Dr. House

D - damaged (walks with a cane, burned by love)

R - ruthless and rude

H - hot

O - outrageously acerbic and arrogant

U - unapologetically unconventional

S - sexy

E - exceptionally brilliant


How can I not be crazy about him?

I’ve been cooped up in the house, sleeping way past my bedtime, missing appointments and even extending lunch breaks just to indulge in a Dr. House DVD marathon ever since Fritz (shoot him!) brought seasons 1 and 2 to the house. And now all I can think about is scouring for the following seasons’ installments in the streets of Fuente or even that place that I always try to avoid (clue: it starts with a C).

I know, I know. This is not me.

Having spent enough time with him, I figure just how Dr. House would diagnose me with the aggravating symptoms above: an addict. Bad. This is so bad.

Things I learned from him so far:

1. It’s human nature to lie. People always lie. It’s just a question of what we lie about.

2. If you’re a doctor, eventually you’re bound to kill someone. If you can’t deal with it, get out.

3. You’ll know what’s the right thing to do when you allow yourself to commit mistakes.

4. You have got to stop pleasing people and do what’s right, even if they’ll end up hating you for it.

5. In life, you’ve got to choose one and accept to lose the other.


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Last night, I realized how blessed I am to be FREE:

To use my brain, my body, my heart
To live in my own home
To walk the streets
To bond with my family
To go out with friends
To work
To smile
To eat
To have the option to be sane and insane when I want to
To learn
To be healthy
To live
To love

… when some people can’t, when some people don’t have such freedoms. It makes complaining about the things we have no control over just oh-so- petty.

Thank God.