- Black Dog
All I ask for when I pray, steady rollin’
woman gonna come my way.
Need a woman gonna hold my hand,
won’t tell me no lies, make me
a happy man.
Black Dog - Led Zeppelin
One of my favorite breakfasts to start the day ☀️:
Organic low fat French vanilla yogurt, with French vanilla and almond granola, raspberries and blueberries :)
The last week of summer semester has finally arrived, and I am ready to conquer it!
I was feeling down and lonely today, but Aron wrote me this silly little poem and it made me smile :). He calls me his peanut. The simplest things mean so much to me.
Even though he annoys me sometimes, I can’t stand being apart. I can’t wait for that butthead to come home next week.
Mondays aren’t complete without mini moist cupcakes. 😍
[Flavors: German chocolate, cookies n cream, red velvet, s’mores, nutella, & toasted coconut]
On Mondays only, they sell for $1 each at Sweet! By Holly, a shop that sells frozen yogurt and cupcakes. They are SO delicious! I’ve kinda made a bad habit of stopping by the past few Mondays, thanks to my friend who introduced me to it. >_
Happy National Ice Cream Day! 🍦😋
- Your Guardian Angel
Don't You Fake It
“Other people are not medicine.”
May 27, 2014
So this past week, Aron and I have been bickering and although it’s bound to happen while we live together, it’s usually not as excessive as it has been over the last few days. It usually starts over something insignificant, then it opens itself into something deeper and just goes downhill from there. We’ve been pretty good about handling and working out our arguments, but sometimes you just get so fed up with everything and need to vent - hence my rant post early this morning…
Anyway, we both decided to take a visit to the beach because it was much needed. Any tension or frustration between us or within ourselves releases at the beach, and we both really needed that.
Aron surfed for a bit, but the surf quickly flattened out so we both bummed on the beach.
Aron took a short nap while I read and prepared for tomorrow’s lab experiment. Why do homework at home when you can do it at the beach, am I right? ;)
Overall, it turned out to be a nice day. I ended it singing happy birthday to my grandma who turned 73 today over video chat. Gotta love technology!
Now, I’m off to finish my lab assignments that I’ve procrastinated on. Tomorrow is going to be a busy day so I’m hoping to get it finished within the next 2 hours so I can get a decent amount of sleep.
You’re so insensitive to my feelings, it’s almost as if they don’t even exist. Why do I even express my thoughts and feelings when I’m always being accused of misunderstanding or overreacting. I admit when I’m being too sensitive, but fuck, is it too much to ask to acknowledge my feelings every now and then?
I’ve been on a horrible sleeping schedule. It’s past 3 AM. THANKS NETFLIX.
Waking up super early tomorrow regardless of how painful it’s going to feel. Ugh, I hate summers.
This week was the first week of summer classes and I can already tell this course (organic chemistry) is going to be extremely challenging. Yesterday I had lab and lecture right afterwards, and my brain was already overflowing with information. T_T It’s the only lecture and lab I’ll be taking this summer, which is good so I can focus all of my time and energy in that one class, instead of juggling it with 4 other classes like the other semesters…
I can do this.
Before this week, Aron and I had gone home for about a week and a half to spend time with our families before the summer term started. It’s crazy how fast time flies when we’re at home. It’s really like living in two worlds. Here in Jax, I get so consumed in school that I forget to have a life sometimes; while at home, I feel like a normal human being again. It’s such an escape to all of the responsibilities I have with being an adult and full time student…
However, my time at home wasn’t all fun and games. I did get to spend some quality time with my family, but a lot of that time was spent at the hospital.
I posted a blog a few weeks ago about my grandfather being admitted to the hospital. His blood levels were abnormally low, and he was feeling pretty weak. We waited days for the doctors to tell us what was wrong, and it felt like an eternity to get any news. Then one day at the hospital in my grandfather’s room, my mom, grandma, and I had just gotten back from the cafeteria and were setting up our lunch until a doctor walked in. We all paused and listened to what the doctor had to say, and we all immediately lost our appetite.
"The results came back from the lab, and I’m afraid to say it’s either leukemia or blood cancer. I am very sorry for the bad news."
I immediately asked him for details, such as what type of leukemia or what stage he might be in, and all he could tell me was that he didn’t know the details and that we’d have to ask his other doctor. That doctor came in for 5 minutes at most to tell us leukemia or blood cancer, and had NO answers to any of our questions, then he left the room. You couldn’t imagine the thoughts going through our heads.
My grandfather doesn’t speak or understand English very well, but I know he knew what cancer meant and I could see the fear in his eyes. In everyone’s eyes. Despite the bad news, we all stayed strong and kept positive vibes for my Tatay.
Later that night, he was transferred to a different hospital that had an Oncology unit. And from there, all we could do was wait for more news. After tests and more tests, it was finally concluded that Tatay has Acute Myeloid Leukemia (AML), and he was to be started on treatment as soon as possible. My family and I all know how chemo is such a nasty thing and what it does to people. We’ve seen it through a dear family friend of ours and it isn’t pleasant. But they told us chemo was his only chance in fighting it, unfortunately. We thoroughly explained everything to my grandpa so he could make the choice and understand what to expect.
So far, he has been keeping such a positive attitude and I’m so proud of him for that. I know how hard it must be for him to be trapped in a hospital room when he’s used to working outside in the yard and being active at home. His chemo is a 7-day treatment, and he will be required to stay for another 4-6 weeks to recover. Once they send him home, he’ll need to go back for more tests to see where to go from there. I’m hoping he won’t experience really harsh side effects, but either way, I know he will fight through it.
My mom has been there for him every single day and I know how tiring it is for her, especially now that she just started her new job. I wish more than anything that I could be home to help out, but I am required to take this summer class :/. Thankfully my sister lives near so she’ll be there to help out with my mom, and to drop by to check on my grandma now that she’s home alone during the day.
Despite the bad news, I myself am keeping a positive attitude. I pray for my Tatay’s recovery and to give him the strength to fight this battle. He will fight it!