Waiting for Ever After

So I have a confession to make.  Here it goes:  At 21, I still had 'No Boyfriend Since Birth'. If you're going to ask me if it's by choice or by chance, I can only say that it's a little bit of both!

I've never been in a relationship my whole life so my idea of romance is still based on Disney fairy tales and Nicholas Sparks novels.  At my age, I'm still waiting for a handsome prince charming who will knock me off my feet, a brave knight in shining armor who will rescue me from social oblivion and a statuesque popular guy who will dare to take a look me.  Maybe my prince who's willing to listen to my cheesiest quotes and most random statements is still resting in his palace.  Maybe he's waiting for me and together, we'll watch the sunset at bay. Maybe, these are just plain maybes. 

Anyway, I came across some wedding magazines this weekend and I'm still at awe about it.  The wedding bliss, all the nostalgia that looking at pictures of beautiful unions have brought me enhanced my longing for my own ever after. 

I don't really know if I'll have my own wedding someday but one thing is for sure: I can patiently wait for my own prince charming.  He does not have to be royalty. He does not have to be handsome, brave or statuesque.  He can always be an ordinary guy who will love the plain and simple me.

Lovelots,
Maica Angelle

Strucked by Angels

the little nurse

If the previous weeks were full of intrigues, this week is all about dealing under pressure, learning the hard way and finding my way back home.  Yeah, the other weeks might have been tough for me and my twin sister but we're learning to be stronger.  So now, we're living life the way we see it.  We're too tired to cry, too exhausted to hear false rumors about us and too worn out to please everybody.  So yes, it's hard but we're getting there.

The week started with me on duty at the Pediatric Ward and well, it ended with me having once-in-a-lifetime first encounters of the Emergency Room and the Mangyan Ward.  What can I say? I'm learning but I still have a long way ahead of me.

I really love kids. Actually, I've always envisioned myself as a Pediatric Nurse someday. However, when I had to actually deal with these tiny beings, I felt somehow that Pediatrics might not be my thing.  Common, kids can be such pains in the ass.  They can really cry upon seeing medical people.  They can really take much time of nurses when they need to have intravenous lines.  They are young, carefree and innocent.  They are kids and while they can be hard to deal with sometimes, their smiles mean a lot.  Hence, they are one of the few who can put lighter notes in the music of my soulful life.  They are my little angels and no matter how loud their cries are or how irritating they can be, they are still cute, little beings who bring joy to our lives..

So now, I'm still considering the Pediatric Nursing field and yes,  goodbye blog for now, hello Pediatric Ward!  Tata.

Lovelots,

Maica Angelle

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