A duty became a passion

We all have our individual duties… It can be numerous, heavy duties or simply a part of routine or requirement….

Today is literally called a hospital duty as a student nurse of San Pedro College. Later this afternoon, I’ll be taking care of sick people whom I don’t know…I’ll be acquainted with them later…I’ll be hearing some of their life story, listen to their problems and foresee their need.

This duty is part of my educational requirement but the care or concern I’ve shown is genuine. It is not learned from the school curriculum or taught in the books but it is innate within me. I love taking care of people… After the almost 8 hours of duty, it pays off to see relieved faces from my interventions and most of all to hear them say “Salamat or thank you”

I hope indeed I have been an angel in the sick room every after duty….

my friends love problem

Valentine's day is over, I haven't make the most of the day to celebrate that day too.
Although my family and I did celebrate the love day through a small gathering , the said sumptious mocha cake which I got disappointed with, too sweet and the texture was disgusting and a videoke with magic sing.
The day was indeed memorable my sister for the first time in her college life went home early. She is said to be loveless just like me. I guess we did the right decision to celebrate the day with the people we really love and who really love us too.
We didn't have class during the said special day so the long chats with friends took place the day after the 14th....
It was unfortunate to hear a sad ending of a two year old love story. Both of them are my friends and I care for them. Betrayal, dishonesty, time constraints or should I say Time management was the said to be root of the break up.
Tears roll down and anger outburst are normal. You talk bout a bad experience, bad comment, hopeful thoughts but worried and lonesome inside.

When hurt are you still willing to fight over a love one if that love one was the root of that excruciating pain?

When to say its over and when to hold on?

when to fight and when to raise a white flag?

should you keep your love one's memoirs or throw it away?

Either way every break up is painful and difficult.