Unending

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

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

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. ;)

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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

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

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.