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Giving up is definitely not the phrase I can identify myself with. For a girl who always looks at the brighter side of things, it’s very unlikely to hear me say, “I give up.” There are times in our life that we feel so down and we don’t know what else we can do especially when things don’t happen the way we want them to be. We feel so alone and helpless drowning in our pool of misery. There were times that I felt like this especially when I am so overwhelmed by the many tasks that I have to do and pressured to get things right all the time. When I fail, I break down and yes, tempted to give up. When you fail, it doesn’t mean that you’re not good enough. You just have to do better. Keep in mind that “if you’re not getting hurt, you’re not riding hard enough.” So when you feel like giving up, always remember to get back on the bike and go along the ride of your life.
If you love someone, ask them for nothing. Don’t hold them back from their destiny. Don’t keep them from going off in search of their own answers. Don’t ask them for commitment. You will know commitment is real when it is something given willingly and not as something obligatory. Don’t ask them for promises. If you are patient, if you have faith, you will know in your heart when the right time for promises has come. And when that time arrives, then you will see that you have both lost nothing by setting each other free, and have instead gained a richer, fuller life, a wealth of experiences, and a stronger certainty of your desires. But should they not return to you, then life hasn’t cheated you because no promises were broken. Your bitterness will not last long, and you will feel thankful and blessed that at the very least, this beautiful soul has colored your life, that knowing them has already made life infinitely more meaningful. By setting a person free, you run a risk of them not returning. But always remember that you found them beautiful precisely because they were free. People are like sunlight. You can feel their warmth, and their glow, but you can’t hold them in your hand and keep them with you forever. People CHOOSE to stay. But a choice is made more meaningful when it is made despite so many other options. Love has no restrictions and it is through mistakes that sometimes we see the right answer. Because if you love someone, you ask them for nothing and they will come back to you. 
Please be awesome. We need to finish our research data collection by this month, and start our preparations for the defense on July. Nervous. Anyway, so are you, guys, prepared for school on Monday? :) My sister is a bit nervous. Nah. That’s but normal. I’m excited for her though. Wanna go back to my elementary and high school days. Enjoy these days if you’re in high school. They’re the best. roseusly whispered: "I am moody too, especially when I just woke up! :) Sometimes I want to stay at home but my mom wants me to go out. hahaha. But sometimes I want to go somewhere c:" Me too! :”) It’s okay, as long as we go out from time to time, and have some social life too. :”)) spokenwispers whispered: "i thought i was the only one whod rather stay home that go out somewhere !!♥ cheers to that ate!~~ ^_^" Yes! :”) Well there are really people like us. We’re normal. Cheers! :”) I’ve been having mild headaches and colds. Oh, and a cough on its way too. Also suffering from frequent asthma attacks now. Boo for my weak immune system. Why are you doing this to me? This is probably a result of frequent late-night sleep and a lot of stress. I should take a lot of rest. Gee, I’m so miserable. I wish I listened to mom when she said never to skip taking my vitamins.
People change. Life goes on. If you look at it, both things are pretty much the same. When things are so good you almost believe they could stay this way forever, but then, something happens. Or nothing. But everything else around looks different overnight. The ties that bond people are sometimes so strong that the phrase “grow old together” draws its meaning from them. But the thing is these people are so close that you can’t even see them changing, growing…apart. You make a stop on your way to have a good breath, and everyone’s gone far away. Miles further before you can even realise it. You wake up at night wondering where did the time go. What you were doing while all this was going on. People are moving on, and I am stuck right here on my feet watching. You’ve become… The option of your priority-people. They’re running ahead and you’re on your knees out of breath. And the utter meaning of loneliness explodes to your face. People always leave. The ones who said “I’m not going anywhere” were… sort of lying unconsciously. At some point people have to start living a life of their own and leaving some of their mates on the side of the road… To drive faster. To drive with… New people. With the one who will be lucky enough to sit on the passenger seat. You watch the car driving away wondering if you’ll ever gonna see them again. Truth is, yes, you will probably, someday. Their body here, and their minds away. I’ve always dreaded that moment. And I never expected it to be… So soon. Guess those guys were right about seizing the day and stuff. fearlessowler whispered: "Hi, Ate Yna. Good morning. :*" Hi, Kayn :”) Morning <33 I’m not like other girls who are uber-friendly and you can always find surrounded with their bunch of friends. Don’t get me wrong, I do have my friends. But only a few really know me and accept me for who I really am (I think). I’m Yna and here are 8 things you’ll hate about me: 1. I’m a big loner. I’d rather stay at home most of the time. I seldom bring my friends over ‘coz I don’t really enjoy being the host. In fact, I didn’t have my debut party (18th birthday celebration) ‘coz I don’t really enjoy being in the spotlight. I don’t join join college night outs or stuff ‘coz I always end up getting bored; partying isn’t really my cup of tea. During my free time I’d rather stay home and read, or watch movies or just like this, sit in front of my laptop and write about my thoughts. 2. I’m quite a moody gal. I have my own mood swings. I don’t like being woken up in the morning, or be bothered while I’m deep in what I’m doing. I know they’re just trying to strike up a conversation but there are days when I just like to be left alone and I feel harassed when people break my peace. 3. I can be too honest. I do believe everyone is entitled for their opinion. I don’t hesitate to let other people know what I think. I don’t like pretending I like something or someone so whenever there’s something I need to voice out, I say it. I try to be nice, though. 4. I’m a bit of a pusher. I really care for the people around me and I hate seeing them not achieve their potential so I encourage them to do things they wouldn’t even think of doing. I know I sound like a mom when I do this but I really don’t mind. 5. I’m very difficult to reach. I don’t check my phone 24/7. People text or message me online. In the same way that I do not like being bothered, I don’t like changing my schedule once I set my mind on it. I get a little frustrated for quite some time when I plan something and it doesn’t happen as I expected. Once I created a bubble, I do not like bursting it. 6. I’m insecure too. There are days when I feel like I’m no good and that everyone is better than me. I hate these feelings. But who doesn’t have those flashes? It really is just a matter of knowing how to battle these monsters. 7. I talk too much sometimes. I hate this. But sometimes when I get too excited, I talk real fast without realizing it. 8. I can be too hard on myself. I always try to strive for perfection, but oftentimes fall short in my own expectations. I am my greatest enemy when I battle those self-pity and what-could-have-beens. But despite of it, at the end of the day I try to just shake it off and move on. I try to be tough and I find it a good thing because I end up doing things I never thought I could. No matter how much I’d rather spend time with myself, being an occasional social butterfly makes me grow in my maturity. And no matter how laid-back my style is, I do like being in a really pretty dress or a pink hair accessory too. So I do guess it’s a bit weird that I’m telling you what you’ll hate about rather than the things you’ll absolutely adore about me but we’re all imperfect. We all have our quirks and tiny flaws but it doesn’t make us less but it actually what makes us human. Anonymous whispered: "how do you do the daily reads part? <333" Hm. My sister amourchica, actually made that for me. hihi :”) why some people don’t value/appreciate other people’s sacrifices. I didn’t go home to the province even with the long weekend we have, since there’s a lot of things to accomplish with our research work. I don’t understand why J would selflessly go home (without even bothering to tell us she would go somewhere else), leaving us four members left, struggling to finish everything left to do. Geez! J, I would quite understand if you informed us with your whereabouts, but you opt not to. Don’t you think we need a little respect and consideration here? This is not only our thesis, but yours too. Don’t you think you’re being unfair? You’ll get the same grade, same credit - but you didn’t do that much of the work. Well I do hope you get much rest this weekend. Take care too on your way back okay? P.S. I know you won’t get to read this, but I hope you know in your heart how irresponsible your actions are. Note: I just wanted to pour all my thoughts and rants, since this is the only way I can unload my annoyance. /my apologies. Love hurts. There is nothing as painful as a heartbreak. But in order to love again, you must learn to trust again. That’s the thing about love. You can never expect it to be perfect. You can’t assume it will last. You can’t always hold on to what’s in the past, sometimes you have to open up your heart to someone who much deserves it. You deserve a second chance on love. You deserve to be happy. People come and go, but there will be that someone who will never leave you. And only God knows who that person is. If you have found that person, good for you. Try your best to make it last. If it doesn’t, then he’s probably not the right one for you. Love is a constant journey. But you don’t go and look for it. You don’t think that the every guy you see might be the one for you. Let love find its way to you. In love, surely you’ll get hurt, even by the person who loves you the most. But that’s the beauty in it, because despite all the shortcomings, you still fight for the love. And that’s how you make it last. blaancaflor whispered: "Hi ate Yna! Kamusta po? :)" Hi, Denise! It was kinda a long day for me :) How about you? Nice photos you took on your blog <33 Anonymous whispered: "Ate yna, how did ya do that Instagram part?" I got it on snapwidget. <3 I don’t have many regrets in life, but most of them seem to come from being afraid. I hate that about myself. I hate it that I can make you think that I’m this person, and I’m not pala ’cause I was too darn afraid to do something. Where does the fear come from, anyway? Making mistakes? Being embarrassed? Just being wrong? All these things happen simultaneously. You make a mistake, you get embarrassed because well, you’re wrong. But is it worth the fear? You make a mistake, you correct it. Who knows, you might even improve the original situation. You get embarrassed, well honey, nobody really gives a crap, and no one really thinks what you’re thinking, unless you really want them to think that way. You make a mistake, you get up, get down and dirty, and try again. Get comforted by the thought of another tomorrow. Who cares what other people think? Here’s the truth: people think of you what you try to show them. Live your life, because no one will live it for you. Shit happens, that’s part of life. What’s important is how we learn from the mistake we make. ®ainbowsandletters
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 hi there, . Hello lovely, my name is Yna. I'm a nineteen year old girl with lots of inspirations and fears. I'm a college student, currently taking up medical technology. I love to feel the wind rush through my skin, the smell of trees in the morning, and hearing the birds chirp is music to my ears. Get to know me better. Feel free to browse over the pages. :) 
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