Outbursts

Don't You Just Love It?

2009-12-23T00:24:00.003+08:00

You're with everyone at home, on a Monday.
It's already 10am, but the cold breeze masks the sun's heat, making you think it's still 6.
You have the most valid excuse to sleep all day, to pig out, and to demand for gifts.
You meet with good old pals, after a year or more of no communication.
Everyone attempts to help, give, and love more than usual.

Christmas, you have one avid fan right here. :)

*done blabbing.

Only The Phinest

2009-12-11T23:30:00.002+08:00

Most of the time, it's because I want to or because I have to.

Sometimes I ignore or forget - but today, I was reminded of one of the reasons why I work for and as Phi.

It's for them, and for Him up above. :)

*done blabbing.

Happy 40th, Auntie Gil! :)

2009-11-29T17:55:00.004+08:00

Just arrived home from a 2-day, 2-night stay at Renaissance hotel with the whole family.

I was very stressed the day before because of the second NeuroPsych exam, and it really was a much, much needed break. Grabe, Makati life! I had a dip in the pool, the comfort of going to Greenbelt in a few steps, the best-est buffet meal ever, and the chance to pretend that life was THAT great and easy. It was truly a short escape from the small horrors of my world. :)

But it really isn't the food or the way of life that made me happy at the end of it all, but the thought that 1. I was with my family. and 2. I have one aunt who is willing to make such an effort to make everyone else happy, on her own birthday. :)

Happy birthday, Auntie Gil! You know we all love you. :)

*done blabbing.

Only On A Night Prior to An Exam-Free Week..

2009-08-21T01:04:00.003+08:00

..can you see Kathleen, June and Kris giggling over Pride and Prejudice, Serine Facebook-ing, and Ceej sleeping soundly. :P

I love long weekends! :D

*done blabbing.

How to Save A Life? Have a Dress Made. :D

2009-07-17T19:26:00.000+08:00

Choose from the masterpieces of Greenbelt 5 in-house Filipino designers, and help save the lives of patients from the Department of Internal Medicine of the Philippine General Hospital

AC+632
Amina Aranaz (Aranaz)
Arnel Papa
Butch Carungay (Atelier Avatar)
Vittorio Barba (Barba)
Michi Calica-Sotto, Emi Jorge and Elena Bautista (Bonne Bouche)
Cesar Gaupo (Gaupo)
Jun Escario
Kate Torralba
Lulu Tan Gan (L Manila)
Randy Ortiz, Ivarluski Aseron, Dennis Lustico, Jojie Lloren, Henri Calayag,
Jing Monis, and Doltz Pilar (Myth)
Patrice Ramos-Diaz (Paradi)
Choc and Yvette Religioso

Brought to you by

Sagip Buhay Medical Foundation, Inc.

and the

Phi Lambda Delta Sorority

Outta Reach

2009-05-14T22:09:00.003+08:00

Nakakainis yung pakiramdam habang nasa ilalim ka ng Sky Garden habang nagtitilian yung mga tao dahil nasa taas si David Cook. Tapos, pagbaba pa niya, kamay lang niya ang makikita mo. At yung napakaraming camera sa paligid. At yung papaalis na black van.

Perfect example ng katagang so near yet so far. Haha. :)

*done blabbing.

Mails

2009-04-06T20:45:00.005+08:00

After my 3+-hour-long exam for applicants at Ahead Katipunan last Friday, I decided to wait for and go home with Charles who was finishing his thesis in Diliman. Since they weren't still done when I arrived, I went to the main lib to kill time. I grabbed a couple of books which seemed interesting and one of the books I got was The Oxford Book of Letters. It was a collection of letters mostly written by popular people (some were written for popular people while others were simply witty).

Some, like this one, were actually heartbreaking;

To Venetia Stanley, 12 May 1913

Asquith broke of the letter he was writing when he received Venetia's letter announcing her engagement, and wrote this one instead.

Most Loved,

As you know well, this breaks my heart.

I couldn't bear to come and see you.

I can only pray to God to bless you - and help me.

Yours.

some were funny;

To Princess Bibesco, 24 March 1921

Katherine Mansfield was the wife of critic John Murry. Murry was having an affair with the Princess. Mansfield did not object to the affair, only to the letters.

Dear Princess Bibesco,

I am afraid you must stop writing these little love letters to my husband while he and I live together. It is one of the things which is not done in our world.

You are very young. Won't you ask your husband to explain to you the impossibility of such a situation.

Please do not make me have to write to you again. I do not like scolding people and I simply hate having to teach them manners.

Yours sincerely,

Katherine Mansfield.

most would force out an 'awww'.

To H.G. Wells, 12 September 1943

Wells was an old friend and opponent of Shaw. Shaw had been very tactless in his dealings with Wells when in 1937, Jane Wells was dying of cancer. Charlotte was Shaw's wife.

Charlotte died this morning at 2:30. You saw what she had become when you last visited us: an old woman bowed and crippled, furrowed and wrinkled, and greatly distressed by hallucinations of crowds in the room, evil persons, and animals. Also by breathlessness, as the osteitis closed on her lungs. She got steadily worse: the prognosis was terrible, ending with double pneumonia.

But on Friday evening a miracle began. Her troubles vanished. Her visions ceased. Her furrows and wrinkles smoothened out. Forty years fell off her like a garment. She had thirty hours of happiness and heaven. Even after her last breath she shed another twenty years, and now lies young and incredibly beautiful. I have to go in and look at her and talk affectionately to her. I did not know I could be so moved.

Do not tell a soul until Thursday when all will be over. I could not stand flowers and letters and a crowd at Golders Green.

G.B.S.

It may seem weird but I actually envy their having very few options of how to communicate. I have always loved receiving handwritten letters (have a small sack full of them!) and I guess I will always do. :)

*done blabbing.

On Being a Little Boozed Up

2009-03-29T21:29:00.012+08:00

Last last Thursday.

To be able to celebrate the adjournment of candidacies and exams, One Phine Day decided to spend the night out in Makati. After dinner at Abe c/o Dindin, JF, Tomi, Mikka and Migz, some of us (including moi) wanted to just go home and rest since it was already pretty late. May and Nic, however, still wanted to stay out (and have fun!) so they proposed that we go to Pier1, a restobar at the Fort.

After all the walking, the talking, the calling for and pushing of drinks, the drinking, and talking and drinking, and talking and drinking, I suddenly felt that I could no longer hold my head straight up. Shucks, Im tipsy, I thought. I was completely aware of what was happening around me though, so I wasn't sure if my lightheadedness was due to my going overboard with drinking or to merely my being sleepy. Whichever. All I know was that I badly wanted to throw up (but I can't!) and I did NOT want to do anything I might regret later.

And so the night ended. For me, at least. With the help of my dear brods and sisses, I managed to go to Mikka's and sleep soundly, still dirty and smelly but safe nonetheless. The following morning I still did not feel completely well, and instead of listening to the long lectures, I was recounting then what happened to me the night before.

Perhaps what happened to me wasn't new at all for others, but it was for me, and it sort of affected me. It was my first time to feel that way after drinking (well, it was only my second time to take in that much alcohol) and I was disappointed because, if you know me, you'll know that I have always disputed drinking. I realized that it was sooo hard to resist the egging on of your company in those kind of situations and that it was sooo easy to lose control over your actions when you are tipsy but it is NOT inevitable (or siguro kulang pa yung nainom ko. :P).

On the other hand, I know for a fact that the prodding of Jason, JF, Clint and Kevin wasnt the sole reason why I drank two bottles of Gilbey's, one glass of wengweng and another of kamikaze. For one, since I have never gone that far, I actually did want to test my limit. :P Secondly, I trust the people I am with, so much that I loosened my grip and let go a little.

My confidence to these people wasn't put to waste. Although I was groggy at that time, I remember very well that Joshua drank the last few gulps of my second Gilbey's bottle to spare me from the additional alcohol. Nil gladly offered his shoulder while sharing something he wouldn't have shared to me if he knew I wasn't drunk. :P CJ accompanied me to the bathroom, at the corner table and to the car on the way home. She even made sure I was fine in the car before joining the others. Pat, Panic, Ace and a few other girls encouraged me to try to barf so that I could feel a little better. Nic also (and another person na di ko na matandaan!) offered a glass of water so as to help me get rid of the booze. Jason, JF, Clint, Mik, Pat and Marisse incessantly asked if Im ok. JF lent his hand on the way out of Pier1 and his car to drive us home. Kevin and Alex were in the car with us on our way back to Manila. Alex put up with my swaying and accompanied me all the way to Mikka's couch. I found out the morning after that Mikka set up the fan for us and that Rita held back her desire to take a picture of me while I was sleeping with my party dress on. And to fill my gratitude to the brim, Charles was there the next day to listen to my boring stories and to be with me on my way home. :)

Although I have said that I am saying no to alcohol from now on (or if it is inescapable, Ill only have one bottle or glass of whatever is offered to me), on the back of my head, I will always know that I can and might loosen up a bit, that is, if I'm with OPD. :)

*done blabbing.

1:10 on a Sunday Morning

2008-08-31T01:13:00.001+08:00

I've been cramming a lot lately - and that may mean forcing too much food into my mouth or too much names into my head.

***

I think the mere existence of fraternities and sororities in the college unearths bravery from students, because it requires all to choose. And it does take bravery to make a stand, whatever it is.

*done blabbing.

Woozy

2008-06-13T22:50:00.001+08:00

It has been recently reiterated (quite often) that med school IS NOT all about the acads.

I'm all for the orgs, don't be mistaken (I really have no plans of obssessing over books :P) but it is the what that confuses me. And the which. And the when.

*done blabbing.

Undreamed-ofs

2008-05-08T11:29:00.002+08:00

It did not occur to me, not even for a fraction of a second, that I’ll be attempting to step into a modelling venture. Never.

But I did, last Thursday. Two weeks ago, my Tita Vicky, well known in the family for her being our ticket holder to beauty pageants and the like, convinced my parents to let us join a month-long, dancing, acting and ramp modelling workshop. On the word of her, everything is already set – clothes are sponsored, designers were already hired, venues were all previously booked for us – we just have to pass an application form and join. We agreed, thinking there’ll be no better way to spend May, anyway.

Dressed oh-so casually, we went to SM North, last April 26, carrying only our pens. With me are my two sisters and a friend who was talked into joining too. Filing of the application form was set to be at Cinema 9. While walking our way to the said place, we were talking about what we expect to see. We’re all imagining the inside of the theater to be adorned with perhaps one or two tables and a number chairs, filled with a few people who apparently have also heard the whisper that there’ll be a modelling workshop. No worries, we thought, we just have to write, nevertheless.

All of us were stunned when we turned around the corner of the hall towards Cinema 9. What was standing before us, on the passageway outside the theater, was a long, high ramp, surrounded by towering lights and speakers. There were more or less a hundred, fully made-up models seated on rows of chairs on the side of the ramp. Most of them were assisted by whom we presumed as their managers and all ladies were on heels, ready to strut. All of us instantly chickened out and decided to walk instead on the hallways of The Block, despite the fact that our Tita kept on texting us, insisting on showing our faces to her.

Later on the same day, my mom was able to talk to my tita at a dinner party. She explained that the filing of application form is actually the initial screening wherein the models have to walk and be interviewed by the panel of judges. She stressed again that the workshop will be a great opportunity for us to remodel our timid personalities and assured that we may again try to audition, this time with no ramp modelling, only with an interview. So after all the reconsiderations, we finally signed application forms, showed our faces to the organizers and was told to return for the final screening on the first of May, this time warned that we need to prepare ourselves for we really have to walk on stage.

I really do not want to recount the horrors of our debut on stage (ha, ha), so to cut the story short, after 6 hours of standing and marching on heels, Tricia and I were included in the selected twenty from a group of sixty. So now, after the contract signing last Sunday, the kick-off party last Monday and the announcement that we’ll have a make-over and a pictorial this week, I’m establishing the fact that my last month before med school is going to be one crazy hell of a ride. ;)

Just when I thought there are enough unforeseeable events already, my Dad asked last Thursday if Charles may want to drive his (my Dad’s) car for us girls and join the family in our overnight excursion in Tagaytay. Without hesitation, he said yes, so I was with him for the longest time last week. ♥♥♥

*done blabbing.

Career Day

2008-04-23T22:22:00.003+08:00

So as to obtain all the requirements for my physical exam on Monday, my destination for this afternoon was a modest hospital near our town. I went with my dad who works there as a clinician (clinician = 20% off on the services! hehe). When we arrived, he asked someone to accompany me in going to the different departments – Radiology, Laboratory, Pediatrics – so that he can stay in his office and do follow-ups. Luckily I was able to bear all the examinations without shedding a tear (I was told before that the PPD exam, which involves an intradermal shot, can be quite painful.=/), but I still could not endure looking at the needle as it penetrates my skin, more so at the blood as it leaves my body. :( I know that I should stop closing my eyes like a little girl and actually start staring intently to see how they do it but I guess it does take time to be at ease with things like that (for me, at least).

Afterwards, I met up with my dad and accompanied him in his last lookover for the day. We entered a patient’s room and there I saw a lady, looking exceedingly slender. Her neck and back are swollen and her breasts are uneven. I gathered during the visit that she has breast cancer and a number of cysts in her neck. Her lungs are filled with water produced by the cancer cells so she finds it awfully hard to breathe. Earlier, my dad performed an operation wherein he removed 1L of water using a needle, but xray results showed that there was no change in the amount of water in the lungs. My dad therefore suggested that a tube be temporarily attached to the lungs so that there’ll be a continuous water expulsion. The husband of the lady responded with a pag-uusapan ho muna namin, salamat po and then we left.

Right after the door was closed behind me did I start asking questions: Bakit hindi mo tanggalin yung tumor, bakit hindi mo tanggalin yung cysts, bakit kailangan pa nilang pag-isipan yung tube placement kung yun lang ang paraan para guminhawa siya..? Only after my dad said, wala na silang pera e, did things start to make complete sense. I realized there was very little hope left for the lady: as long as the tumor is there, the fluid would not stop blocking the airways, and if they could not afford even the temporary remedy, the tumor stays where it is. It was quite shattering; I remained quiet as we were leaving the hospital. I guess my dad heard through the silence because he blurted out, You’ll be facing more devastating cases anak, you have to learn to separate yourself from your emotions, especially when you are facing the patient.

What the hell, I thought. Earlier I realized that I have to be at ease with hurting, now I have to learn to be insensitive. Splendid.

But then again, (This is my favourite beginning of a sentence. Starting off a statement with it means opening up the good side of things. ;) ) deep inside, I know that there is more to just the puncture or the indifference - the pricking aids in the furtherance of a person’s health, and the apathy is actually a way of giving hope to a patient. It amazed me to think that my dad’s being completely clear of emotions during the visit sort of made the case typical, kind of like saying This is the disease, this is the cure, be strong, you will get through this.

The exams, the hell weeks, I can get to grips with. But those - the more devastating cases - sadly, I can not imagine myself (who cries still every time I watch The Notebook) being strong enough to handle.

Blimey, I have LOADS more to learn. -_-
*done blabbing.

AI Buzz

2008-04-18T10:27:00.003+08:00

Too bad David Archuleta's only 17. -_-

*done blabbing.

From Local Andalasia

2008-04-16T19:17:00.001+08:00

Finally, a trip awaaay from home. :)

My dear Charles has to go through 240 hours of internship in a Toyota establishment in Laguna this summer, so to compensate for the little time left for us, we spent the whole day together yesterday in Enchanted Kingdom. (If you are shocked that I was allowed to go, don’t worry, I was too. I was given a go signal even if I asked for permission only on the same day.)

I was very, very excited that I was all giddy during the trip going to Laguna (as in silly-giddy, in short, loka.) Understandable, of course, because 1. it has been a looooong time since I last went to EK 2. I wasn’t able to join Ceej and company on their trip 3. I was stuck at home for the longest time and 4. it’s my first out-of-town excursion with him. He may have laughed at me for my being too eager but I know, and I’ll bet all my fingers on it, that he was way more thrilled than I was. :D (haha)

There has been a switch in the roles when we arrived – I was already the one laughing at him. :P I have come to know that I am more keen on rides (haha, peace tayo! <3) but I am grateful, for he allowed himself to be swayed into climbing onto the rides that he dreaded. :P

After so many picture-taking, and walking, and screaming, and laughing (and laughing, and laughing), we went home with our heads spinning, our feet tired, our clothes wet, our pockets empty and our hearts happy. ;)

The trip was definitely a noteworthy first. Am hoping it won’t be the last. ;)

*done blabbing.

Home Sweet Home

2008-04-14T12:15:00.001+08:00

I am mostly homebound since summer’s onset and here I am again finding the good in things. If there’s good in my tarrying at home, it is definitely the longer time spent with my family.

My first classes last semester start at 7am. I was in the habit of eating alone every five in the morning, leaving even before the sun rises, spending my day in school, arriving home late during the day and spending the rest of the day sleeping or studying. In short, there was actually very little time to mingle, and every time I take a while in front of the TV with my siblings, I’d end up feeling guilty afterwards for neglecting to devotedly spend my time on productive work.

But now for almost two weeks, things have been quite different. Wholly, actually. I hang out with my brothers, sisters and cousin most of the time (so I’m in with all the latest rumors about each of them, haha). They all have been sleeping snugly in my small room (with additional cushions on the floor) after watching dvd’s every night (Imagine the five of us in a room made exactly just for one.) I get to spend time with my sisters in the court; with my brothers in the mall. I am grateful for the fact that we are able to pray the rosary together every night. And perhaps this is a little too much exaltation, but I am also thankful that I now eat every meal of the day at home with everyone else here. :)

I knew this, but I have been recently reminded that I have indeed missed a lot. ;) TGIS! Thank goodness there is always time to mend things and catch up. :)

*done blabbing.

Shhhh

2008-04-06T10:33:00.001+08:00

May sikreto ako.. :)

*done blabbing.

SOS

2008-04-04T14:24:00.006+08:00

Oh, the irony of life, I am bored to death. I haven't done anything since last Sunday, which is the start of my summer vacation. Except maybe, lie down and watch the adventures Detective Conan.

I actually envy my bestfriend who is groaning about her summer classes. :P (Haha, ang labo ko talaga) I think it's okei to go to school during summer IF, and only if, you have easy-to-handle subjects (kung meron man nun). At least you have a goal AND allowance for every single day.

Also, I haven't been out on a real outing. :( I missed my planned EK trip last Monday. Our trip to Antipolo for Tuesday was cancelled (fortunately, I still enjoyed the day with my bestfriend at the mall). My next hope is my high school class' outing tomorrow, which I doubt I could attend, because I really don't have someone to go with (err, someone I'm uber comfy with).

I need 1. Good books. 2. Trips away from home. 3. Cold, hard cash for trips away from home. 4. Summer job for money for trips away from home. ;)

***

I'm currently listening to Incubus' I Wish You Were Here.
I really do wish you are. ;)

*done blabbing.

Not Quite, Just About

2008-03-29T21:16:00.001+08:00

I’m almost there. :)

NMAT results have come out. And with it came phone calls and letters from medical schools.
People have been talking about lasts – the last CAS class, last PE course, last CAS exam. We even had our last class-party a while ago.
I’ve been measured for my all-white uniform (which, if you’re reading my blog, you’ll know, I’ve been eyeing since the very first sem).
Our younger buddies gave send-off gifts to us.
Nil actually said goodbye to the Milo vendor in CAS. :P
Sororities have suddenly known my nickname.
Class 2013, which I’ve been accustomed to just having 34 students, is now listed everywhere composed of a hundred and fifty-nine.

These are actually reasons to get excited OR be scared. -_-

I swear, I will be a total idler this summer. :P (Though I would be very, very (very!) glad to receive donations for payment for driving lessons. :P)

*done blabbing.

O, kamusta?

2008-03-26T20:50:00.000+08:00

If I manage to bump into someone I haven’t seen in quite a while and he asks me this question, what would I say?

Let’s see... I’m good, I shall start to say. I’ll add that he’s pretty lucky to bump into me, because I’m hard to find these days. Of course, I’ll continue by saying I’m kidding, seriously, I’ve just been busy.

I’ve heard, after the third sem, that the least toxic sem is the last. It’s not true, believe me. Every sem’s set to make you look a little older than your age, hehe. I’ve stayed up till wee hours in the morning, I’ve overslept and missed classes for staying up till wee hours in the morning. I’ve been through hell weeks and back. It was not, at all, easy.

The most demanding of the courses I took is embryology. I have an Umbridge-like professor who never went to school without matching shoes and accessories. She was the first professor who was bothered by the fact that we are not getting good grades, so she nagged, shouted and put a lot of pressure. But then, she was one of the firsts who cared, actually. We probably hated it, but it is her anxiety that drove us to put more effort on the course than what we intended to allot. I actually learned a lot from that subject. I might have managed to hate the microscope after that course, but then I was also secretly awed by every process of development that we discussed. I came across a line in our book, and this is probably the only one that made me stop and think. “The construction of an organ that perceives, thinks, loves, hates, remembers, changes, fools itself, and coordinates our conscious and unconscious bodily processes is undoubtedly the most challenging of all developmental enigmas.” And we have God to thank for it. :) It is the most exhaustive, really, but it is also the most memorable.

Amidst all the sciences - physics, chemistry, biology - the arts have been part of the sem too. I’ve acted both in a movie, as a pregnant teenager, and in a one-act play, as a rape victim. I’ve been a Backstreet boy, have sung Bossa Nova, have rapped and have been in a fake commercial. I might’ve whined a lot about why I needed to do all those, but the feeling of accomplishment after every feat has always made me eat my words.

I’ve been to places too. We immersed ourselves in the community, buried our toes in the beach, went to various health units and enjoyed a medical museum, all for courses that required us to. Those were our short detox moments. :) Pathetic, yes, but I’m grateful for them, for it was during those moments that I managed to fleetingly get away.

My driving forces and my comforts are the people around me. In school, I have my friends who were always there to share with me all the perks and pitfalls. After leaving school, I still have other friends who constantly say ‘hello’ and ‘how are you’ to remind me that they are still there - maybe not physically- but are still there. When I get home, I have a huge, noisy family to share the rest of my day with. And of course, I have my blessing, who is always willing to lend an ear, to accompany, to encourage and support, to be foolish and have fun, to remind me that all is or will be well and to make me feel loved and whole.

I guess I’ve been really busy. But if truth be told, I do not regret having this kind of life, because it taught me to grow up. It taught me to see the world for what it is and to continue hoping for betterment. It taught me to value both the things I always and the things I infrequently have. It made my knees stronger, for I know very well that they will be beaten up next year. And when you really think about it, an arduous life is what brings out, maybe even the worst, but most of the time, the best, in a person. :)

Ikaw, how are you? :)

*done blabbing.

"Tambayan Para sa Lahat"

2008-01-23T11:06:00.000+08:00

Im sitting now at a tambayan beside the tennis court, with CJ, Nil and Pat talking, laughing and bickering about school and stuff. :)

Wala lang. It is my first time to surf the web via WiFi connection (no, you're not getting it all wrong, the date is really January 23, 2008) Haha, finally. :)

***

My first first-cousin on my mommy's side said hello to the world two hours ago. :) Very excited to see all 7.5 pounds of him later, hehe. :)

***

Biochem yesterday was a little boring so Cedes was able to enjoy a short nap during the discussion. Written on the top of a page of her open notebook was
STS Movie
STS Report
Biochem Exam
He won't give you anything you can't handle.

I needed this reminder, not because of school but because of.. things. I really do, and I believe my family does too. :)

***

Mas mahal ko siya kung laptop siya. Haha. :)

*done blabbing.

Chokiss

2008-01-17T19:42:00.000+08:00

I promised days ago I would reward myself a slice of blueberry cheesecake after five long exams. But even before I finish them all, I was able to eat a slice today. It was worth it, yun nga lang not because of the stress and sacrifices, but because of the four weeks survived despite the distance. :)

And it felt better, no, it felt absolutely wonderful, to have someone to share it with. :)

*done blabbing.

Unending

2008-01-15T22:11:00.000+08:00

Talks of forever are risky. The more you engage in them, the greater faith and hope you build up on something that is uncertain. The belief suddenly becomes your prime animator; you presently act based on this conviction. And once forever reaches its end, you'll be left tangled and lacking.

But still, people find relief in trusting that good matters may last forever. They choose, they decide, they sign, they promise: despite the fact that things may change and 'forevers' do end. Feasibly, it is because thoughts of unending occurences are often comforting. A lifetime vocation gives people a sense of purpose; continuous connections keep people steady; undying love is regarded as a gift. They make people feel whole, content and accomplished.

Perhaps, it is this feeling of happiness that drives people to take risks. It is this yearning for happiness that pushes people to believe in forever.

*done blabbing.

Tricia

2008-01-12T13:33:00.000+08:00

UPCAT results came out today. Fortunately, my younger sister made it to the long list. (yay! ;) ) I'm secretly wishing she'll also be included in the list of a hundred qualified for Imed while my ate is not-so-secretly wishing she won't be. (agawan na ng campusmate ito)

I think it would be great to have a younger sister going through the same path I am going through. Possibly everytime she shares something, I would immediately share how I dealt with the same situation 2 years ago. It would be cool to compare professors, to have a cramming-partner in the middle of the night, to talk about the things (amazing things) that med people could do, to be able to brag that whatever she's doing is soo last-last year for me (haha), and to whine nonstop while someone else understands the same feeling of hate towards excessive work. ;)

Contrariwise, I have this uncanny feeling that I should stop her from pursuing Imed, if ever she'll be qualified for it. There's just too much... everything. It takes a great deal of dedication and love for studying (yikes, haha) for you to JUST survive. Perhaps some could say that it depends on the person handling the situation, but nobody could deny that it is sometimes too exhausting, that it does take away too much time and that at times, it cuts connections.

Bakit ko ba pinroproblema to e wala pa ngang results, hehe.
Lay out all the cards - this is all I could really, and must, do at this point, if ever she'll be lucky slash damned enough to be accepted. ;)

*done blabbing.

Rough Start

2008-01-09T19:08:00.000+08:00

First few days of 2008: toxic. Ha, what else do I, should I expect. CJ and I were talking a while ago and we found out that we were both glad that we bummed a lot during the Christmas break because our next full-length snoozing might just happen during the summer.
I am going to reward myself two slices of blueberry cheesecake after I go through five long exams. Swear to God, I will. ;)

***

I once thought that time equates love. On second thought, perhaps, love isn’t essentially the given time itself, but the willingness and the desire to share it. :)

One reason why I strive is for me to bear out that I have the right and the ability to keep the relationship. But then, I think I’m spending too much time in trying to prove that I can make it work…
…that I’m already, in a way, paying no heed to the thing that I’m trying to protect in the first place. :(

*done blabbing.

Enmat

2007-12-10T01:34:00.001+08:00

Pagkatapos kong kunin ang NMAT kanina sa loob ng anim na nakakasakit-ng-batok na oras, pakiramdam ko ang.. astig ko, hehe. :) At syempre, ng buong klase. :) Astig kase apat na raang tanong ang dinaanan namin, kasabay ng apat na raang initimang bilog, habang nakikipagkarera sa oras at nakikipaglaban sa tindi ng buga ng aircon. Parang natapos mo na ang unang pagsubok ng med life sa pamamagitan ng mahabang pagkakaupo.

At kahit dinaig ng mga tambayan at buildings ng La Salle and bawat sulok ng UPM, astig pa rin ang pakiramdam, dahil taliwas sa kapalaran ng nakararami, alam ko na sa puntong ito kung saan ako unang magbubukas ng katawan ng tao. At sa palagay ko, hindi kayang tumbasan nung marmol na sahig, malawak na grass field at nung vending machine ang pakiramdam na yon. :)

*done blabbing.

Meet the East

2007-12-06T23:49:00.000+08:00

Besides owning an MD at the end of my name, I now probably have a long list of things I want to venture into, like owning a flowershop, speaking French, giving birth to identical twins or trying out every ice cream flavor in the world. Today though, thanks to Dr. Philip of CM, I wanted to try something a little different: learn the art of Chinese medicine. (well, not really different-different since it's in the same field but still different, hehe.) I view traditional Chinese medicine as one crappy system of silly, accidentally-accurate techniques, well, until I had my third History of Med class.

It dawned on me that I was being a sort of an atheist all this time. Of course, who wouldn't be confident with Western Medicine given that it has proofs for its conclusions, but hey, maybe a little faith on an alternative wouldn't hurt. :) For all I know, I might be a better doctor if I would be practicing the medical techniques from both sides of the world (woohoo :P) and, it could probably make a difference, especially to the unprivileged, if I could advice cheaper and more practical strategies of keeping one's self healthy. :) And, it'll be cool to learn to speak and read Chinese! :P

But hell noooo, =/ NOT.. GIVING.. UP.. ice-cold water and ice cream. :)

*done blabbing.

Kahapon

2007-09-23T00:15:00.000+08:00

Hindi ko alam kung gusto ko, o ayaw ko. Hindi naman kasi lahat naiintindihan at naipapaliwanag. Mayabang kasi ako.

Pero, kaya ako masaya, alam ko namang hindi talaga sapat ang mga salita. ;)

*done blabbing.

Blog Break

2007-09-21T03:01:00.000+08:00

It's a pity how I just get to write here everytime I need to go online, not whenever I want to.

I'm currently doing my super boring Hum paper and so far I have finished eight lines of sheer nonsense.

***

My apologies to my block, which I'm going to represent at the table tennis interclass tournament. (Oh no. haha) I didn't know that the last singles match I played with Cybill is THE decision match. And I won because of her aching tummy; she ate more during lunch than I did. :P

Yes, even I still couldn't believe my luck. Or Cybill's luck, depending on how you define it. I highly prefer the latter.

It's not that I do not want to play, it's just that I know there are better players, far more better. I still don't know how to hit the ball right, haha. Oh well, the hell with it. Might as well enjoy my fate and let go of pressure. Maybe my last exam luck would also be there next Friday.

***

I like Beethoven's 5th symphony, better now than I did before. As opposed to my classmates, I actually prefer the orchestra over a solo piano piece. It's more bold, varied and complete. And you get to hear how variation - contrasts and complements - of sounds are united in a piece. It's amazing how people can create things like that, (eto na naman ako, naaamaze sa lahat ng bagay) unfortunate that I can not. :P

***

Dr. Labio and Dr. Gladys in IPC last Wed talked of the horrors of med life - the uber tight schedule, the dominating senior nurses in PGH, the huge pressure from both patients and consultants and the disadvantages of being a 'young' doctor. I'm sooo not looking at this side of med and it didn't seem easy (of course, Serine). I started to think, began to doubt my competence and my decisiveness.

My mom said that the best way to deal with fear is to talk to God about it. So I prayed, submitted my self to the Lord and surrendered my fears to Him. I am actually more scared right now of what lies ahead than I was a year before, but I'm trying to make this situation a test of spirituality. I know that I just have to do my best and everything else's up to Him.

I'm still scared. ;) Pero unquestionably more relieved, knowing that I am not alone on this. :)

***

Gotta get back to Hum, ugh. -_-

*done blabbing.

High in Coffee

2007-09-19T01:56:00.000+08:00

But more in reactions of alkenes. +_-
I think I'll be needing a third cup of threeinone. :P

It's been two years and two days. :)

*done blabbing.

Resurrected

2007-09-08T00:07:00.001+08:00

Three things.

Pom-pom, pim-pam, ping-pong. I hate her yelling, she hates my wrist movements. She, who shouts at every miss and sneers at every mistake, made me dread Thursday afternoons more than any day of the week. However, as much as I want to, I cannot escape the 20-returns/services practicals that we're supposed to have for the course. In pairs. So then I was thinking: I have this wonderful opportunity to mess up for two people. Great. Just Great.
A week before the practicals, I asked Pat, who had no choice but to say yes (bwahaha), to be my partner. Luckily and expectedly, he agreed. :) I actually started to like table tennis after that. Our practices (with Joan, Joanne, CJ, Nil, Cy and Athena) turned out to be fun. :) Although I still don't know how to execute moves accurately, I began to get the hang of things and set aside my reservations. It helped that Pat wasn't taking things very seriously (if he was, he probably would've yelled at me too, hehe) and that he was actually very encouraging. :) I guess his words worked, the results of the exams were quite good. This time, pressure didn't bring out the best in us, letting go of it did. :) We will not suck at the face of adversity, he'd always say, and we certainly didn't. :)

I bet the Shoe Salon personnel could still remember me, the girl who came in with her sandals broken, who tried on every pair of slippers, from Ipanema to Ballina to Crocs and the one who has no money at hand (fine, meron, 200. haha.) After almost an hour of fitting, I finally chose the orange and pink Cleos. :) It was the first time I attempted to buy something a little costly and it seems that my credit card does not support my impulse buying. Imagine the horror of the line 'Maam, hindi po gumagana yung card niyo' and the feeling of returning a very dreamy pair of slip-ons! Also, the thing is, I couldn't leave the store without buying something. Aside from the fact that I tried on almost everything (haha), I couldn't walk with my broken sandals.
Good thing I have friends (Nil, CJ and Ardynne) who were willing to share the embarrassment and to pull out their last coins for me. :) I ended up buying a cheaper pair (which turned out to be my fave right now because of the story behind it). And voila, all's well that ends well. :) After that, it occurred to me that I entered the store with a lot more than 200 pesos. I actually have a bunch of walking gems with me. :)

This semester is one of the busiest, with Organic Chemistry, Physics and Comparative Anatomy and Physiology being taken at the same time. All is not ill, because even though this semester's load is very hard to handle, my being busy taught me how special it is to just sit back and do nothing. It taught me to appreciate the bliss of listening to stories and dreams, of sharing your own stories and dreams and to be with someone you want to be with, even for just a moment. Time equates love, somehow. :)

For Ardynne, who convinced me to save my endangered (susceptible to extinction) blog site. :)

*done blabbing.

These Days

2007-08-05T17:08:00.000+08:00

I could write a 100-word essay about how I am doing these days.

But, as they say, a picture is worth a thousand words! :P

*done blabbing.

Superb Week

2007-06-13T21:17:00.000+08:00

SURPRISE, June 4th. With a large bowl of cold carbonara, eighteen pieces of mini cupcakes, two candles that form the number 18, six pieces of lusis, ten pieces of roman candles, a short video, three tired friends and one stunned celebrant, a small birthday celebration was held. And as one third of the three tired friends, I can say that hardwork pays off after you see your bestfriend burst into tears. (of joy, of course! ;) )

SLIDES, June 5th. Tears of joy are good but being treated to Splash Island is a better incentive of surprise parties! (haha, biru lang :P ) Perks of the day are all the will-make-you-scream slides, the free brownie ala mode, the butterfly henna tattoo and the company, of course, of your closest friends. ;)

SWITCH, June 6th. We had our (fun, fun, fun!) buddy selection program where in we showed to the batch after us what Imed life really is. That day, I also (finally!) got the chance to be paired up with my younger buddy, Nico. Consequently, my older buddy, Kuya Robert, was the one being tutored on how things work in the College of Medicine. ;)

SWEET, June 8th. Super. ;)

SMASH, June 9th. My last Saturday before the start of classes was spent in Pampanga. After swinging rackets and hitting shuttles, our badminton club lost in a dual meet with the Smash Power Elite Club by 10 games (70-80). Nonetheless, I had a splendid time with everyone in and out of the court. :)

SURVEY, June 11th. At first, I was enjoying our trips to home depots to canvass and choose tiles and furniture for our half-built home. Last Monday, though, I think my eyes gave up after seeing too much stonewalls, cabinets and kitchen sinks. Then and there I came to know how much work is involved in building a house. There seem to be a lot of choices to make and details to focus on. Then and there too, I swore that I will get an interior designer for my own home in the future. :P

SCHOOL, Today. As expected, the instructor for my only subject this morning didn’t show up for SocSci class. My one and a half hour trip to school, nevertheless, was worth it for I was able to see and talk to missed friends and classmates. ;)

STANDING BY for the next semester. :)

*done blabbing.

RT

2007-05-17T19:02:00.000+08:00

Irreplaceable has a negative effect on me. The more I listen to it, the more I realize that it is so not my song. ;)

*done blabbing.

29th Blog

2007-05-16T00:03:00.000+08:00

I realize that the end of my summer classes is getting near and I didn't even got the chance to write about its beginning. ;)

Before classes began, I could have sworn I was complaining, no, whining about how my summer was about to go down the drain. Just imagine how painful it is to think about your chance to rest after a 28.5-unit semester being taken away from you. Parang alarm clock habang nagsisimula ka pa lang mahimbing. Parang hinablutan ka ng chocolate habang pakagat ka pa lang. :P

We were set to take two subjects this summer, Statistics and Life and Works of Rizal. Six hours a day, five days a week. Just add the very ideal schedule of 12pm to 6pm, and voila, bye leisure time. ;)

Or so I thought.

Math 101's a pretty toxic subject, but then, it was the only math that would allow you to leave the room after an exam with a light heart. And though others may think otherwise, I consider myself lucky with both our instructors, Prof. Sumalapao and Miss Bastero. I did not have a single boring class with them. ;)

My very, uhm, interesting P.I. teacher, Prof. Peewee (hehe) also managed to add color to the summer classes (despite the fact that half of the time he's not there, the other half I was sleeping during lecture). His interesting lessons regarding spirituality, his interesting Amante jokes and his very interesting stories about his psychic powers are the things you have to endure every homily. But it wasn't that bad, I, after all, managed to have about 5 lines in my notebook filled with real stuff about Rizal. (good for me! hehe.)

Topping my reasons-why-summer-classes-isn't-so-bad-after-all list is that it gave us the chance to visit out of the ordinary places. First on the list would be Beata Sta. Lucia, with its appealing lights-and-sound feature. For a museum, it was actually quite cool and was worth waiting an hour for. :) The best part of that trip was walking (and getting a bit lost), with tired feet and empty stomachs, alongside Joanne and Pat inside the walls of Intramuros. :) The second, and probably the best place that we went to is Quezon. At the outset, we checked out two of the Rizalistas' houses of worship. Afterwards, we climbed up Mt. Banahaw dry and went down soaking wet, after getting bruises in our escape out of an undersized cave, getting drenched initially under the rain and taking a dip at the pool of a waterfalls. :) Although this trip caused me to have a 24-hour flu, it's still one of my best Imed experiences ever. :)

Flanking these experiences, I was also able to join a tournament, wear bowling shoes with my high school barkada, finish two books I’ve been wanting to read, blow candles at Eunice’s birthday with new OrCom friends, stay up late watching dvd’s, watch movies with my little angels from Pampanga and say things I’ve been meaning, longing to say. :)

No, I actually did not have a dreary summer. :P
And to think, it really isn’t over yet. ;)

*done blabbing.

Calc =D

2007-04-11T14:04:00.000+08:00

Yeah. :D I never thought I'd ever be this euphoric over a 2.75, but I really am suuuuuuper thankful! :D

*done blabbing.

Precilla

2007-04-07T23:16:00.000+08:00

May batang nakakapit sa leeg ko ngayon habang ako ay nagsusulat. Mas maganda pa sa bata sa kanan. :P hehehe. :)

Kakauwi lang namin galing sa court sa Angeles. At dito kami ngayon matutulog sa Pampanga, sa bahay nina Precilla, ang batang super ganda.. (binabasa ko to ng malakas ngayon para maintindihan niya. :) ) Inaaliw ko, umiiyak kasi siya, inaway ng aking Ate. hehehe. At hanggang ngayon ay hindi pa rin ngumingiti ang batang namumula ang ilong. ;)

Si Prisie ang pinakamalambing na batang nakilala ko. :) Pinakamahigpit yumakap, pinakamagandang tumawa, pinakamadaling matuto, at pinakamagaling magdrawing! hehe. :) Sa madaling salita, mana sa kin. hehe. :)

Hindi ako sanay ng ganito, umiiyak at walang imik.. Pero mukhang naaaliw na kakapindot ko dito, nakatingin na lang siya sa monitor. :) Naaaliw ata siya kung panong sa bawat pindot ko ay may nadadagdag na letra. Sana kasing inosente ko na lang to. Para hindi ko na iniisip ang mga bagay na hindi ko naman dating iniisip, at hindi na nalamatan ang mga bagay na pinahahalagahan ko. :)

*done blabbing.

Second Day

2007-04-05T23:22:00.000+08:00

It's only been 6hours since we left Dianne, Precilla, and Sandra at their house in Pampanga, and I miss them already. Wala ng makukulit na bakasyonista dito sa bahay.. :( And miss ko na rin ang kapatid kong nagpaiwan sa Pampanga dahil sa naakit siya sa swimming pool. hehe. ;)

Finally, vacation. :D

Parang hindi na ako sanay ng walang ginagawa, nakakamiss pala!

Joke lang Lord! hehe. ;)

*done blabbing.

I Spent the Afternoon Doing Nothing

2007-04-01T18:39:00.000+08:00

Yesterday's surprise for my grandfather was perfectly carried out. My aunt brought him to the mall, while the rest of us helped in bringing the party together. When they finally arrived, he still did not know that the band, the food, and the guests were there for his birthday celebration, (since his birthday is actually 3 days ago). Of course, he was astounded. Nonetheless, he loved it. He was very happy, and I could swear he was holding back the tears. ;)

People adore surprises. They love it when they do not know something, when they are left unaware at first. Of course, they are bound to know it at the end, and when they do, it'll always be an emotional impact - silence, scream or tears. There is just one rule, you must not, must not know it at first. You must only know it the moment it happens, or else, it isn't a surprise at all. And for some reasons, they love that. People love surprises.

And yet, they want to know everything. People always try to find out what is behind every phenomenon: why do brown rabbits give birth to white ones, why doesn't honey spoil, what is love, what is life, what is death. People hate ignorance. And yet they love surprises, which makes them momentarily ignorant.

And yet they fear death, which is their greatest surprise. They spend their lives, their momentary ignorance, fearing something they'll never know what exactly is. They somehow always try to prevent it or make great sense out of it. Being a surprise that it really is, you'll only know all about it the moment it happens. Only death holds answers to the question it brings. And for some reasons, they hate that. People hate losing their lives, losing their ignorance.

And yet they love surprises. ;)

*done blabbing.

Book the 6th, Ersatz Elevator

2007-03-30T19:12:00.000+08:00

I just fixed my sked for the next sem and most of the subjects are in red. MEANING, it's either non-block na ito, or hindi na ako makakapasok. hehe. :) Kasi naman, I've been trying to fix it since Wednesday, but the page kept saying that no enlistment survey form was submitted under my name. So I still had to go to ate Lucy to have it checked. And now, most of my subjects are in risky slots. (fingers crossed!) But, it still felt good arranging my sked for the next sem, MEANING, tapos na yung previous! alleluia. ;)

Actually, i still have two more exams, chem lab tom morning, and calc on Tuesday. (i just had my kom exam a while ago and it's good seeing Joanne again. :) namiss ko pala sha.) I better do well on tuesday, or else, removals or repeat (ugh) ang abot ko. :) Im still hoping Magboo's trend in grade-giving'll continue this sem. Hindi DAW sha nagbabagsak. Crossed fingers, both hands! ;P

Good thing, my tournament scheduled for this weekend was moved, so I have more time for Calc. Sobrang hassle talaga yung tourney if ever matuloy, because aside from my chem exam on sat, may surprise party pa for my lolo's 75th birthday. (I GREATLY doubt he'll suddenly read my blog, so there.) I hope nothing'll go wrong tomorrow. :) I have no more fingers to cross, so tighter na lang, haha. :)

Paano kaya ako nagtytype kung nakacross ung fingers ko, hahaha. :) mashado ata mainit kaya ganito, or I think I woke up on the right side of the bed today kaya kanina pa ko loka-loka. :)

Wala lang, I just had a good week, I guess. :)

Last Sat, Cj, Nil and I were able to go to Moa last sat for supposed to be movie, pero nag-end up on all day walking. And on halo-halo and wishes on the Pondo ng Pinoy fountain. :P Yesterday, I was able to visit the court again after a loong time. Masayang makita ang old friends. Masaya pag nakakasama mo ang mga taong gusto mong makasama pero hindi mo naman magawang parating makasama. ;) (I wish I’ll get to see Ai, Eunice and Les soon) My brothers and sister all finished the school year with honors. Exams are getting easier to handle. I’ve been getting more sleep, less stress.

Sana lang, hindi totoo ung sabi na pag masaya ka, sobrang malulungkot ka naman pagkatapos. :) Totoo na talaga, fingers crossed. :)

*done blabbing.

Coffee and Chocnut

2007-03-11T13:42:00.000+08:00

in honor of Kim ang title. hehe. :) for the past couple of weeks, there seem to be a lot of times that we talked about love being like coffee and chocnut and all other bitter and ungrasp-able and addictive things. For you, Kim. haha. :D

it's just a little more than three weeks to go before vacation. and here i am again counting the days.

i dont even know why i still bother to count. after all, 2 weeks after the sem, i'll be going to school again for the summer classes, with the best schedule ever! BUMMER.

but then again, if you ponder upon the not so it'll-soon-be-over thought a little longer, you'll still be able to feel fulfilled because you have almost gone through another sem. again! (yay)

oh well, dito ata ako magaling - trying to see the good in things. if i'm to add a biological adaptation mechanism to humans, i'll make them able to always see the good side of everything. (haha) it's because people will go through a lot of aches and they should learn to know the good sides of them, to be able to survive. :P

and because they have no other choice but to try to turn the inside out and look for something worth smiling about. inspite of everything.

i always, always try to do that. :)

and then i'll soon realize that i am just fooling myself; that i can go on and try to justify everything that happens - but deep down, i know it isn't right. anymore. i believe i have closed my eyes, covered my ears and shut my mouth for the longest possible time. i have pushed myself too close to the wall that it hurts to move. and to breathe.

the sad truth is, just when im about to free myself from my own self, just when i'm about to open my eyes, let go of my hands and move my lips, there i'll find the one thing that made me do so in the first place, unable to take a look, listen and speak with me.

*done blabbing.

Third

2007-02-25T10:38:00.000+08:00

I still believe I would have risked it,
there's no way I would have missed it. :)

*done blabbing.

Piano, Pen and Paper

2007-02-22T22:27:00.000+08:00

I am, like how Karen Brewer would say it, gigundoly happy today (wink, wink). ;)

I finally met up with my bestfriend after months of not seeing her. Being with her really made my day today. :) Nothing has changed (except bago ang phone niya), hehe. She still goofs around a lot, and I still laugh my head off at her jokes, like I haven't heard any of them before. (believe me, I heard most of them already! hehe. :) )

And because of my hidden impulsive behavior, we watched Music and Lyrics (take note, on a school night) together in Rob. The earliest sked of the movie starts at 5 pm so I went home late, but it was all worth it. I'd probably give it a 9 because it made me laugh and cry at the same time. ;) (then again, I do that all the time, haha) It makes you want to be able to draft rhymes and be with someone who could assign the perfect melody. Definitely a feel-good movie. ;)

Lessons of the movie.
1. Girls are more idealistic when it comes to love. And then they cry because boys are stupid.
2. Boys do stupid things but they are good at going beyond their usual ways to get the girl back. And then their stupidity disappears.

Kidding. :) The real moral of the flick is, learn to sing your heart out. :) And never water plastic plants! hehe. :)

I think two of the random things I mentioned yesterday were answered. I guess things work out not only when you least expect them to do so, but also when you want them to. :)

*done blabbing.

Empty Shells

2007-02-22T01:24:00.000+08:00

I AM NOT in the mood to write.

Kaso, wawa si blog ko, di na naa-update.

Random thoughts and things ;)

The class is presently focused on the MediScene play to be performed this friday. Sobrang cram! but still, everything's under control. Dos mil trese, lahat posible. Naks. haha. :)

Good thing we are, relatively, not heavy loaded this week. :) Funny how things work out when you least expect them to.

Parang kanina. We're supposed to have a report tomorrow (well, technically later since 1am na), pero super not prepared! As in pilit pag tinuloy. Tapos bigla-bigla na lang moved on Monday. At wala pang 7am class. :) See, see. It really is funny how things suddenly fall into place.

I started to read the novel for Hum. Daigdig ng Tao. I'm liking it, so far. ;) Nakakatawa ang kunsintidorang nanay ni Annelies. :P

I'm ready, i think. :)

Loving Hum more, hating Math more and more and moooore.

I watched Eight Below for the second time. :) At dahil sa subtitle, na-appreciate ko tuloy ang mga linya na hindi ko man lang narinig nung una, haha. ;) You have to take chances for the things you care about. Go for the things that will put your heart at rest. ;)

Hindi ako naniniwala kay Kim nung sinabi niya na, 'The key to happiness is lowering your expectations.' Nooo. hehe :)

Hindi ko na nakakasama ang bestfriend ko! Nakakalungkot. :(

Dr. Carmencita Padilla delivered a speech for the scholars a while ago. Made me think about choosing right or left (again). Career or family? Here or abroad? Dami-dami naman kasing choices sa buhay. Sana lahat pwedeng i-heads or tails na lang, haha. :)

Feel ko magmovie. ;) The Holiday. or Music and Lyrics. (heads or tails na ba ito) Pero malamang matapos na naman yung sked nun ng hindi ko napapanood. Galing ko kasi magplan tlaga. :) Hanggang plan na lang lahat, hehe. :)

I think orange ang gusto kong motiff ng room ko. >.<

Masaya magvideoke with Nil and CJ. :)

I still do not feel comfortable at the sight of blood. :( Nung nagblood-typing last time, hindi ako makatingin. And as usual, my knees are getting wobbly as I try to focus on the procedure in the pursuit of conquering my fear. Pano naman magdodoktor ang takot sa dugo? haha. I guess I shall stick to frogs in the mean time! Time will come. ;)

Lost in Space. Current song on repeat mode. :)

So there. I better tuck in before this blog gets more senseless, since it already is. >.<

*done blabbing.

Done

2007-01-27T15:40:00.000+08:00

Nothing beats pouring out a dilemma to your sisters (and sister-like people). :D

*done blabbing.

Strength Inside Smiles

2007-01-26T23:10:00.000+08:00

IT has been thirty-seven days since I last posted a blog. Haha, kamusta naman yun.

School's been very demanding kasi. We have reportings to do, multiple exams in a weekend to go through, quizzes, requirements, reading sessions (haha) etc. :P Ugh, sawa na ko maglitanya kung gaano nakakapagod mag-aral. ^_^

Things have changed come 2007. Since our old house's being renovated, we transferred to a new house inside the nearest subdivision. Thank God it wasn't hard getting used to staying here. :) Actually, I like it here already. Malulungkot siguro ako pag umalis kami dito. hehe.

Another. I think my uneasy feeling everytime I see blood is getting less, yay! haha. Blame it to the fact that we've been handling frogs in BioLab. While we were dissecting, I actually started to consider Surgery as a specialty. Mmm. :P But still, there's a great difference between dissecting frogs and dissecting dead people, haha. Oh well, tagal pa yun. :)

One more. This sem's sked is pretty tight (a lot more than the previous sem) which caused my routine to change. The bad thing is, it is making me miss out on things that I love doing. I haven't started on the book I'd like to read, haven't held my racket in weeks, haven't slept soundly in a while and I haven't written here, obviously! (pleasure ko pala un, hehe) I miss a lot of things, a lot of people. And it would take me hours, and not to mention a large space of this page to state all the things that I miss having, doing, seeing.

Totoo nga no, you would only realize the value of things once you lose them. Lately I've been thinking about where I stand and what's happening, and I can't help but wonder if this is all worth it. I just feel kind of incomplete, like I've been missing out on something big, like I've been letting time pass by without making the most out of it. I mean, don't get me wrong, I'm grateful for all the blessings that I have in hand, but, haay, ewan. -_-

Last time I talked to my bestfriend, she shared her experiences during the past few weeks. I was secretly envious of what she's able to do, of how she's able to balance all aspects of life.

If only you know what my personal mission and its plans are, then maybe you would understand. None of it is being put into action. None. :(

***

Anyway, dahil ayaw ko maging sad ang ending ng aking blog, shift-shift-shift to the things I'm excited about.

Number one is the fact that I'll be having a younger buddy na next sem! Yay. I actually would like to tell future Intarmed students that if they want to have a life, then skip Imed, haha. Kidding. I'm really excited about our buddy selection. It's been a year na pala. :)

Number two. We're set to take the NMAT na this December. (Advance maexcite!) At least this year na yun! :)

Number three. I'll be wearing the all-white outfit na next year! :D Ang advance ko talaga.

Number four. Field trip to Montalban, Rizal. :) Though, it's sad because it was supposed to be in Subic, and supposed to be an overnight trip. But then again, field trip pa rin. haha. :D

Number five: Designing my own room. :) I remember when I was in Grade 4, I was planning then to take up Interior Designing. Imagine. ^_^ This will be the fulfillment of my previous dream, haha. :P

Number six. Order of Phoenix movie (kahit na I didn't really like the 5th book) and the 7th book (kahit na I haven't read the 6th yet). I need to finish the 6th during summer. :) HP fans will always be HP fans. :)

And finally, number seven. That one's a secret. :P

*done blabbing.

Haay.

2006-12-20T09:37:00.000+08:00

"I'm going away," he said. And I want you to know that I'm coming back. I love you because..."

"Dont say anything," Fatima interrupted. "One is loved because one is loved. No reason is needed for loving."

But the boy continued, " I had a dream, and I met with a king. I sold crystal and crossed the desert. And, because the tribes declared war, I went to the well, seeking the alchemist. So, I love you because the entire universe conspired to help me find you."

I MISSED the fifth day of Misa de Gallo. So much for promising not to miss any. :( This is all Paulo Coelho's fault, I just couldn't put the book down, so I ended up staying awake till past two in the morning. The mass starts at 4 so I had to be up by 3. At exactly 2:57, someone tried to wake me up, but I bargained for three more minutes of snoozing. I finally jumped out of bed at around 5. -_-

All I could catch was the 6am mass. I hope, hope, hoooope God accepts compromises. :P

*done blabbing.

Mumble

2006-12-17T23:10:00.000+08:00

To escape the 10am-10pm scheduled brownout today, we left home not really knowing where to go and without any concrete plans of what to do. Two hours later, we found ourselves seated inside the theater, with candies and burgers and sodas.

Yeah, Happy Feet. :)

Of course, trailers of future pictures were shown at the start. I particularly would want to see Bridge to Terabithia, Spiderman and Harry Potter 5: the first because it looked interesting, the second because Spiderman changed costumes, and the third because Daniel Radcliffe had his hair cut short. :P

Honestly, I found HF boring at first. At first. And to keep myself interested during idle scenes, I was intently listening to Elijah's voice while trying to imagine what his face really looked like while doing the dubbing, hehe. I guess from the moment it started, I was expecting it to be at once entertaining but it wasn't like that really, maybe because it was appraised too highly so I anticipated much, or I'm just not in the mood. But I still say it's a good movie! :) It gets better as the movie progresses. (Serine, siyempre naman.-_-) Nakakatawa, nakakatouch. Nakakaamaze kung paano naintindihan ng mga tao sa huli na nagugutom na ang mga penguin kaya sila nagsasayaw. ^_^ hehe. :D

Although partially shown, the movie isn't about romantic love or filial love - it was more of a kind of love for your fellowmen (or fellow penguin, whatever) and for the community your grew up in. So people! It was really made for politicians, haha. :D And for people who cannot sing like me. :)

Malas lang talaga, I cannot dance too! Alam ko na tuloy kung bakit.. dot, dot, dot. hehe. Maybe in the future they'll make movies about penguins who can't sing and dance. Ayun, abangan ko na solusyon dun! :P :D

*done blabbing.

P.S. And maybe, Santa would want to give me Jane Austen's Mansfield Park this Christmas! In addition to the new 1Gb iPod shuffle he promised. hehe. :) Sorry, epekto ng optimism ni Mumble sa Happy Feet. :P

*done blabbing, really.

Eight Names

2006-12-15T19:01:00.000+08:00

copied from Eunice's post. :)

1. YOUR ROCK STAR NAME: (first pet and current street name)
Hermione P. Burgos! :P

2. YOUR MOVIE STAR NAME:(grandmother/grandfather on your mom's side, your favorite candy) Virsely Milk-Candy-ng-Bench. hehe. :)

3. YOUR "FLY GIRL/GUY" NAME: (first initial of first name, first two or three letters of your middle name)_ Sdel? haha! :D

4. YOUR DETECTIVE NAME: (favorite color, favorite insect)_ Pink Dragonfly. :) (at last, something sounded good!)

5. YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME: (mom's name, city where you were born)_ Inna Quezon! :) kamag-anak ko na si Pat! :P

6. YOUR STAR WARS NAME: (the first 3letters of your last name, first 2letters of your first name, first 2letters of mom's maiden name and first3 letters of the town you grew up in.)_ Decsedeoba! haha! the best! :D

7. TERRORIST NAME: (middle name spelled backwards, your mom's maiden name spelled backwards)_ Onaced Zurcelad! :)

8. SUPERHERO NAME: ("The", your favorite color, favorite drink)_ The Pink Milk Tea! haha! :D

that was fun. :) try niyo rin! hehe. :)

*done blabbing.

Friday the Fifteenth

2006-12-15T13:22:00.000+08:00

Happy Birthday Lelai! :D

My hands are still a little dirty from clearing out a whole cabinet of books, photos, papers and scraps from the stock room. Susunod na kasing sisirain yung kwarto na yun. Heck, I enjoyed it! :D I was able to read my elementary essays, the best pala yung 'Ang Pinakadakila kong Pagpaparaya', ay sus, di ako matigil sa kakatawa kahit mag-isa ko. (haha) :D Ang dami, dami, dami ko na palang napagdaanan. Ang dami, dami, dami na rin palang dapat itapon. :P

At ang dami, dami, dami ring homeworks and reading assignments. Today's supposed to be the first day of the almost three-week Christmas 'break'. Quote-unquote, di naman kasi talaga break sa dami ng iniwang gagawin. :( Hell weeks pa nga ata. At wala pang baon!

Pero excited ako sa Simbang Gabi bukas. I can't quite feel Christmas here at home because of the construction, at least starting tomorrow, I'll have a little taste of it at the start of the day, hanggang 25th. :) I promised to myself I'll complete all 9 days! Promise talaga. ;)

Promises. :P I'm starting to write my list of New Year's Resolutions. (Daig ng maagap ang masipag!) haha. :D I just hope I won't break any. Last week lang ang dami ko ng nabreak na promise, hindi pa tuloy ako nakakapanood ng Happy Feet. -_-

Talo ang med kahapon sa Lantern Parade. :( Okei lang, still enjoyed shouting med-tarat-tarat along Taft. :)

*done blabbing.

Nil!

2006-12-12T21:37:00.000+08:00

Ang sama ni Nil kanina! Pagkatapos niya akong ikahiya nung ipapapalit ko yung Christian Bautista calendar para sa Gerald one, pinapose niya ako sa tabi ng maniquin tsaka sasabihang uto. :(

-ayan, pinost ko talaga. :P

*done blabbing.

Of Time and Changes

2006-12-09T23:50:00.000+08:00

Amazing how time flies. Almost all of us, or at least, Ate, Ate Zen, Tricia and I noticed it a while ago during the baptism of Baby Joaqui, my second nephew in my dad's side. :) My used-to-be playmates Kuya Jay and Kuya Allan are now fathers, and my Kuya Junzen's already abroad to work there. Instances like these make me realize that things are no longer the same, and soon will get more different. Nakakatuwa lang kasi kahit may mga anak na sila, the moment magkita si Kuya Allan and Kuya Jay, ang batian agad, "Nakita mo na yung bagong labas na Superman?" :P

It was a great relief, that some things didn't change, and I guess they never will. :)

Pakiramdam ko minsan mabilis ang panahon, pero madalas parang ang bagal. At minsan, gusto kong may baguhin, pero ayaw ko ring may magbago. -_-

*done blabbing.

Ward 3 and the Garland Hunt

2006-12-06T21:44:00.000+08:00

Even with the tree lit and adorned with wrapped medicine bottles at the entrance, the Ward 3 of PGH didn't feel Christmas-y. At all. What I instantly saw were a couple of rows of bed filled with patients looking very hopeless and weary (or at least, that's how I see them). Whew, so this is where I'll be for the next three hours. Ooo-kei.

At once, Danni and I saw Daniel at the entrance, with Cedes and Bean. The three of us, Danni, Daniel and I were assigned at the Ward 3, while Ced and Bean's set to work at the ICU.

It was actually our second time to be assigned at a department in PGH. :)

I was assigned first with Alvin and Nicole at the Gastrointestinal Clinic, and boy, was it an experience! I remember during our first day at the clinic, Nicole and I were asked to assist Dr. Reyes in performing colonoscopy to a very old patient. She tried to struggle and break free from the very painful, not to mention awkward, procedure and my task was to firmly hold her legs, while I barely could keep mine upright.

After that first procedure, things got a lot more easier. Most of the time all we had to do were watch procedures, transfer patients to the recovery area and sing with WRock's Wednesday love songs, hehe. :D

Things were different with Ward3, charity ward kasi. It was a lot more depressing, facing patients who didn't even have the chance to eat breakfast that day, who didn't have complete treatment supplies, who are losing their sanity due to their illness and who are unconcious, unaware of when they will open their eyes again.

One doesn't even have his left leg anymore, and while Danni was assisting the nurse in dressing the wound, I complained to Kim and Daniel that my knees are feeling wobbly because of what I'm seeing.

Buti nga may tuhod ka pa para manghina was Daniel's counterclaim.

I silently agreed. :D

On the lighter side, it was a fun experience too. :D We had the chance to 'aspirate' distilled water in preparing meds, wear suffocating but very stylish (haha) N95 masks and were even given the chance to inject. :D Feeling doctors konti, hehe. :)

I realized that what I am expecting in being a doctor is all the glamour pala, forgetting the fact that backstage, things will be messy and depressing and can make your knees feel weaker. Starting that moment, I tried to make space for those kind of things in my head. But that never lessened my enthusiasm to take up medicine, on the contrary, the idea that I should be there was reinforced by what I saw. If that is what I'm set to face in the next few years, then so be it. :)

~After that, we had the earliest Christmas Party with the IPC doctors. :D The best ang Pinoy Henyo pag doctors ang nanghuhula! Sobrang scientific, haha. :D

~That pm, I went to the mall with Ate and Ira to buy a gift for Mom and Dad's anniv. And kailangan ni Ivan ng garland sa kanyang parol for Family Day, so ang aking napakabait, as in sooobra, na bestfriend ang naloka sa paghahanap. :) Owe her bigtime for that, hehe. :)

So yun ang reason kung bakit may Garland Hunt ang title. :D hahaha.

Happy Anniv, Ma and Daddy! :D

*done blabbing.

Bluff

2006-12-05T00:28:00.000+08:00

Ganito yun. Basta pagalingan lang magsinungaling, mananalo ka na. :)

Tagaytay, Sabado ng gabi. Sa ilalim ng full moon at ng Eucalyptus tree, naisipan naming maglaro ng baraha, wala na kasi kaming magawa. Sayang ang lamig sa labas at ang kumot na nakalatag sa damuhan.

‘Ganito yun,’ sabi ni Kuya Arvin. ‘Basta dapat magaling kang magsinungaling. Pag naglatag ako ng nakabaliktad na baraha, at sinabi kong apat na 10 yun, puwede niyong hulaan kung totoo ba yung sinabi ko. Puwedeng apat na 10 nga yung nilapag ko, o hindi. Kung walang kokontra, ako ulet ang magbababa. Kung meron, at tama kayo, mababalik sa akin yung baraha. Kung may kumontra sa akin at mali siya, sa kanya mapupunta yung baraha.’

‘Dahil may apat na deck, may apat na cards din ang bawat number. Pag sinabi kong tatlong 10 ang nilapag ko, puwede niyong buuin at gawing 4, magdadagdag kayo ng isa pang 10. Siyempre, puwede kayong manloko. Puwedeng hindi pala 10 ang ibaba niyo, mabuo niyo lang yung binaba ko. Kung walang kokontra, ikaw ulet ang magbababa. Kung meron, at tama sila, mapupunta sa iyo pati ang baraha ko. Kung may kumontra sa iyo at mali, sa kanya mapupunta yung baraha.’

‘Kung ikaw ang nagkumpleto ng deck at walang kumontra, ikaw naman ang maglalapag ng maglalapag. Ulit lang. Gets?’

‘Unang maubos ang baraha, panalo.’

Tumango ako. Pero sa totoo lang, hindi ko maintindihan. Nagbalasa. Nagpamigay. Manunuod muna ko, sabi ko sa sarili ko.

Nauna si Kuya Arvin. Tatlong 10 daw yung nilapag niya Walang kumontra. Naglapag ulit siya ng tatlong baraha, tatlong 10 daw ulit yun. ‘Bluff!’ sabi ni Ate Daisy. Pinakita ni Kuya Arvin yung nilapag niya, tatlong 10 nga. Yung unang lapag pala niya ang kasinungalingan. Napunta lahat kay Ate Daisy yung baraha. :)

A, madali lang to, nasabi ko sa sarili ko. Hindi na lang ako magsisinungaling, lahat ng ilalapag ko, yung totoo.

Naglaro. :) Naubos na agad ni Kuya Arvin ang baraha niya, magaling manlinlang. Dumadami na ang cards nina Ate Daisy, Alaina, Ate at Ellise. Pero maya-maya, nauubos din. Basta diskarte lang sa lokohan, sa pagpili ng tiyempo, sa pagsugal ng pagkakataon.

Hindi pa rin ako nagsisinungaling. Naghihintay lang ako na may mabuong deck, tsaka ko kukumpletuhin. Minsan dumadami ang cards nila dahil sa akin, dahil pag sinabi nilang ‘Bluff!’ ako, napupunta sa kanila. E hindi nga ako nagsisinungaling.

Hindi nga ako nagsisinungaling, hindi naman ako nananalo. E sinira ko na nga ang purpose ng laro, para lang hindi madagdagan ang hawak kong baraha. Hindi rin naman umuusad ang pagkaubos ng hawak ko. Walang kwentang kalaro. Walang butong sumugal, walang angas manloko. Wala talagang kwenta.

Talo. Pero masaya kasi nasubukan ko at marami akong natutunan tungkol sa sarili ko.

Tumulala, o tumula.

It’s either I am doing the right thing by waiting for the right time, or I am wasting time by letting it pass by. It’s either I am set to face the perfect moment, or I am currently missing it. Should I stay hanging at the edge of the cliff? Or should I jump? Would I fly?

Anu man ang piliin ko, meron at merong iiyak.

One thing’s sure though. The more I think about it, the more I become unsure of what to do, and the more I become unsure of what to do, the more I become sure that this is all worth the trouble. :D

*done blabbing.

Remake

2006-11-27T23:42:00.000+08:00

OMG was all I could say after seeing the empty space in front of our house, where our clinic used to stand, a while ago. Couldn't really blame me, I mean, what's been there since forever is now replaced by just rocks and dust and scraps of metal. And the sink.

Before the last sem ended, I was looking for a big change, and now I think God is mocking me. Ayan ha, kung hindi pa malaki yan, ewan ko na lang. Bilis naman kasi ni Lord, nakakagulat. The news that we're having our place renovated came out just a few days ago, and now it's happening already. No one's used to leaving their house whole and arriving home with half of it gone.

Home, yes. Although what's been demolished so far is just the clinic where my Mom, Dad and Auntie Gil practice, it still feels like our house's already been bruised. The clinic's our home too; I could recall countless experiences in it, as far back as my first few vaccination/crying moments. Seeing the broken pillars and walls made me feel a slight surge of sadness. Bye.

Ugh, cut. Drama queen, drama done.

I'm actually, really, 50% happy and 49% excited that we, after years of waiting, are finally rebuilding our home. :D The last percent's for a little sadness, well, for one, big changes will always make you feel that you should resist it, and secondly, we're not going to be able to put up Christmas decors for this year's Yuletide season, but then, those are just small bubbles in the cake. And what a yummy cake this is all going to be.

The biggest solace would be having your own room. :D Sa mga taong may sariling kwarto, never take that opp for granted, hehe. :D I've been sharing a room with my two sisters for as long as I can remember, and I enjoy being with them: sharing stories, secrets, clothes, sharing everything. But I cannot wear the same jeans forever. Isn't it as soon as you feel you couldn't fit anymore in your old jeans, even with your favorite-est cargo, you have to let it go? You buy new, larger ones. And come to think of it, we can still do those things even if we're in separate rooms. It would superb to finally have your own space, your own bed, your own door. It would be superb to finally be in control, even over just a tiny area.

Pang. Before the whole reconstruction thing, my parents agreed to my staying in a dorm idea, due to my late tue-fri classes and saturday exams. After, down the drain goes the plan. The last thing we need nowadays is another hole in the coin purse. :P

No prob with me. :D

Four months, Serine. Four months. :D

*done blabbing.

Wink, wink.

2006-11-19T12:31:00.000+08:00

Magpapasko na! hehe. :) Napansin ko kasi kanina sa simbahan, may mga parol na e. :P At nakabukas na ung angels na ilaw na may hawak na trumpet.

E kasi naman, parang hindi ber-month, napakainit. Well, except for the fact na 5:30 pa lang, wala ng araw.. at ang mga National Bookstores, namumuno na naman sa Christmas trees. :)

Better start burning cds of xmas carols. hehe!

Ang Disyembre ko ay malungkot.. haha, kidding. ;)

*done blabbing.

Rambling

2006-11-18T19:14:00.000+08:00

Simplicity appeals to me more than extravagance.

In the street, I would probably notice more a shirt-jeans-ponytail girl than a fully made up one. Exorbitant clothes would catch my eye, but later I would end up buying a plain shirt. I admire those who do not consider themselves higher than others; those who laugh at small things, those who work invisibly and those who speak succinctly.

With artlessness comes sincerity, with naivety, depth. :)

*done blabbing.

F1: New Game

2006-11-18T07:04:00.000+08:00

Already bored.

It has only been a week since I returned to reality (medyo nawala kasi ako nung sembreak), and I’m bored already! -_- I look at my watch more than anything during classes, commanding it to move a little faster. (excluding Hum 1, which I love. :p )

Pat’s right. We miss Block14. Don’t get me wrong, I love my block. ;) It’s just that, it’s more fun when you’re with the whole class. Yeah, yeah. The more, the noisier, the merrier. :)

Evaluation.

I’ve got a cool Hum prof (Ms. Joson: This class will kick ass! :D), and I think my block would have to agree. I’ve learned a lot already from her. :)

National Bookstore is not, I repeat, not a bookstore. No, no.

Kom 3’s, well, kinda like Koms 1 and 2. Enough said.
My Chem prof speaks like Sir Ed, my ____ (insert any form of performance) coach.
Bio Lab. I almost lost the ocular eyepiece of the microscope. CJ’s a good lab partner. :)
Bio Lec. H**bie reincarnation. But at least he’s the one who wrote the module. :P (delikado tong mga sinusulat ko)
Math. I’m back with the ‘eager’ group. hehe. :) My prof started well, but I think a good start is all we’ll ever have. (delikado na talaga to!)
Soc Sci prof will have a hard time in making the class believe in her propositions. :P
PE. Skirt and heels. Ugh.

All of them left a great deal of work for next week. Kamusta naman yun.

ALREADY BORED. :

*done blabbing.

17 x 365 & 1/4 Days

2006-11-08T12:30:00.000+08:00

after the -

rollercoasters and stuffed parrots
shoes and smashes
testimonials and im's
flowers and chocolates
sms's
home visitors
birthday songs
specially-made lunch
blowout requests!
new eye glasses
phone calls
driving through the rain
walking and talking
cappuccino and blueberry cheesecake
card and balloon
picture takings
sushi, maki and a hot grill
cheese and cookies and cream frozen yogurt
gifts and letters and posters

laughters and surprises -

one would realize how much loved, appreciated and blessed she really is.
i started my day with a thanksgiving prayer and ended it with another one. :)
it was a happy, happy birthday for me, thanks to all of you. :D

*done blabbing.

Back and ahead

2006-11-06T21:19:00.000+08:00

While I was taking care of my enrollment a while ago, I couldn't help but think of how I first enrolled for college.

Just a sem ago, during my first enrollment, my dad dropped me off at UP, and after a little while, he returned and accompanied me till I finished enrolling. But today I went there alone and took matters into my hands. I was like, hey, i grew an inch within half a year. :P

In sense of maturity, that is. And tomorrow I'll be another year older and things aren't getting any simpler. Next sem, I'll be taking more units and will be going home a little later than before. Very soon, I'll be in my med proper, and then in residency, and then..

I really don't know yet. All I know is that it's time to start taking things more seriously.

*Kanina, Joanne, Bean, Lorraine, Daniel and I ate at KFC (because of Daniel's craving for orange chicken, hehe). Joanne (or was it Bean?) Basta, someone asked if they should bring home the bucket that goes with the meal.
Bean: Bigay na lang natin kay Sir Edan, lalagyan ng rock collection niya.
Lorraine: No, we can use that as tabo, pag walang shower..
Daniel: No, pwedeng shower yan, butasan mo yung ilalim,
lagyan mo ng hose, tapos balik mo yung takip na may butas, shower na!

I laughed and thought, just a little lang pala. :)

*done blabbing.

It is

2006-11-05T12:28:00.001+08:00

It is fun playing badminton with your left hand (that is, if your right handed). :P
It is better to not think at all, than to think too much.

*done blabbing.

No to decaf!

2006-10-30T01:42:00.000+08:00

Coffee Overdose's flyers contain this message:

You Know You're Drinking Too Much Coffee When:
You answer the door before people knock. You get a speeding ticket even when you're parked. You speed walk in your sleep. You haven't blinked since the last lunar eclipse. You have a bumper sticker that says: "Coffee drinkers are good in the sack." You grind your coffee beans in your mouth. You sleep with your eyes open. You have to watch videos in fast forward. The only time you're standing still is during an earthquake. You lick your coffeepot clean. You spend every vacation visiting "Maxwell House". You've worn out your third pair of tennis shoes this week. Your eyes stay open when you sneeze. You chew on other people's fingernails. The nurse needs a scientific calculator to take your pulse. Your t-shirt says, "Decaffeinated coffee is the devil's blend." You're so jittery that people use your hands to blend their margaritas.

I love coffee, but FYI, no, I haven't done any of these.

Yet. hehe.

I think maybe I'm beginning to enter the 'too much' range because it's 2am and I am blogging! :P

I just got home from the 'Tigtigan Terakan' event at the parking lot of SM City Clark . The festivity, whose title literally means tugtugan at sayawan, is held every year in Pampanga. San Miguel Beer is the main sponsor of the event so it was kinda like the Pampangeños' version of Oktoberfest.

Beer is available free of charge in every corner. Newfound friends Santy, Gershon and Karen enjoyed every glass. :) Instead of beer, my sisters, Dad and I ended up drinking coffee at the Coffee Overdose booth. And instead of singing and dancing with the bands and the rest of the crowd, we merely chatted the night away.

ANG KJ! hehe.

We're just not really exposed to that 'gimik' (as how Gershon called it). When asked what is my sort of 'night gimik', I admitted that I really don't have one, I never really go out late, and it was actually my first time to go on such event. (batang-bata pa! haha.)

Oh, but I had fun there. The setting's pretty romantic at the end: drinking coffee under the rain while watching a fireworks display. Who would have thought you could have that from 'rakrakan'? :P

Coffee, anyone? :)

*done blabbing.

Thirteen More to Go

2006-10-28T18:14:00.000+08:00

Although the first sem's a big new 'thing' for me, adjusting to it was easy, and getting tired of it came faster than I anticipated. I get up early, go to school, go home, study, and then go to school again. It's so, uhm, routine-y. (pardon, ugh.) And to think i'll be doing that for the next couple of years.

Seven years, to be exact.

No, Im not giving up on med nor on studying. I don't know, I guess I'm just looking for a change. A big one. (And no, I don't want to dye my hair green.)

This sembreak ceased the pattern. :)

Two days before I can finally say 'one-sem-down', I was paired off with my Ate at the Denenes All-Women Badminton Tournament. Aside from the fact that it would be a good way to start the break, we are also eyeing the nine thousand peso first prize money. But after being placed at the Junior's age group - an open level -, oh, we are nothing but a hopeless pair. (Bye, 9000!) :( There could be varsity players, players from the training pool, etc. We didn't really know who will we be up against. What the heck, we said. Laban na lang, hehe. :)

There were 24 pairs in the level, and we were divided into 6 groups. Fate was on our side, I guess. Kinaya ng powers ang mga kagroup, and we made it to the quarter finals. :) The strong pairs kasi were all grouped together, leaving us with just a pair of people smashing like crazy to compete with. (hi joy and bernice. :P )

Four pairs left. We faced Joy and Bernice in the semi finals round. Nagkadapadapa na ko e, relaxed na relaxed lang sila. hehe. :) They were amazing. :) Didn't make it to the finals. :P

For the 3rd place title, we still have a last fight against a pair with a very supportive barkada. -_- It wasn't just a racket fight, it was a 'cheering competition' against my team and theirs. It was really affecting my game because what their group was blurting out isn't exactly nice. Insults at errors belittled our efforts. We won the first set, lost at the second. We started a third deciding set, and after a smash in the middle of a rally, I felt something on my right leg.

No, not cramps, not now.

Hindi naman ako nagccramps e. Noon pa talaga, very lucky. :P Of course, my cameraman slash driver slash stage father came rushing in the court, trying to calm her crying daughter. :P And the barkada? Insults at errors aren't enough, there just had to be laughters at injuries. :) E andun ang tatay at ang ate kong matapang, napagalitan sila, haha! :) Other people came rushing in too, Kuya Michael, Tita Phen and Tita Kate with a Gato jug in hand. AJ of the match control even helped. :) Ate Lit gave me her leg support. :) They were asking me to surrender the game. After a dozen sets, an earful of insults and a bucket of sweat and tears? No way. The show must go on, haha. :P

We continued the final set. Good thing most of the time I was the server, so I just had to stay in front while my ate does all the work. :) Their momentum was lost in the delay, maybe. We won the final set, 14-21. :)
That was the sweetest of all sweet victories. :)

Just the thought of having your dad and good friends around to support you is more than enough to console my hurt leg. But then again, it was my first time to step up on the 3-1-2 stand (anong tawag don! hehe.) and we weren’t really expecting to come home with awards in hand, so I was very, very thankful we won. :) It was definitely worth the cramps! :D

The following night, Sunday, I tried to compress a semester of lessons in my head. Walang tulugan! hehe. :) Monday was my Math finals. Last day of the sem, first of the break. I remember Monday so well, I had exams, went to Rob, then to Diliman, and then to SM to pick out a corporate attire for my sister. It was a very tiring day. I was tired from the sleepless night before that day, from all the walking, from choosing clothes, from trying hard to think of something to say, and from trying hard not to say what I was really thinking. :)

Come Tuesday, I had a small reunion with my highschool barkada, Ira, Eunice and Les. :) Kwentuhan, kantahan, iyakan? hehe. :) (almost). Sobrang namiss ko pala sila. :) Ended the day with a nice meal of lugaw and crispy tokwa at Bernas, yeah. :)

More reunions with badminton barkada naman that week: in qeueings and dual meet and bingo's. :P Most memorable part of those was the dancing in the parking lot! haha. :) More to come I bet. :)

First week. So far, so good. :) Ayoko ng pumasok!! haha. :P

*done blabbing.