Childhood years would not be complete without the Tagalog-dubbed Japanese TV series (i.e., Shaider, Mask Rider Black). And at the end of the show I will always look for the bottom right corner of the screen where the word “FIN” will be displayed. I’ve always wondered what it meant and up to now I can only surmise that it meant “finished.”

Three days ago we had our internship graduation. The sad part about this is that I don’t have even a single picture taken in the activity. I am a trigger-happy person when it comes to the camera. I like to document life using pictures. My camera-phone broke down on me. It just won’t save the goddamn pictures.

The good thing about it is, well, I am so done with internship. Yes I know I still have deficiencies to complete and probable make ups to comply with, but hey, the idea of retiring the internship blazer is comforting enough.

Goodbye internship. Goodbye Admitting History form. Goodbye IVF TF. Goodbye pa-assess po ng IV line. Goodbye pesky nurses who think they are superior than you. Goodbye duty – well at least for now. Thank God it’s over.

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Since last night, I have been wasted. A mistake from the past hunted me down. It made me question whether honesty is over rated. I was talking to myself while I treaded dark alleys. I can’t believe I was almost run down by vehicles. Totoo pala yung matutulala ka habang naglalakad ka dahil sa kakaisip. I thought it only happens in movies.

The worst thing about it all is that I can’t do anything about it. It’s already done. And it was done centuries ago. I never imagined it will have the complications such as what is present now. Hay. I guess if I knew that it has this complications I would have never even considered it. Stupidity takes its toll. BIG time.

I wanna take it back. How I wish life had a Ctrl-Z. How I wish my life has that Premiere interface where I could cut clips and throw it all away like that Robin Williams movie. Or heck, even something like Click. Ayoko na.