bigger problems. i failed, yes, but it's not the end of the world. im beautiful ( i hope so), im educated, my family loves me, my friends care for me. and yes, i have a whole life ahead of me. i shouldn't waste it. i shouldn't waste it on people who do not care about me. according to one of my co residents: the only people you need in your life are the ones who prove that they need them in yours. AMEN to that!