krizza and happiness

I t’s been awhile since the last time we met, but then, fate had granted, we really have to meet again. I miss you. I am not sure but I know that you’re feeling the same way too. Or maybe, I just assumed.   I always got you in my mind.   You're a like track on my playlist that I keep on playing.               On the 6 years that I’ve known you, I found myself in a desperate position to be with you again. However, I didn’t quite imagine that I was the only one who keeps on hoping that one day you’ll be back for me. ‘I am not always your priority.’   You have treated me so badly, but unfortunately, I still love you.             You’re the last guy I am thinking right now and you’re the reason why things got so complicated. I have to let you go my dear. Being friends with you in this very long time, doesn’t make any sense anymore. The six years is enough already. I need my freedom and loving you is always a challenge.             Two years ago, I do

I received this simple token from my junior nurse the other day that made me happy as her senior and mentor. Working in the health care system seems so impossible to never look out for some glitches like work pressure, endless complaints, and horrible duty schedule, especially if you’re a nurse.  Well, being a nurse for four years was a tough experience already, but I still considered myself as a beginner. This note had given me an impression that I am more of a mentor now. I should be proud of this. However, I was thinking about writing my thoughts about this realization. One of my research proposals for my thesis was about nurse bullying. It had pushed me to include this selection to find some comparative study on the hospital violence among nurses in public and private institution. My personal experiences had given me enough reasons to think about it today. Did I experience nurse bullying? Or am I the bully already? Some people I’ve known in my profession would rather t

Loneliness Loneliness and the feeling of being unwanted is the most terrible poverty. -Mother Theresa Lonely is not being alone, it’s the feeling that no one cares. Loneliness is my worst enemy, but in the end he’s usually my only friend.    -Dave Guerrero Model:            Chandre Raizen B. Diocares Location:         Rizal Park, Koronadal City, South Cotabato, Philippines

Let's see what we have here. Meet YAEL. He's the firstborn of my classmate back in high school.  I am very much privileged to capture these precious moments for such a happy little boy.  

‘Right now, I am in love with my ex-boyfriend whom our relationship end up four years ago.’ Yeah. It’s a big and rush statement. Remember I’ve written a blog post last month that I don’t want to fall in love right now. But, here I am, enjoying the cuddling moments with the guy who broke my heart four years ago.  Everything was not planned. I don’t know with him, but when we met up last week, a spark between us ignited and it became the lush of a new relationship, of a second chance. I’m still in doubt about this set up. I am unsure of what will happen in the next few days. I have established my goals in life before he came back. I am still looking and aiming for that to happen. Well, I should not think this seriously. I need to go on, but I don’t want to reverse the decision of having him again in my life. Life can be so unexpected at times. It might give you surprises and even an opportunity to be linked in a wondrous luck. He’s the last guy I’ve been in a re

T I M E   O F F I have lit a candle one hour ago. Finally, at this moment, I have to put out the candle. I was actually hoping that at some point I can extend its capacity, but I am not capable of doing it. Unfortunately, I just have one candle. Being a book lover can help me to get through with my loneliness. I am in a sober mood right now. I can’t convince my friends that I am actually doing it. Yes, I am honest with myself. I disposed every guy I am into.  This sober mood was actually an advice from my high school classmate as I’ve told her that I am really struggling in my relationships. (‘Relationships’ because I’ve been with a lot of guys and I am not used in counting them anyway.) I keep holding on the past and I left messy things on the present. This is what I have accustomed from the time being I’ve learned how to love.          I am always wishing for my one true love. I’m a hopeless romantic. I keep on thinking what will happen in the next few years to c