First day of school noon, lahat yata ng taong nakita ko na tumayo sa harap ng room 213, natanong ko kung anong block sila. Hindi pa ako sure kung ano talaga ibig sbihin ng word na "block" sa college, pero dahil masyadong High school-ish yung "section", sinabi ko nalang block 1CA3 ako.
After a few minutes, I can still remember it quite vividly, when I saw this girlaloo who looked like she was lost. So just like everyone else, I asked her which block she belongs to. Fortunately, both of us were destined to be in 1CA3. We entered the room and I sat next to her. I didn't know why of all people that I have talked to and approached that day, I chose to sit beside this girl. We introduced ourselves to each other and I asked for her number. I tried typing her name in my phone but she politely said "sabi ko na mali e". Just like many of us, once upon a time, namali din ako sa spelling ng name niya. The name is EUNISSE.
I didn't know that that girl whose name was so hard to spell would be my college buddy for better or for worse, for hunger or for bloated-ness.
Months passed by, I wasn't the easiest person to get along with, and so was she. I can say that our friendship, just like metamorphosis, undergone a process which slowly turned into something more beautiful than we ever expected. Chos. Metamorphosis pa daw. Hahahahaha. (Kakanood ko lang ng "It Takes A Man And A Woman") Kasi naman, tignan niyo tong pictures namin, through jeje times, through payat-ness and taba-ness, may bangs o wala, maitim o maputi, short hair or long hair, pinag-daanan namin lahat yan together! :)
Sa dami ng group works or partner works na nalampasan namin kahit minsan hindi kami nag-away ng bonnga. Alam kong naiinis siya sakin, minsan ako din sa kanya pero normal lang yun. Sa apat na taon ba naman ng pressure at kung ano anong stress, sobrang galing lang talaga namin na na-maintain namin yung real friendship na walang hidden feelings or backstab-an.
Yung pressure at stress ng 4 years nakakapang-hingalo, nakakasira ng relationships but we went through all that and it made us better and stronger, never falling apart. Imagine: thesis at IMC palang OA na sa ngarag, eh magka-group kami sa parehong 'yon. Di pa kasama yung mga singit singit na prods, papers at activities na dagdag sa eyebags. Hanggang sa paghahanap ng pag-oojt-han, kami ang mag-kasama.
Eunisse de leon: my forever college kakampi.
Di sapat ang isang blog post para i-kwento lahat pero eto nalang muna nag shortcut. Abangan mo nalang yung portion na to sa Biography ko. :))))
Seldom can one find a friend that's so real, honest, reliable, and fun to be with. Gets na gets niya ko. Gets na gets ko din siya. Affectionate akong tao, mayakap at ma-kiss. Affectionate din naman siya but siguro, she expresses it in a diffferent way. We had to adjust sa kung ano ako at kung paano siya. And I'm proud that we were able to build a friendship that meets both of us halfway.
Dear Eunisse,
Hahahaha. Ito yung ganti ko sa surprise gift at letter mo na nakakabaliw.Sayang hindi natin nakainan lahat ng kainan around UST pero someday babalik tayo dun at bibilhin natin silang lahat! Pati yung Simple Line!
Pero seriosuly, thank you for making my college life fun and bearable, for being real and for always being there. Mula sa pagpapaload hanggang sa pag-bili ng sapatos sa over pass, thank you. Hahahaha. Salamat sa pag-totolerate mo sa kabaliawn ko kay Jeric Fortuna kahit minsan too much info na ang na-sheshare ko dahil sa kaka-stalk ko sa kanya. Hahahaha! Salamat sa patience at sa honesty. Mamimiss kita friend. Huhuhuhu. Ayoko naaaaaaa. Hahahahha.
Hindi kita sasabihan ng good luck kasi alam kong kahit walang luck magiging successful ka. You have the character and the ability to reach your dreams. Susuportahan kita sa pagiging president mo ng Kpop fans club at sa addiction mo sa Kdramas. Invite mo din ako sa kasal mo, binyag ng anak mo pati sa libing mo. (De Leon, 2013) Hahahahahaha. Basta we'll stay friends forever, promise!
Love you, friend!
400,000 hugs and kisses din! (De Leon, 2013) Hahahaha
P.S. Nasan na yung powerpoint presentation na 4 years mong pinag-isipan? Excited na ko makita Hahahahah :))
Mamimiss talaga kita. Pati yung moments na nag-iisip tayo ng mga kamuka ng mga tao. Pati yung pag-susum up natin ng mga dapat gawin kapag nasa tapat na tayo ng carpark bago umuwi. Tsaka yung pag-chichismisan natin sa chatbox, yung mga knock knock jokes, yung pamamanhid ng paa natin sa TYK, pag-pilit ko sayo mag-milktea, pag-jebs mo sa dorm namin, sisig moments, pag-CR,horror stories at yung common crush natin. :))))
CONGRATULATIONS SATIN. NA-KAYA NATIN ANG LAHAT. WOOOH!
See you again soon! :*
Yung friend mo na kamukha ng tutor mo,
Jan Lois <3
Saturday, April 6, 2013
Sunday, June 17, 2012
What My Lunch Made Me Realize
So today I went to the mall to buy a gift for my Dad this Father's Day. After an hour of searching, I finally settled for a McJim Leather Belt which I know my dad would use very often.
After looking around (kasi I don't have money to shop) I felt I was already hungry and went to Pizza Hut for lunch.
I was almost tempted to go for my usual order: Spaghetti and Iced Tea. Why? Because first, it's not that pricey and second, it's safe and convenient. I'm pretty sure of its taste, I'd never have to wonder whether I'd like the food or not because I've tried it a hundred times and for me it's good enough.
But a thought changed my mind. I realized It wont hurt to try something else.
I ordered for a Fettuccine Ala King and a Tropical Fizz. It didn't cost me that much but I've tried something new and realized something too.
Here comes my latest realization.
I have always been the type of person who always stays at the safe side. I rarely risk. Oftentimes I over-think things. I hate being caught on situations unprepared. I prefer knowing before-hand. I'd spend more than an hour looking for a movie to watch: reading plots, watching trailers going through reviews and comments. It happens to me all the time. My night would be wasted trying to find a good movie just because I don't want to risk my two hours on a non-sense film. Little did I know, I was already wasting too much of my time by endlessly searching.
Why can't I just sit back and relax and try something new and not worry about whether the movie will turn out good or bad? Why can't I just go with the flow and for once, try something new? Why can't I break-free from my daily routine and my usual patterns? Why can't I just try something else? Because I am seriously getting bored of the USUAL.
It never occurred to me that a bunch of Fettuccine and a Tropical-whatever-drink would somehow make me think about a lot of things. This instance is just a tiny little thing, actually. I can choose not to reflect on it, but I realized it's worth pondering on. It's not much of a big deal if I'm a play-safe-person kasi that's just one part of my personality. But this whole Fettuccine thing really did me good.
Now that I'm writing this blog, it came to me just now... I realized that this whole boredom-of-my-usual-preferences-stuff has been bugging me for several weeks now. It's just today that I started to be serious on acting upon it. But unknowingly, I have been actually doing something upon it, I remembered that for the past 2 weeks, I have been ordering different flavors of milk tea; which is new for me since I have been alternately ordering coffee konjac and Tapioca Black for the past 2 years EVERYDAY.
It really doesn't hurt to try something else. If it tastes bad, it's worth the experience, if it tastes good, then I got myself a new addiction!
Besides, how would you know if something better is out there if you won't try and find out for yourself?
I found that with little things, I can make myself happy by exploring and knowing what else is out there. From now on, I choose to explore. I'd go out there with openness while embracing the possibilities... BECAUSE IT'S A VERY FREEING WAY TO LIVE.
So that's what I've learned today. Never thought that food and drinks could actually make me realize a whole lot of things. :)
After looking around (kasi I don't have money to shop) I felt I was already hungry and went to Pizza Hut for lunch.
I was almost tempted to go for my usual order: Spaghetti and Iced Tea. Why? Because first, it's not that pricey and second, it's safe and convenient. I'm pretty sure of its taste, I'd never have to wonder whether I'd like the food or not because I've tried it a hundred times and for me it's good enough.
But a thought changed my mind. I realized It wont hurt to try something else.
I ordered for a Fettuccine Ala King and a Tropical Fizz. It didn't cost me that much but I've tried something new and realized something too.
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| It's supposed to look more delicious than this but camera phone sucks. |
Here comes my latest realization.
I have always been the type of person who always stays at the safe side. I rarely risk. Oftentimes I over-think things. I hate being caught on situations unprepared. I prefer knowing before-hand. I'd spend more than an hour looking for a movie to watch: reading plots, watching trailers going through reviews and comments. It happens to me all the time. My night would be wasted trying to find a good movie just because I don't want to risk my two hours on a non-sense film. Little did I know, I was already wasting too much of my time by endlessly searching.
Why can't I just sit back and relax and try something new and not worry about whether the movie will turn out good or bad? Why can't I just go with the flow and for once, try something new? Why can't I break-free from my daily routine and my usual patterns? Why can't I just try something else? Because I am seriously getting bored of the USUAL.
It never occurred to me that a bunch of Fettuccine and a Tropical-whatever-drink would somehow make me think about a lot of things. This instance is just a tiny little thing, actually. I can choose not to reflect on it, but I realized it's worth pondering on. It's not much of a big deal if I'm a play-safe-person kasi that's just one part of my personality. But this whole Fettuccine thing really did me good.
Now that I'm writing this blog, it came to me just now... I realized that this whole boredom-of-my-usual-preferences-stuff has been bugging me for several weeks now. It's just today that I started to be serious on acting upon it. But unknowingly, I have been actually doing something upon it, I remembered that for the past 2 weeks, I have been ordering different flavors of milk tea; which is new for me since I have been alternately ordering coffee konjac and Tapioca Black for the past 2 years EVERYDAY.
It really doesn't hurt to try something else. If it tastes bad, it's worth the experience, if it tastes good, then I got myself a new addiction!
Besides, how would you know if something better is out there if you won't try and find out for yourself?
I found that with little things, I can make myself happy by exploring and knowing what else is out there. From now on, I choose to explore. I'd go out there with openness while embracing the possibilities... BECAUSE IT'S A VERY FREEING WAY TO LIVE.
So that's what I've learned today. Never thought that food and drinks could actually make me realize a whole lot of things. :)
Saturday, May 26, 2012
My Internship @ JobStreet.com
Total hours required: 200 hrs
Company: JobStreet.com Philippines, Inc. (Marketing Dept.)
20/F Cybergate Tower 3, Pioneer St., Mandaluyong City
Date Started: April 10, 2012
Date Finished: May 18, 2012
I was on LRT EDSA station, roaming around, running late for
my first day of work, not knowing which way to go, completely lost in the midst
of rushing people in the hugeness of the Metro. I went out the train station,
giving up the hope of getting to my workplace on-time after seeing that
kilometric lane of people at the ticket booth. So I tried my luck outside,
confident that I can always catch a taxi anytime. After an hour of walking and
waiving, I finally got a cab to take me to my workplace in Pioneer St.,
Mandaluyong.
When I got to JobStreet’s office, people were already going
home and the place seemed untidy and flooded. I thought baka nag-lilinis lang.
But after a few minutes, the HR told us that the place was actually flooded
after a faucet was left leaking during the Holy Week holidays. Unfortunately,
computers were broken and papers were wet. It didn’t take long when my boss,
Ma’am Cai, called me to give me some take home assignments since there will be
no office for that day.
So I went home and did that take-home task and went to
office the next day. A week went on doing writing tasks like letters, articles
and also assisting the bosses. I was already having fun when a project was assigned
to me, The I Found Mine Campaign.( I will kwento about this in another post.) I
began to have even more fun.
After the IFM, I was assigned to another task: updating the
School Database. I was calling up some 218 universities around NCR updating their
contact details. It seems like it’s an easy task, but believe me when I say
that it’s crazily HARD. People on the phone are not always kind, sometimes they
lose their etiquette, and my patience wasn’t that long. Also, I wasn’t really
used to using the Microsoft Excel and with that task; I was forced to learn how
it really works. The tiny letters and the “nakakalito-ness” of the whole thing have
actually stretched my patience and logical skills. I’m glad na-kaya ko. I was
able finish it with the help of my fellow interns and Ma’am Kheng, the
Marketing Assistant. After NCR, north
and south Luzon naman. Then after updating those databases, I sent invitations via
email to school administrators, including those in Cebu, for the upcoming
Career Congress on June. I follow up and receive confirmations and file piles
of documents. It took me several weeks to finish it. Some random tasks were
also assigned to me like inquiring for Pep Squad services, answering phone
calls and one time, I assisted for a shoot for an interview with an HR Officer
of JobStreet with a TV5 morning show. Some random secretariat tasks, attending
meetings and preparing for events were the things that kept me busy for weeks.
On my last day at work, when supposedly I was to be in
office for only 3 hours to complete the required 200 hours, I ended up spending
11 more because we went to an event, a job fair in Clark, Pampanga. I could
have just stayed in the office for a half-day but I couldn’t let the chance
pass without ever experiencing how it was to organize an event. So even though
I was tired the whole day and though my whole body is shouting ouch, and my
mind wants to go blank for lack of sleep, I pushed through because I was happy
with what I’m doing. Work doesn’t seem like work at all. I was inspired and
happy and inspired and happy. You read it right, not a typo error; I was really
very inspired and happy.
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| w/ Ma'am Shella, after Pampanga event |
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| w/ Ma'am Cai, the best boss :) |
During the one-hour lunch break everyday, I eat at the Forum
mall near the Cybergate Tower 3 where foods are actually good but are a little
bit pricey. Sometimes I eat with friends who were also having their internship
near the area. And sometimes, we interns, would eat together with the Marketing
department people. During this one hour break, I look around me and lots and
lots of thoughts occupy my mind: about what will happen to me after graduation;
about the hundreds of employees I see and whether they are happy with their
jobs or not; whether I would work in that same place in the future or not; and
how I can afford to eat out in pricey restaurants with big meals someday. Lots
of questions, indeed but honestly, the last one mattered the most than others.
Haha. I Have this bad habit of buying
myself large and delicious meals as a reward for working so hard and for waking
up so early in the morning. Food is my one and only vice. Food sips out my
allowance really fast.
Though the hours were long and the tasks were exhausting,
days went on fast because I enjoy the company of people I work with. They are
really fun to be with. The laughter and smiles,
their jokes and teasing around made my day. But it never cease to amaze
me how such cheerful people could be so smart and professional at the same
time. One thing is true, they are good at what they do, and someday I want to
be like them too. As they assign tasks to us, they assist and teach us too.
They help us learn and understand how
things really work, especially Ma’am Cai. And though she’s really busy, she
takes time to help me learn things not only in the business world but lessons
about real life. I owe her a lot of
thanks.
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| Over-time, fun times... |
My journey to the office, that one and a half hour everyday,
and that very long bus ride, with the traffic and the pollution; I used to hate
them all. But now, I miss it… excluding the terrifying part of walking along
Cubao at night, that, I won’t miss. Never.
A lot of people were asking me why I opted to have my
internship with JobStreet, why not in the country’s leading TV Networks, why
not in any other company which is closer to my major. I say I have been
studying advertising and production for how many years already, and though I
would want to practice them, I prefer to widen both my knowledge and skills by
not concentrating in only one field. And I was right when I chose JobStreet, I
learned production, advertising, marketing, and writing altogether. I was never
asked to make coffee, not a mean word was said to me. I learned and had fun
more than I hoped for. No regrets, just a huge pile of thanks.
208 hours or a month and a week, I learned too many
things. If only Mandaluyong City would
be one ride away from my place here in Cabanatuan, I would love to work until
the last day of my summer vacation. I thank JobStreet.com for giving me the
best internship experience. They truly deserve to be the No.1 job site in the
Philippines for they give a lot of Filipinos better lives through better
careers.
Before I went for Jobstreet, I was praying for another
company to accept me. Of course I was depressed and disappointed after knowing
that I failed to get in. But after several weeks, I realized JobStreet was well
worth it.
Internship may just be a 3-unit requirement, but its value
and importance to students is immeasurable. It is far more important than other
irrelevant subjects and others taught by
lazy and inconsiderate professors.
Friday, May 25, 2012
Welcome me back, blog! :)
It’s been a while since I last wrote here. I have to admit,
I have been crazily busy and lazy these past few months. If anybody happens to read
my blog, please forgive me for not updating this since forever. School,
internship, Sims 3 and sleep took much of my time.
Anyway, since it’s already untimely to blog about the things
I have listed too many months ago, I will only blog about the most recent
adventures I jump into. I have to say this: it discourages me every time I see
the list of all my unaccomplished posts, those that will only remain to be titles
forever. Sayang, if only I wasn’t that busy and lazy, I could have gathered
some more blog traffic.
There’s one thing I’ve learned from both blogging and
writing on my planner: that you cannot actually bring back time, both literally
and figuratively.
Literally: although Mr. Einstein already started the
possibility to time travel, until scientists get a little bit smarter to
continue that, we will still be unable to bring back nor advance time.
Figuratively: It is hard to write about something that is not already fresh in
your memory. I learned that it is important to write about things while you can
still say “it just happened” while you can remember every detail vividly, when
you still feel that feeling, while all the thoughts are still accurate; because
if not, you will end up being too lazy to write about it anymore for you have
already lost the excitement and momentum.
Bottomline: Whether it’s laziness or busyness that keeps you
from writing, if you feel that you really have to write about something, PLEASE
DO. You can never write as beautifully as while you are IN THAT MOMENT.
So I’ve learned that already, not promising that I won’t
stop blogging again, though. But expect me to write more this time. :)
Thanks, friends!
-END-
Monday, January 2, 2012
PASKUHAN with Abz :)
Normally, people would go to UST Paskuhan with their college friends and acquaintances, but I do just the opposite -- I went with my High school friends. And just like every night-out with them, we had so much fun. :)
Not that I hate my college friends, or I don't like being with them, because I do. It's just that it's been a tradition for us, Manila ABZ, to attend Paskuhan and sleep over in someone's condo after.
Sobrang daming tao, ang hirap maka-contact at ang hirap hanapin nung place sa field. Ang hirap tumapak sa manila paper ng my manila paper. ang hirap sumingit, mag-cr at ang hirap maligaw -- my annual Paskuhan Problems.
But despite those, I still arranged everything for ABZ. I posted sa group namin weeks before, even advertised it para mas nakakagana. I bought manila paper, mineral water, some chips, and chocolates. I coordinated kung sino pwedeng umampon samin and kung kaninong condo pwedeng mag-sleep over. and just like last year, sobrang sakit ng paa ko dahil sa pabalik-balik sa gate sa pag-sundo sa kanila kasi iba't ibang time sila dumating. The time and the effort -- but then worth it pa rin lahat.
The laughs. The reminiscing of old memories. The good conversations. The singing with the band. The fireworks. The pictures. The long wait in KFC.The journey to Timog. The long walk. That madaling-araw meal.The horror movie. The few hours of sleep. And the missing USB. :)))
They're surely worth the pagod and the inis of setting up a get -together.
I dont know, but there's just a feeling that I feel that whenever I'm with them, everything odd fades -- and everything good shines like a dragon firework. :))
I love you guys.. sa susunod na Paskuha ulit.Thursday, December 15, 2011
Friends and other Painkillers
It's the feeling that whatever happens, i'll be just fine because they are there. the comfort, the ease, the absolutely-no-judgment guarantee, that even with my make-up smudged or even if I fart out loud, or even if my hair doesn't look nice, and though I rant about the same things for several years, despite all the unlovely things about me and all the stuffs that I cannot do, we're still friends.
If the world is a big department store, i think FRIENDS are the best and the ultimate freebies that you get.
Lorraine, Trizian, Kim and Kimmie, you know I love you guys, i tell you that a lot.. so less the drama, I'm gonna tell you I miss you and I'll see you soon! :) <3
SEE US IN OUR NOT SO GLAMOROUS PHOTOS. :))
Friday, December 2, 2011
Mommy, Daddy and my Pink Tooth
I thank toothaches for moments like this. Mommy and Daddy taking me to the Dentist, isn't that sweet?
It was Sunday when my wisdom tooth started to give me pains. I took pain relievers until the next day. Tuesday came and the pain worsens. Mommy decided to take me to the dentist referred by my friend Trizian. We were in the car on the way to the clinic when all of a sudden a felt a cloud of appreciation in my heart. Yes. Haha.
I was last on the list so we have to wait in a long line of toothache and braces people. I was sitting between mommy and daddy. I was nervous, afraid, scared, anxious and terrified all at the same time. I have always been afraid of Dentists, the odd metal and whatever instruments they stick inside people's mouths and the way they demand people to say 'aaaaaaaa' for 96 hours non-stop. Hahaha.I have never been comfortable being around medical people. Ironically, I feel threatened and scared. That is why I really appreciate mommy and daddy accompanying me to the clinic despite the fact that their daughter is an 18-year old grown up, living in Manila alone for 5 days a week. It may seem ridiculous, but to me, it's sweet. Right there, sitting next to them, on that horrible moment of my dental life, I felt thankful for having such sweet parents who never gets tired of being there for me. Once again, I felt like their little baby girl. And it's an indescribable feeling of being sandwiched by my parents love. And then all of a sudden, I felt thankful to a toothache that reminded me how blessed I am for having my parents around.
While we were waiting for my turn, Daddy keeps telling me how he had to undergo a surgery just to get rid of his wisdom tooth. You have no idea how my Daddy tells a story, he tells it very well, I can picture the scenes quite vividly! As what he usually does during medical matters like this, he's been scaring me, telling me that I would have to go through the same surgery because my Ate also did. I was all the more afraid. I gave him sweet punches and mild 'kurot'. HAHA.
I'm going to make the long story short, after the dentist saw what she has to see, and after seeing my dental X-ray,.. guess what? Dad was right. I would have to undergo the same surgery. There's something going on within my teeth. A certain tooth named 'Pinktooth' has been stuck under my gums all these years. My wisdom tooth has been preventing Pinktooth to grow and be a normal one. All these years he has been hiding under my gums just because wisdom tooth won't let him out, and that's quite unfair.. and painful in my part! Hence, the surgery.
I can't imagine that fateful day when that dentist opens my gums and do justice for my stuck tooth, that would be equally relieving and horrifying. I don't know how I'm gonna get through it. But one thing's for sure, as long as I got Dad on my side and Mom on the other, I've got nothing to be afraid of.
I am 18 and I'm brave. I can do this because mommy told me that I can. I will get through this because daddy taught me how to be strong.
It's just a tooth after all, A TOOTH!
It was Sunday when my wisdom tooth started to give me pains. I took pain relievers until the next day. Tuesday came and the pain worsens. Mommy decided to take me to the dentist referred by my friend Trizian. We were in the car on the way to the clinic when all of a sudden a felt a cloud of appreciation in my heart. Yes. Haha.
I was last on the list so we have to wait in a long line of toothache and braces people. I was sitting between mommy and daddy. I was nervous, afraid, scared, anxious and terrified all at the same time. I have always been afraid of Dentists, the odd metal and whatever instruments they stick inside people's mouths and the way they demand people to say 'aaaaaaaa' for 96 hours non-stop. Hahaha.I have never been comfortable being around medical people. Ironically, I feel threatened and scared. That is why I really appreciate mommy and daddy accompanying me to the clinic despite the fact that their daughter is an 18-year old grown up, living in Manila alone for 5 days a week. It may seem ridiculous, but to me, it's sweet. Right there, sitting next to them, on that horrible moment of my dental life, I felt thankful for having such sweet parents who never gets tired of being there for me. Once again, I felt like their little baby girl. And it's an indescribable feeling of being sandwiched by my parents love. And then all of a sudden, I felt thankful to a toothache that reminded me how blessed I am for having my parents around.
While we were waiting for my turn, Daddy keeps telling me how he had to undergo a surgery just to get rid of his wisdom tooth. You have no idea how my Daddy tells a story, he tells it very well, I can picture the scenes quite vividly! As what he usually does during medical matters like this, he's been scaring me, telling me that I would have to go through the same surgery because my Ate also did. I was all the more afraid. I gave him sweet punches and mild 'kurot'. HAHA.
I'm going to make the long story short, after the dentist saw what she has to see, and after seeing my dental X-ray,.. guess what? Dad was right. I would have to undergo the same surgery. There's something going on within my teeth. A certain tooth named 'Pinktooth' has been stuck under my gums all these years. My wisdom tooth has been preventing Pinktooth to grow and be a normal one. All these years he has been hiding under my gums just because wisdom tooth won't let him out, and that's quite unfair.. and painful in my part! Hence, the surgery.
I can't imagine that fateful day when that dentist opens my gums and do justice for my stuck tooth, that would be equally relieving and horrifying. I don't know how I'm gonna get through it. But one thing's for sure, as long as I got Dad on my side and Mom on the other, I've got nothing to be afraid of.
I am 18 and I'm brave. I can do this because mommy told me that I can. I will get through this because daddy taught me how to be strong.
It's just a tooth after all, A TOOTH!
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