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Thursday, May 8, 2014

New school, new environment, new faces.

Well, I was suppose to post this up after the first day of school but I was busy and lazy so yeah.


First week of school was okay. I made friends, close ones even. I'm actually surprised that people could actually accept me. But I think I need to confess, that wasn't the real me; being cheerful, happy, hyper, friendly, its not the real me. If those people that really care or really want to know me, they will find out sooner or later. Those that don't care, won't know preferably forever, let them think they know who Jarica is, but what they know would be just another mask I wear.


Oh well, school. Its cool, I guess I understand its not going to be a smooth frictionless expressway, there's more to the course then just hoping it goes well. Some teachers made it enduring and fun for us. Some are just more concern about getting a point across.  But its not about the teachers or the different modules or the people, ok its a little bit about the people, its about how desperately I want to touch my dream. Barely, nearly, so close, almost, these aren't the ending I'm looking for.
I want. I must. I will.
Hence, I need to love, need to be great at this course. Guess that will explain my time for other things. My memory collection was on hold, scrapbooking, sleep, drama watching, etc.

I have this course called CNP aka Communication in Nursing Practice where every lesson the teacher would make us play different games to prove her point. I love it.
Recently, she made us play a game called "Johari window". Its a theory that 2 guys came up with to summarize every individual.

 
 
Well, the game goes like this; You write down what you think of yourself on one paper, next you paste a paper behind your back and your classmates will write what they think about you. Compare and write out the Johari window table.
I'm actually quite happy, overjoyed to be exact that this is what my classmates think of me:
 
 
 
I had never thought that people around me would think of me like this, ever. Like hey, Crazy's a good thing. XD. Like seriously, if any of you is reading this, you guys are Awesome. Thank you.
 
 
I'm going to answer some of the questions that were asked by some people.
 
Q: Why do I chose nursing as my course when I kept emphasizing I'm a Devil? (I believe Nurses to be angels on land.) -Anon
 
A: Well, I totally get why you asked. Its so ironic. I have always described myself as a Devil, but only because I like things that are filled with certain amount of misery or gore. Even myself, I preferred to be in depression, in pain and in sorrows. But, I had never wished that on others (excluding people I dislike at that moment where I curse and curse but don't really mean it). Instead, I don't want them to feel that way I have, so I want to help them. Make them feel less painful, less unhappy. Thus, this is one part to satisfying my heart, cleanse my soul and one step closer to reaching my dream.
 
 
Q: What exactly is your dream? -too many to name. XDX
 
A: I think I said it before. Haha, my main objective is to help those people that are feeling pain that I once felt. So I guess, majority of the people i want to help falls on the mental category. So, i want to be a psychologist, psychiatrist, or a counselor. Anything along that line. :D
 
 
 
I shall now do something that's very Jarica-ly now
"When we were young, we often check for monsters underneath our bed, but when we grew up, we stopped. When people asked, we would reply that we grew out of that childishness and that monsters doesn't exist. But deep down within, we stopped checking for monsters underneath our bed, not because it doesn't exist, but because the monsters that exist are inside of us."
Improvised from Joker.
 
 
To all those which concerns, I shall express myself more (and probably more selfies) not time. Ps.
Love you all.