Benign?

Am I the only one who's overwhelmed with all this free time? Not that I miss the OS subjects or anything; I've been looking forward to the HD series. It's just a shock to my system not having lectures after lunch or classes on Fridays. It's like my mind can't deal with all this time on my hands, so I'm compelled to fill it with whatever I can--Medchoir practices, prayer meetings with Fr. Francis, errands for Phi store, our class oath, group project for HD201, nightly sessions with the Adri Tower 2 treadmill--you name it. Not that all these things didn't need to be done before. It's just that I can't help but do them with a certain level of, um, obsession? Haha. In short, tinotoxic ko sila. Tinotoxic ko sarili ko.

Oh, the irony that is my life as a med student. When I'm drowning in consecutive neuro exams, I dream of the weekend. I dream of summer. But when given some unexpected free time, to relax and revel in benign-ness, I run away, find more stuff to do fill it all up, and end up not benign at all.

3 AM

We had our last exam for the year today. Feels soooo good. And I'm up this late for no reason other than sheer love of the internet. Haha.

Second sem has been such a ride, and we're only a few weeks in. I now know what it means to hit the ground running. And then now, suddenly, we're nearing Christmas. I can feel and smell it in the air, my favorite time of year. I can taste it in the food too. I lovelovelove Christmas goodies. :)

Okay, that's all. Sleepy. I still owe that long, narrative blog entry. Christmas break, yay. :)

Good morning!

I'm awakening this blog from a month-long hiatus. My, how angry I was in my last few entries. I don't even remember what some of them were about, vague as they are. Which is a good thing, since they're probably not about anything good or happy.

This sem is different from the last, definitely. Right now, there's so much to say, so much to do, so much to think, and barely any time at all to do so. But again, I take things one day at a time. There's no other way. I also choose to hold on tighter to some things, and keep a safe distance from others.

And I promise to write more now. Some things are too important to not write about. Like the fact that our house is back, and better than ever. But that deserves an entry all on its own. Maybe over this long weekend.

Good morning, again! To me, to this blog, to the world.

P.S. Hello, Mervyn! Haha may special mention ka, since may special mention ako sa trans niyo. Thank you for reminding me that I have a blog. Because of you, I was itching to blog even as I was supposed to be studying for OS 206. Salamat sa pagsubaybay. :)

A few pent-up sentiments.

For different people or just one. You be the judge.

1. It doesn't make me any less than you. Let's just see how it all turns out, shall we?
   
2. Sometimes I really wish I could get angry. As in fuming-blow-my-top-let-the-PMS-take-over mad. I bet it would feel really, really, really good.
3. You really can't expect from anyone, can you? I should've known. Just as it was starting to seem like you care, you let me know how it really went down. Disappointing is too mild a word.

Wow. I feel better already. Thanks!

The wind is whistling

and this is the view outside my window.

Adriatico Street.

Adriatico "clubhouse" between Towers 2 and 3.

What a lovely rainy day. :) Here's to our first suspension of classes (because of rain, and not AH1N1). I thought that didn't happen anymore in med school.

Celestamine high.

I'm all glazed over. I'm floating all the time. It's been three days of this doped-up-ness. Stupid contact dermatitis. Serves me right for trusting in a P70 henna.

Spent most of the day in the car. From a brief observation at the Pasig City General, to a uniform alteration in liblib Sta. Cruz, Manila, to waiting for over two hours while Lola gets her post-surgery eye checkup. I don't know how many more trips it'll take for me to finally find my way around that city. Driving to St. Luke's and back was adventure enough. Haha.

Multiply sucks. But I really don't want to have to transfer all my photos and stuff.

Eyelids are drooping. That is all.

The rain messes with your head.

I wanted to run outside and dance in the rain. Just because I've never really tried it before. At the risk of catching a cold just before classes start. But then I took one step out the door and got scared of the snails. And the possible frogs. Haha. It's quite sad. :))