2008 Survey

grabbed from Sister Ysa. :p

1. What did you do in 2008 that you'd never done before?
- Hmm. It's just a repitition of old stuffs i made only better or worse.

2. Did you keep your new years' resolutions, and will you make more for next year?
- I dint make one. Maybe study hard, and i did, but it wasnt enough.

3. Did anyone close to you give birth?
- Mags, Ate Joy, Elize.

4. Did anyone close to you die?
- Thea's (dwtl 54) Mum,

5. What countries did you visit?
- Wala eh. hehe.

6. What would you like to have in 2009 that you lacked in 2008?
- a Diet. a plan. maybe (just maybe), a girlfriend

7. What date from 2008 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?
- April 10. Remedials. I found out i failed.

8. What was your biggest achievement of the year?
- UST DWTL 70.

9. What was your biggest failure?
- Failing Physiology.
 
10. Did you suffer illness or injury?
- I think im on the boundary of hypertension, diabetes, and gastroesophageal reflux

11. What was the best thing you bought?
- food? haha. maybe books. or beer. :P

12. Whose behavior merited celebration?
- My Bio friends,Subsec, and Irreg friends. we've been trhough blood and shit this year. and Michelle Santillan

13. Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?
- Jocjoc Bolante, yung mga pari, Ruffa, Gloria Arroyo, Mike Arroyo

14. Where did most of your money go?
- Food. Load. Xerox. FX.

15. What did you get really, really, really excited about?
- DWTL70

16. What song will always remind you of 2008?
- Always be my Baby. not that i loke that song, naging parang national anthem na kasi siya. haha.

17. Compared to this time last year, are you:

i. happier or sadder? Happier. :)

ii. thinner or fatter? Goddamn Fatter. :(

iii. richer or poorer? Poorer. Same allowance, but everything increased,

18. What do you wish you'd done more of?
 - Studying, exercising
   
19. What do you wish you'd done less of?
- Eating, Wandering off,

20. How will you be spending Christmas?
- Family. so far im not missing any xmas parties. :D

22. Did you fall in love in 2008?
- yes

23. How many one-night stands?
- ...

24. What was your favorite TV program?
- Survivor pa rin! :D and Heroes. malapit na ang LOST! woohooo!

25. Do you hate anyone now that you didn't hate this time last year?
- Yes. bwahahaha.

26. What was the best book you read?
- Hmm, wala ata akong nabasang uber memorable this year ah. tsktsk.

27. What was your greatest musical discovery?
- uhmmm. dwtl? haha

28. What did you want and got?
- hehe. an all star staff at dwtl. best. staff. ever. and a very wonderful batch.

30. What was your favorite film of this year?
- hmm, im surprised. nothing much memorable?

31. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?
- 22. haha. lost my bag, :p treated a lot of people, ate a lot. studied for the next day's exam. slept happy.

32. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?
- dwtl 70. obvious ba ang days high? haha

33. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2008?
- Im never good at fashion. the only shirts i brought for myself are class shirts, frat shirts, and subsec shirts. the ones im required to buy.

34. What kept you sane?
- my faith.

35. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?
- Anne Curtis

36. What political issue stirred you the most?
- The Joc-Joc Bolante Case 

37. Who did you miss?
-  Subsec

38. Who was the best new person you met?
- Michelle Santillan

39. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2008:
- God has a plan. a great one.

40. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year:
- "I don't always understand, what your perfect will demands, but i've learned to trust you more, in your prescence Lord."

Cool Pics of the Week

sobrang astig!

first pic: Cheng, Yman, Celine, Van.


second pic Karl, JC



cool.

Culinary Chicks and Wishing Wells

I have 2 new Ideas floating around my mind these past few weeks.

1. I will Marry a beautiful hot Culinary Graduate.
2. Wishing wells are pretty good businesses.

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1. I will Marry a beautiful hot Culinary Graduate.

I just realized i don't want to marry a doctor anymore. They're always not at home, and there's a high chance that they're smarter than I am. damn. I dont want to marry a Lawyer either, they Lie. 'nough said. A few months ago I saw Angelica Panganiban graduate in a culinary school, and the idea dawned on me: wow, i want to marry her, or someone like her. Imagine, i dont have to worry about what food to serve when i throw a party (no more microwaved popcorns! or expensive Pizza deliveries, or "alak nalang pare?") May asawa na nga, may tagaluto pa. I'll get to eat foods that i-dont-know-what-they-call-it-but-i'll-eat-it, bawat ulam may pangalan ng food sa baba na french na di ko rin naman maiintindihan. tapos ultimong tubig lalagyan niya ng kung anu-anong trip... hahaluan niya ng mint, apple, orange, chocolate, tapos Zero calories. wag lang niya akong lasunin, ok na yun.

Tapos, if ever we'll fight, she'll just bribe me with a sumptuous meal, preferrably italian, with loads of cheese, and BEER! and that will draw a smile on me, and we'll be ok na. But if im the one who has to do something for her... well... uhmm.. maybe ill hust sedate her? give morphine? make her drunk? haha.

Damn. it excites me. I want to marry a culinary expert. (Kia, hindi ikaw, pero malay mo may classmates kang hot? :D.),

but then again, love chooses nobody, no profession, whatever kind of person. when love strikes, standards and expecations are most of the time thrown out of the window. love is love. if i end up with a culinary chic, that's great. if not, that's ok, i'll just send my daughter to culinary school. yebbah.

2. Wishing wells are pretty good businesses.

Malupit na negosyo to. Ilang hollow blocks lang at isang bubong na may shingles, ok na. Yung lalim ng balon, kahit 3 feet lang, di naman nila makikitang 3 feet lang yun dahil bubudburan ko ng lumot ang surface para magmukhang malalim. Hindi na rin ako mag-aabalang i-maintain ito, the dirtier, the damn better. Mas mukhang luma, mas ayos, kasi mas mukhang ancient at mas mukhang may wisdom at mas mukhang magical ang balon. Pag nagkatotoo yung wish ng mga tao habang naghulog sila ng mga barya, edi ayus. pag hindi nagkakatotoo, di naman nila masisisi ang isang inosentang balon diba?

Mahilig ang tao sa placebo. sa false hopes. sa supernatural. Panahon na para pagkakitaan ang paniniwalang ito. Kung ang simbahan nga napaniwalang may epekto ang pagtirik ng kandila sa kaluluwa mong mababawasan ang kasalanun kuno, wishing well pa kaya? Di hamak na mas mura yun sa kandila. At least yun kahit ano pwede mong i-wish. Yung kandila sa simbahan, karamihan daw dun napupunta daw sa mga tao sa purgatoryo, kumbaga yung effect ng wish hindi 100% para sa iyo.

Every month, kokolektahin ko ang mga laman ng balon. Pag may nagquestion kung nasan ang mga barya, sasabihin ko, "kinuha ng fairy para iaanalyze ang mga wishes niyo." Mas madaming barya, syempre, mas malaki ang chance na matupad ang wish mo, pwede rin namang maghulog ng perang papel, ipapatuyo ko pa naman eh. wag lang credit card. wag na rin cheque.

Pag nagimprove na ang negosyo, magbubukas ako ng branch. Yung una, ilalagay ko sa UST Med, sa Gitna, dun sa may swamp na may turtle. Yung next branch naman, sa faculty of Civil law, tapos, sa Main Building naman, tapos, icoconvert ko yung fountain of Wisdom and Knowledge sa tabi ng arch of the centuries into big ass money-making wishing wells. yung parang sa mga SM Malls, yung maghuhulog ng barya sa gilid, tapos iikot ikoy yung barya na parang gagawa ng buhawi sa fountain, tapos magssquirt ng tubig pagdating sa gitna at may message: "your wish is being processed. add Php 5 Pesos to bypass the processing time. If you're wishing for love, add 10 pesos, for Grades, add 15 Pesos, for Money, add 20 Pesos. Then close your eyes while making bunot to your wallet and Let God pick the best bill you will offer."

whatever.

but, seriously, I can't believe people actually drops coins on wells... maybe it's the placebo effect. the false hope. the expectations. 'the secret'... well, if you actually believed it will happen, then, maybe it will? maybe they built wishing wells to fuel false hopes and eventually make it come true?

Interesting.

karl shan shen pae

(L-R shan, karl, pae, shen)

a picture says a thousand words.

the Real Christmas Wishlist

instead of playing RA 3, ill make this one instead. i'll try not to be funny this time, i hope mapigilan ko. ill try to be very objective as possible. if i get into details baka magpatawa nanaman ako, pero dapat seryoso ako. diba?

1. A Great Upcoming DWTL 70



2. Kick-ass irreg Party


3. Xmas Party with 4bio1


4. Inuman with Subsec. with the Beer Bong


5. Attend Simbang Gabi sa UST. Kahit isa lang.


6. Party ulit ng Misa Family sa Bahay


7. Eat Pizza ng walang okasyon

8. Great Grades


9. Free Education for Children

10. Watch a Fireworks Show

11. Krispy Kreme for Xmas

12. Her hapiness. (and this is good cause i can finally say it)

13. Read Twighlight

14. A High School Reunion (wisdom and semi creme and havoc peeps)

15. Great Health for my Family

16. Wag nang lapitan ng pangit na guys/animals/manyaks si Pae

17. Get rid of my disturbing panaginips

18. Have the money (and motivation) to pay for a Gym membership

(4 years ago)

19. More Paying Patients for my Dad
20. and  aPromotion for my Mum

21. Wag na sanang magnakaw ng mga gamit namin si Manang.

22. Additional Dentists for UST Health Service. 1 Dentist for the whole university? Cmon

23. makapag-isaw sa UP

24. Magsawsaw ng kamay sa Holy Water nung sa Church sa Ateneo. Ang ganda kasi ng church na yung at yung lalagyan ng Holy Water, the Best! Tas magppray ako kung may time.

25. Stargazing with Alcohol while lying at the sands of Zambales beach

26. A good NMAT score for my friends taking NMAT on the 14th

27. Lower Gas Prices

28. Lower Jeepney Fares


29. Forgive myself for all the screw-ups I made this year


30. And finally, an Everflowing Supply of Money. Bwahahaha.

14 Christmas Wishes Version 1

ito yung materialistic wish list ko. Pero hindi ibig sabihin ay joke to At Pero di rin ibig sabihin na ayaw ko rin matanggap tong mga to. Haha. Kung magkatotoo to, why not diba?

1. Wag na tayong maglokohan: gusto ko ng maraming maraming pera, yung tipong helicopter na ang maghahatid sakin sa school para di na ako malate tapos may red carpet sa field para magpark ang helicopter ko.

yung tipong sa lahat ng lugar na pupuntahan ko, may confetti ng Pesos. Dollars, at Euro. ayoko ng Yen kasi konti lang halaga nun.Basta pera. walang hanggang kayamanan.

Well, unfair naman. Kasi pag nagrant na yung first wish ko, ok na ako sa mga makamundong pagnanasa ko. Pero pag nakuha ko na ang #1 ko, eto ang mga bibilhihin ko.

2. Gusto ko ng Malaking malaking TV yung halos lumabas na yung artista sa TV sa sobrang laki niya. ilalagay to sa kwarto ko, para quality porn este movies ang pinapanood ko kesa sa sala ako nanonood, nakakatakot pa kasi madilim at freaky yung hagdanan.

3. Bibili ako ng grades. Oo, tama ang nabasa niyo. Wish kong maging ganon ako kayaman na tipong binabayaran ko na ang mga prof para di na ako makapagremedials. O kaya babayaran ko si Nelloe o si Keith o si MJ o si Bryan Ilagan para magpretend na sila si Karl Edejer tapos ako sila para lang magexam para sa akin. Tapos pag mababa ang nagawa kong exams para sa kanila bilang sila, babayaran ko uli sila para di sila magalit.

4. Papaluhurin ko sa putikan ang mga taong nanggugulang at nangungupal sa Pamilya namin. Mari-mar style. May pera sa putikan, tapos ipapakuha ko gamit ang kanilang mga bibig, at sabay sasabihin ko, "Luhod mga dukha!" sabay inom ng isang mamahaling alak habang minamasahe ng mga hot chicks

5. Bibili ako ng bahay. Yung simple lang sa labas, pero pagpasok sa loob magugulat ka nalang kasi mas malaki pa pala siya sa Hogwarts at mas magical pa. May theme song ng HarryPotter na tutugtog pag pasok para feeling mo napakamagical ng bahay ko, tapos meron akong servants na house elves na sasalubong sayo. May fountain sa gitna at waterfalls, wala kong pakelam kung pano nila gagawin, May library. May starbucks, May Jolibee. May Pizza Hut. May Basketball Court, Boxing court, Tennis Court kahit di ako marunong mag tennis, at may trampoline.

6. ipapaabolish ko ang Department of ________  ________. Pero bibigyan ko naman sila ng retirement plan -- sila ang magiging tauhan ng Golf Course ko. Bagay na bagay. Tapos ang gagawin kong chief of staff nila ay yung Secretery nila ngayon para makapaghiganti na siya sa kanilang lahat. "Pringles, go, run, and get the golf ball underwater. After that ipagtimpla moko ng kape!"

7. Manonood ako ng concerts ng kung sino mang foreign singer or sino man. Kilala ko man o hindi. Dashboard Confessionals o Bocceli man. Dun ako sa pinakaharap at karubbing elbows ko yung mga kapwa kong sikat at mayaman at yung mga kaibigan nilang nakikinabang sa free tickets nila.

8. Trip around the world with my Family and Manang. Pero haggang Airport lang daw si Manang kasi di naman daw niya maaapreciate yung Europe at Brazil at Japan. Ano bang pakialam daw niya sa Stonehenge at Eiffel Tower diba? Maaapreciate daw ba niya ang Louvre e di naman daw siya nakakabasa? Anyways, 2 months kaming iikot sa mundo. matutuwa na ang mga Med Reps ni Daddy niyan kasi ako na ang gagastos ng gastos namin pag mag-oout of town at hindi na sila. Pupunta kami sa Amsterdam at bibili ako ng isang magandang babae na ididisplay ko lang sa aming sala. "Karl went to Amsterdam and all he brought back is me"

Pupunta kaming Antarctica at manonood ang Aurora Borealis katabi ang mga penguins na sumasayaw at kumakanta. Mala Happy Feet at Good Luck chuck combined.

9. Magpapagawa ako ng mega highway na ako at mga friends ko lang ang pwedeng dumaan. Well, pwedeng dumaan yung iba pero magbabayad sila.  Mula dito sa Frisco hanggang sa Beachouse namin sa Zambales. Walang speed limit sa Highway na yun at maraming food stops along the way. Glow in the dark ang pintura. At walang pokpok na nagaabang sa kalsada tuwing madaling araw. Pwede nang pumunta sa Beachouse ang friends ko every week dahil magiging mabilis nang maglakbay papunta dito.

10. Gagawa ako ng underground secret passage mula bahay hanggang UST. Pero kailangan ayusin muna ng UST and baha situation nila kasi magmumumkhang kanal lang yung underground passage ko kung nagkataon. Yuck.

11. Malupet na laptop sa bawat miyembro sa apat kong apelyido: Edejer, Misa, Hebron, at Ebilane Family. Dapat lahat meron, kahit yung mga matatanda na... kahit di nila alam gamitin... at pati mga babies dapat meron. Wi-fi ready. yung pwedeng mag Red Alert 3, Starcraft 2, DoTA, at Sally's Spa Pero nakakatawa lang yun pag reunion dahil para na kaming nasa computer shop niyan dahil lahat nga nakalaptop. Dapat may warranty pala. Magmumukhang repair station ang bahay ko nyan dahil sakin sila pupunta pag nasira. wag sa akin. dun sa warranty station. Anong alam ko diyan.

12. Ipapakulong ko yung Houseboy namin nung bata pa ako. Edgar Egnisaban ang pangalan niya. Nung bata kasi ako, pinapalo niya ako. Houseboy lang siya at pinapalo niya ako? Ang kapal ng mukha niya. E ako namang si tanga, akala ko tama lang yun kasi pinapalo naman ako ng magulang ko kaya normal lang din paluin ako ng katulong namin. Akala ko alam ng magulang ko na ginagawa niya yun samin, akala ko binigyan siya ng kapangyarihan ng magulang ko na paluin at sigawan kami. Narealize ko lang na child abuse pala yung ginawa niya nung bandang college na ako. Ipapakulong ko siya, at gugulpihin siya ng mga brods sa kulungan.

13. Babaguhin ko ang UST Med. Ipapaabolish ko and Revalida, bababaan ko ang tuition, pwede nang isummer classes and mga semestral subjects na binabagsak, wala na ang 15-unit rule para sa mga irregs, at dapat Patho lang and di pwede kunin ng mga bumagsak ng Physio, Surgery lang dapat ang di pwede para sa Anatomy, Microbio sa Biochem, at Neuro 2 para sa mga Neuro 1 ang binagsak. Yun lang. Lahat makakapag Pharma, at yung Pharma dapat 60% ng grade ay Practical Exams na sing dali ng NeuroAna prax. Ipaparenovate ko pala ang mga aircon at Neuroanatomy at Histology lab. Ipapaexpand ko ang campus. At maraming kainan. At di dapat mabaho ang canteen. Benches sa bawat corridor. Samplex section sa Library.

<edit> ang #13 ang pinakamatagal kong inisip na wish. mahaba dapat ito pero baka magspark nanaman ng kung ano anong feelings sa ibang tao. harhar. </edit>

14. Babayaran ko ang mga utang ng Pilipinas. pero dapat yung 10 Billion manggagaling kay Gloria Arroyo.1 Billion sa bawat senador, 100 Million ang babayaran ng bawat Congressman except lang sa mga kamag-anak namin sa congress, exempted sila. 10 Million sa mga Mayor at 10 Million from Manny Pacquiao. Kung magagawa nila yun, sige abonohan ko na yung iba. Malaki pa ang natira, pero as if namang magbabayad ang mga politicians na ganun diba?



sarap mangarap. pero kung mangyari nga ito, sino ba ako para tumanggi? hehe

wow. had fun doing this.

Bob Ong Quotes: Totoo ba?

nabasa ko naman na lahat ng books ni Bob Ong, pero di ko masyado maalala ang mga quotes na umiikot sa text. Siguro nung una naaalala ko pa na nakasulat yung mga yun, pero yung iba, parang totally di ko talaga maalala? i mean, nung narereceive ko sa text yung mga quotes, "ayus to ah, and ganda", pero, kung ganun kaganda yun, bat di ko maalala nung binabasa ko to? haha

hindi kaya nagtetext si Bob Ong sa friends nya tapos sa huli, "please pass?"

or inassume lang siguro ng mga tao na porke may humor, tagalog, at mejo malalim, at astig, Bob Ong na?

or merong isang Pseudo-Bob Ong na gumagawa ng quotes tas sabi nya from Bob Ong?

actually, tinry ko dati yun, gumawa ng quote...

eto sinabi ko:

"Ang daming quotes na umiikot na galing sakin, di naman talaga galing sakin"

-Bob Ong


di ata umikot yun. haha.

palakpak, mga mortal!

nung highschool, after a lecture, nagriring ang bell, aalis na ang prof.
nung undergrad tayo, after a lecture, after the "Thank You" slide, umaalis na yung prof.

pero ngayon sa Med, after every lectures, nagpapalakpakan mga tao? wala lang, nakakatuwa lang.

nung mga unang araw sa Medisina, sinabi ko, "bat tayo pumapalakpak?", tapos di ko na napapansin, parang automatic na sa med yun na after a lecture, palakpakan ang mga tao. di ko napapapansin, pero pati ako napapapalakpak na rin. siguro factor na marami kayo sa classroom kaya madaling magpeer-pressure dahil pumapalakpak ang ibang tao, at siguro dahil nakakaelibs naman talaga yung lecture (di ko malilimutan ang Lecture ni Dr Rosales sa Spinal Cord, kewl), siguro dahil ibang level na rin ng knowledge yung shineshare nila sa atin, or siguro, syempre, respect sa kanila na hindi lang MD ang kakabit ng mga pangalan kundi, ID, TCVS, GS, FPSP, FPSA, FPSS, Fwhatever, F-WTF?!, F-I-AM-A-GOD, F-I-AM-IMMORTAL, etc etc etc

it made me wonder, ano kaya iniisip ng mga naglecture after their show?

if i will be a lecturer someday kung Super Surgeon na ako, probably ito ang iisipin ko sa mga Med Students after my lecture...

(read the title)

kidding. haha. :)

Gay lingo

dadicated to someone special. bwahahaha. lifted from Krish's blog. nakakatawa. andami na pala nilang salita no? haha

 Common words

1. gay  - badingkiwinki, baklush, badinggirsi, belatchina, lolames, ladladera
2. to get  - getzing, getluckin, gora, grabichina.
3. cigarette - bugaret, suba, subarou, bugarou
4. handsome  - cucoo, bio, viola, pogichina, beeway, biyao
5. house - balay, houseching
6. to lose  - loss, Luz Valdez, Luz Clarita
7. none - wiz, witchelles, nada, zerowena
8. cheap - changa, chipagis, chepay
9. rich - rica paralejo, ritcheles, rika
10. to see - aura-aura
11. BJ - hada, chiva, chupsi, kopa, kopas, hadaluchi
12. brief - brifany

These words are very flexible. They could easily be switched from one form to another.

"Bago tayo umuwi bu-booking muna ko." - verb "May booking ka na?" -

noun EXPRESSIONS
1. "Bona!" - Tanga! (Kasi it's not Promil.)
2. "Carry.", "Keri." - Pwede na.
3. "Chever!" - (___Expression ni John Lapus pag natutuwa siya.)
4. "Chos!", "Charot!", "Charing!", "Charito Solis!"- Just kidding.
5. "Cynthia?" - Sino siya?
6. "Gravity!" "Rawr-rawr!", "Rowrr-rowrr!" - Grabe!
7. "Hello Waffer!", "Halloween!" - (greetings of) Hello !
8. "Imbay!" / "Imbyerna!" - Kainis!
9. "In Fairview…" - In fairness…
10. "Juice ko!" - My God!
11. "Kape!" - (Mag-kape ka/siya/sila nang magising sa
12. (katotohanan.)
13. "Kebs!", "Kiber!" - Wala akong pakialam!, Deadma!
14. "Ligwak." - Lagot ka.
15. "Majonga!" - Bonga!
16. "Malaybalay, Bukidnon!" - Malay ko!
17. "Malaysia at Pakistan!" - Malay ko at paki ko!
18. "Malaysia India Japan." - Malay ko.
19. "Mars…" - "Mare..." , "Sistah…"
20. "Miss Malaysia!" - Malay ko.
21. "Namaste!" - Naman!
22. "Plangak!", "Korak!", "Flangganah!", "Kaplang!" - Correct!, Exactly!
23. "Psychological!", "Psycholo!" - Kaloka!
24. "Sushmita Sen." - Susmaryosep.
25. "Taruz!", "Kabog!" - Taray!
26. "Touchtone Picture." - Hawakan mo.
27. "Urky!" - "Kaloka!" (Sosyal version)
28. "Wa na splok." - Wag ka na lang maingay.
29. "Wa-i na!" - Wag na!
30. "Watashi…" - Si ano…
31. "Wes datis." - Walang pera.
32. "Wes konowang." - Hindi ko alam.
33. "Wes piyok." - Quiet lang.
34. "Wes taoshious." - Walang tao.
35. "Wit ko bet." - `Di ko type.
36. "Wit!", "Wa-i!" - Ayoko
37. "Wit!", "Wiz!" - Hindi!

TERMS OF ENDEARMENT
38. "Girl!", "Lolah!", "Ateh!", "Mamah!", "Titah!",
39. "Sister!", "Mother!", "Bakla!" PROPER NOUNS
40. Ace Sanchez - a top
41. Aglipay - ugly Pinay ( jowang pokpok na chakang mayaman na foreigner )
42. Ana, Anaconda - ahas, traidor
43. Anita Linda, Aida - A.I.D.S.
44. Ate Vangie - gamot pampatulog (Ativan Gang)
45. Ate Vi - atrebida
46. Backstreet Boys - cute guys sa likuran mo
47. Bayombong, Nueva Viscaya - masturbate
48. Bebang, Mayta - maid
49. Blusang Itim - mga bakla na gumanda nang maayusan sa parlor
50. Cathy Santillan, Kate Gomez, Cathy Mora, Cathy Dennis - makati, malibog
51. Chabelita - chubby
52. Chanda Romero - tummy (ang laki ng Chanda Romero nung pulis) / an old woman
53. Chiquito - maliit
54. Churchill - sosyal
55. Crayola Khomeni - iyak
56. Dakota Harrison Plaza - malaki ang chever
57. Debbie Gibson - give
58. Duty Free - maliit ang nota
59. Ella Mae (Saeson), Ella Fitzgerald, Ella Luansing - state of feeling horny
60. Eva Kalaw - evak
61. Felix Bakat - bakat ang cheverlou (sa brief or pants)
62. Girlie Rodis - babae
63. Givenchy - give, pahingi
64. Halls - choopapchoopsie
65. Indiana Jones - hindi sumipot
66. Janjalani, Pocahontas - bakla na palaging late o indyanera
67. Jennilyn (Mercado) - cheap, chaka
68. Joana Paras - asawa
69. Julanis Morisette, Reyna Elena - umuulan
70. Julie Andrews - mahuli
71. Kelvinator, Kelvina - babaeng mataba, sinlaki ng refrigirator
72. Leticia Ramos Shahani - shabu
73. Lilet - bading na bagets
74. Lucita Soriano - loss na, sorry pa
75. Lucrecia Kasilag - baliw
76. Luz Clarita, Luz Clarita, Luz Valdez - talo, loss
77. ang beauty
78. Maharlika, Mahalia Jackson - mahal
79. Manilyn Reynes - ma-EL
80. Miss Nigeria - negra
81. Murriah Carey, Morayta - mura
82. Nora Daza - magluto
83. Oprah Winfrey, O.P.M. - oh, promise me, pangako,
84. utang
85. Phil Collins - Philcoa
86. Purita Kalaw Ledesma, Purita Kashiwara, Pureta
87. Malaviga - poor, dukha
88. Rica Paralejo, Nina Ricci - mayaman
89. Rita Gomez - naiirita
90. Ruffa - laklak
91. Siete Pecados - tsismosa
92. Thunder Cats - gurang
93. Tom Jones, Tommy Lee Jones - gutom
94. Uranus - puwet
95. Washington D.C. - wala
96. X-Men - mga dating lalaki
97. Yayo Aguila - dyahe
98. Zsa Zsa Padilla - o siya, sige!

ADJECTIVES & ADVERBS
99. 48 years - sobrang tagal 1
00. antibiotic - antipatika
101. balaj, valaj - balahura
102. bella - boba
103. bigalou - big
104. biway, chopopo, guash - gwapo
105. bongga, bonggakea - super to the max
106. borta - malaki katawan
107. boyband - lalaking sintaba ng baboy
108. buya - nakakahiya
109. chaka, chuckie, shonget, ma-kyonget, chapter, jupang-pang - ugly
110. cheapangga, chipipay - cheap, ka-cheapan
111. chipipay - cheap
112. chopopo - gwapo
113. conalei - baklush
114. daki - dako
115. dites - dito
116. doonek - doon
117. effem - halatang bakla
118. emena gushung - malanding semenarista
119. fayatollah kumenis - payat
120. ganda lang - for free
121. ganders - maganda
122. intonses - sira, wasak
123. jongoloids - bobo
124. jowa, jowabelles, jowabella - karelasyon, boyfriend girlfriend
125. jutay, juts - maliit
126. kabog, loss - talo
127. katagalugan - matagal
128. katol - mukhang katulong
129. kirara - pangit / maitim
130. klapeypey-klapeypey - pumalakpak
131. krang-krang - hungry (same as Tom Jones)
132. krung-krung - sira ulo, baliw
133. lulu, tungril, tetetet - lesbian
134. mahogany, mashumers, ugmas - mabaho
135. majubis - mataba / gusgusin
136. matod - magnanakaw
137. nakakalurky - nakaka-shock, nakaka-takot
138. neuro - napaisip bigla, mind-boggler
139. oblation - walang saplot
140. otoko - lalakeng lalaki
141. pamin, paminta, pamentos, pamenthol - discreet gay guy
142. pinkalou - pink
143. pranella - praning
144. quality control - maganda ang quality
145. sangkatuts - marami, isang katutak
146. shala - sosyal
147. shogal - matagal
148. shokot, bokot - takot
149. shonga, shongaers, planggana - tanga
150. shonga-shonga - tanga-tanga
151. shonget, makyonget - ugly
152. shontis - buntis
153. sudems - never
154. tamalis - tamad
155. urky - nakakaloka
156. warla - loka-loka, nawawala sa sarili, nababaliw
157. wasok - contraction ng "wasak pag pasok"
158. wiz, waz - wala
159. wrangler, thunder(s), tanders, majonders - matanda

NOUNS, PRONOUNS AND PREPOSITIONS
160. adez, andabelz, adesa, anda, ka-andahan, andalucia -pera
161. akesh, akembang - ako
162. badet, dinga, dingalou - bading
163. berru - beer
164. borlog - tulog, power nap
165. bottomesa, bottones - a bottom
166. bufra - boyfriend
167. carrou, carosa - car
168. cheese - chismis
169. chimi, chimini, chimi-aa, chimini-aa - maid
170. constru - construction worker
171. daot - ahas, traitor
172. ditey, ditich, ditraks - dito
173. feelanga - crush
174. fiampey - singit, etits, flower
175. garapata - vaklush na punggok na majubis
176. gardini - security guard
177. oishi - shabu
178. gulay, pechay, bilatch, tahong - babae
179. hada - oral gay sex
180. hammer - pakonyo effect sa mga prosti or callboy,
181. havana - mahabang mukha
182. hipon - maganda ang katawan pero panget
183. itich, itechlavu - ito
184. itich-me-how -
185. jipamy - jeep
186. jowa, jowawis - lover, boy/girlfriend
187. jubelita - vaklita, batang bading
188. kat-kat - sosyal na tawag sa katulong
189. katol, chimay - katulong
190. kyota - bata
191. kyotatalet - sanggol
192. likil, mentos, future - lalaki
193. merlat, melat, bilat, mujer - babae

195. pa-uring - a bottom
196. performance artist - mahilig mag-inarte
197. potato queen - chink for chinks
198. red alert - menstruation
199. rice queen - chink folks who go for white guys (?)
200. colbam, sholbam - callboy

 

One Cool Gas Station

Somewhere between Pampanga and Bataan...


this was last Thursday, and ang balita ko, rollback daw sila ng rollback. whoa.
<edit> rolled to a LOWER price! :) </edit>

Wala ba sa Manila ng ganto?


Pinasok ko ang koche ng less than 1/4 tank, at pinasagad ang gas... for Php 1,450

four people

there was a 4th Year Bio student waiting at the office.
he just passed his requirements for admission.
He sat down and said a little prayer.
That God will put his name on the first list,
a few months later, or even second,
or even third,
as long as he'll be in a list of qualified students to enroll. 
as long as it's UST Med.

he doesnt know what he's up to.
he has no idea what the hell he's up to...
he just wished that next year,
he will be like the guy next to him...

the guy next to him is a First Year med student.
He's waiting for a semestral grade to come out.
"Damn semestral subjects", he said.
He sat down and said a little prayer
That God will not put his name on the list,
the list of remedials, or worse the list of failures.

He doesn't know what he's up to.
he has no idea what the hell he's up to...
he just wished that next year,
he will be like the guy next to him...

the guy next to him, is a Second Year Medical Student.
He's waiting for a semestral grade to come out.
"Damn semestral subjects", he said.
He sat down and said a little prayer
That God will not put his name on the list,
the list of remedials, or worse the list of failures.

the second year went out, and in came an irregular second year student
he's for remedials in a semestral subject.
"Damn semestral subjects".  he said
but he said it without a trace of bitterness or anger or any negativity for that matter
he just believes in his heart that he will pass it.

The 4th year and the first year looked at him
"Remedials?" they both thought
"This guy sucks."
The irregular somehow read their minds and just smiled.

The 4th year and the first year despised him.
The irregular just continued his smile.

Little does the young ones know that they are all the same person.
That he was him beside him beside himself
The younger one just submitted his Bio Transcript and Good Moral
The First Year was waiting for Psych
The Irregular was savoring the Office's aircondition, it was hot outside

the Second Year earlier, was the guy they're supposed to be. Full Load, Regular Second Year Student by this year.

But it was the Irregular that they became. And will work hard not to become. That they will vow not to become.

the Irregular still is hopeful.
He doesnt care if he's despised.
or whatever.
he know, that in the darkest nights
of hopeless tragedies,
will come a spark of right,
that will start a flame, and illumine a hope
and fan a passion,
and he will one day save lives, better than what the other Him can do.

The two younger ones looked at him, and vowed that they will never be Him.
That in an alternate future, they will choose the alternate Karl.

Good for them


---
as for me, I'll still move forward.

(sabay patugtog ng "Time of My Life" ni David Cook sa iTunes. bwahaha)

a sudden turn of events

it's been almost 3 full days here in olongapo with my Dad. so far it's been pretty boring. Eat. Sleep. Eat. Sleep. Drive. Collect money. Force myself not to steal money. haha. Then i thought this is going to be another boring day.

So i browsed the net, and tried to blog about boredom. WHAT THE HELL AM I TO SAY ABOUT BOREDOM? that it is BORING?

---

almost 1 hour in, and this is what ive written so far. then my Dad called, "Karl, scrub in ka mamaya, mei CS dito at pinsan nyo tong manganganak"

and i was like, "what? hindi ko man lang maalalang kinasal yung pinsan kong yun ah? at manganganak na siya mamaya?"

(and i get to see her give birth, that's pretty cool)

--

so, screw this boredom blog. :D harhar

bum

slept at 5 AM reading an e-book. (not med related of course)
woke up at 10AM, checked my phone, Unli has expired
stared at the ceiling for 1 hour before gathering the strength to stand up
ate breakfast
watched an episode of Survivor
ate lunch
watched 5 episodes of Heroes
ate again
took a bath
watched one tree hill
watched grey's anatomy
slept for around 10 minutes
went to mass
went to greenhills
ate at krispy kreme
ate at some sizzling crap
went home
played garden defense
slept for 20 minutes
browse the net for 2 hours again
then ill play PS2 later before sleeping

ahh. the life of a bum.

gotta love sembreak.

i miss my subsec

they say that in Med, you will be the best future doctor there is, and your school is the best med school, and your batch is the best batch, and your class is the best class, and your subsec is the best subsec.

there's nothing like your original subsec. though i thank C5 for welcoming us readily in their fun gang, but still, of course, i'd always miss the old Subsec. The Original. The Faces na nakakasawa na dahil araw araw araw mo na silang nakikita at kagrupo mo sa halos lahat ng subjects... tapos pag nag sembreak o nagbakasyon, mamimiss mo din pala sila. :) Dati naiirita ako sa boses ni Len pag nag-aaral ako kasi meron pang mas maingay sakin, haha, pero ngayon namimiss ko yung mga ganun... Namimiss ko yung pagka-OC ni Kit sa mga bagay bagay. Si Jane pala ang mas oc-oc kay Kit, hindi lang halata kasi daw napakatahimik niya, pero hindi yan tahimik. haha. Kahit papano namimiss ko si Rhon. Ok binabawi ko na. Next topic... :p


I'd always belong to the Incredible B2. and to the SGD Alliance of the Distal B2, and the alliance between the alliance of the Distal B2 Posterior. 

Madami ring pangalan ang Subsec namin. The Incredible B2, Gabu and Friends, and Subsec na pinakamaraming Atenista, and Talentadong Subsec, the Home of the Dizons and Diazes and Dys and the Ebilanes (oo, may Ebilane sa full 4surname name ko) blablabla. Madami din daw sikreto sa subsec, pero sa totoo lang, si Rhon lang ang naglilihim samin. si Rhon lang ang hindi pa umaamin sa tunay niyang kasarian.



I miss the times when keith and rhon and I ay yung naghahati sa mga SGD tapos sasali na sila Joena, tapos yung dalawang Dy naman, tapos si Tony at Len naman,  then Marris, tapos hindi sasali si Mar kasi natapos na pala niya nung weekend pa yung SGD, tapos isisikreto namin kunwari yung Alliance sa SGD pero mabubuking din yun dahil merong maguupload ng gawa nila sa Yahoogroups. haha. Tapos si Doria absent pa rin.

Nakakamiss yung maglalagay kami ng mga Kodigo sa white board bago mag short quiz sa anatomy. Hindi yun cheating, nagtuturo lang si Francis, hindi lang niya binubura yung sinusulat niya pag nag quiz na. ;) Yung magmimini-prax ang proximal B2 at pag tapos na sila, bubulong sila sa amin at sasabihin kung ano ang lumabas, kaya feel na feel kong mag mini prax nun dahil nawawalan na ng tanong si Dr Sanchez nun at negrecycle na siya ng questions.


Nagdadrama pa nun lagi si Rhon sa tabi ko, as in lagi, kung gaano kababa ang grades niya. Yun pala, exempted siya sa Histo. ang kapal ng mukha. hunyango ka rhon. Naiimagine ko nalang kung pano ka magmurit ngayon kay Keith. Lord, bigyan niyo rin po ng lakas si Joena at Keith para kayanin nila si Rhon.



Nakakatawang isipin nung nagwalkout si Rhon nung Nutrition Fest Practices with matching luha pa at Birthday niya yun. Pero feel na feel naman niya nung nanalo kami. Best Actress ba naman siya. Haha. Bat andami mong eksena sa B2? Ikaw ba ang Mascot ng B2?

---

After the Parasitology Exam, we went to the lib and i realized for the first time na ito yung fist time na umupo uli ako sa lib na puro mga B2 ang mga kasama ko (oo, B2 si Ginel.) Nakakamiss lang, seryoso. Naimagine ko pa nga dati na magcclerkship with them tapos kahit magkatampuhan pa kami sa kung ano mang ikakaharap namin, friendship to the next level pa rin yun. May mga nagsabi saking yung Clerkship daw ay isang napakalupet na test hindi lang sa sarili kundi sa mga relasyon mo sa mga makakasama mo. Sayang, hindi na sila ang kasama ko. Pero, wala naman akong magagawa, alam kong magiging masaya ako sa next kong subsec (sana), at magkakaroon pa ako ng marami pang new friends.... pero, iba pa rin ang Orig. iba pa rin yung hindi ka ibang salta o ibang lahi.

Shet, nakakamiss. I know it sound so eFfing gay to say that i miss these people. But I really do miss them. Kahit subsob sila ngayon sa pag-aaral at pangangamba at madalas di na nila ako pinapansin pag nagkakasalubong kami (wooshooo) kasi nagbabasa sila ng Pharma handouts, ok lang yun sakin. hahaha.

Nakakamiss ang B2. owel. haha. friends pa rin naman kami eh,

kasalanan to ni Julie Jane Dy at Joena Entico  dahil namiss ko bigla ang subsec nung nagpost sila ng Pic ng Cat Surgery nila. boo! :D hehe

the problem with knowing too much...

as i type this, i am experiencing a mild fever with cough and my nose is red and leaking with liquid god knows where it's coming from...

if this happened to me 6 years ago, i'll be contented by just saying "i have fever." period.

but now... with the effect of Para and Micro and Epid (aww cmon) fever might be an underlying sign of a secret disease i probably have. (wag naman sana diyos ko po. having a cough makes me think, "what if i have a Strep pneumoniae infection?", "what if i test my sputum, and probably culture a Paragonimus westermani redia or ova or metacercaria?", "are there "Aedes hanging around my house and probably bit me and gave me dengue?"

i had a flu vaccine for this year, but, clearly, i have a flu infection. am i too cool for that flu vaccine that it didnt protect me? what if the flu virus that i got has a different strain than what's in the vaccine? maybe this isn't flu? maybe it's a flu-like symptom that craves for further attention, and again, for me to spot an underlying pathologic crap happening in my body. oh crap. ang hirap maging magaling at matalino. joke. :p nah, ang hirap nang nagmamagaling masyado, kasi if i know more about them, i'd probably ruled out them all. Watching too much of House MD and Grey's and Scrubs makes your imagination fly too high.

but then again, when tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow, when this fever has subsided and brought his friends, cough and flu(like?), with him away from me, i won't be thinking of them anymore of course. i'll just think of the fever like what i would've done 6 years ago.

... that it's just a damn fever.


well, it's a good thing to know something. but sometimes there's a line between knowing enough, and knowing more than what you have to know. enough that you have to take BioFlu and a lot of fluids, rest enough, don't stress too much. You don't have to know the pathophysiology of a cough, or a fever, or whatever.

But of course, as Med students, we have to know more than what we needed to know. They inject the quote, "this info will maybe one day save a life" statement as a scapegoat for you not to sleep for a 5 item, 40 item, 60 item quiz, pracs, lab exam tomorrow. The unnecessary pain of memorizing-without-analyzing facts, that you'll only use about 20% of it all in your practice. sigh.

The problem with knowing too much, is that, you realize you know little. The more you know, the more you find out there's a lot more you don't know.

haha.

paglaki ko, gusto kong maging doktor...

malaki na ako... (check!)

jusko po, ang hirap nung other part ng sentence.

Screwed Up on the Wrongest Day

how fucked up is .... losing your School Bag --- ON YOUR BIRTHDAY?!?!

from One Tree Hill

Grief is like the Ocean.
It's deep
and Dark
and bigger than all of us.

And pain is like a thief in the night.
Quiet.
Persistent.
Unfair.
Diminished by time and faith and love.



hands down, one of the best One Tree Hill Episodes I've ever seen. (OTH s 06, ep 03)

Pre-Birthday Blues

im getting uglier by the day. (no, im not fishing)

but i'm starting not to care about it.

maybe i really am getting old.

------

i don't feel like celebrating like what i did a year ago. One, because my annual karl-to-karl time capsule/letter to self which i send to myself every year, to be read on my next birthday -- well, this year, i was too caught up in all the med craps that i FORGOT to write a letter for my 22nd birthday. I started doing this since highschool, initially, it's for me to see how my style of writing changes every year, and i found out it was fun doing it so i did it till college till last year. I have no idea why i forgot to make one for this year. crap.

Two, because if i'll make libre to one set of friends, i have to treat the other set of friends, then the brods, then bio friends, then DWTL friends, then HighSchool friends, then family -- kung pag-iisahin ko man ang celebration dito sa tahanan, sasasabog ang bahay. Sasabog sa kasiyahan. pero, sasabog din dahil di talaga magkakasya. So wag nalang siguro.

Three. My sched is not hectic. But on my birthday week, it will be. Para Long Exam, Micro Prax, Due of Micro Manual, Med Week, Medisine, Meetings, DWTL Weekend, -- bull crap --  why didn't God evenly distributed these hectic days into my very lax days like this week? (Hmmm, what did I do this week nga ba?)

I really don't feel like celebrating. Of course some people will say that, "Why not? you have to thank God for the year, and more bdays to come blablablabla." Well, I thank God eveyday for my life, and I'm happy with my life. (Though i could be more happier, but what the heck.)

---

Well. But. no matter what i say, 22 years ago, my Mum is wearing her maternity dress silently caressing her tummy while my Dad is in Medschool probably studying for an exam.

Maybe they're scared that they will become parents soon.
Maybe they got scared of the road they'll tread just because i'm already conceived (my Mum is almost employed as a flight attendant na sana before "I" happened)
Maybe my Dad was scared that He'll have a hard time raising me while he's still studying.
Maybe i'm not really part of their plans.
Fear couldve let them do things that may result to my nonexistence.

but no.
they didnt let me go.

maybe that's reason enough to celebrate.

(but ill just celebrate inside my heart. wahahah. baduuuy!)

True Brown Style at Temple Street

the Ultimate Highschool Gangwar.

naisip ko lang. meron pa bang mga ganto o lahat na sila Tau Gamma na? Meron pa ba sa HS na TST at TBS? anong mga napala ng mga kageneration ko nung nag TST/TBS sila? nagsisisi ba sila nun?

astig lang isipin. isa sa mga nakakatawang balikan nung HS Days.

haha

Leaning towards Pedia

This is weird. I'm beginning to like kids. And babies.

I never liked kids. Lalo na yung mga uhugin at mga mukhang tiyanak. Lalo na yung mga maiitim at saksakan ng kulit. Lalo na yung mga pinipindot ang reset sa computer pag naglalaro ako. Lalo na yung mga all of the above. Oh my F Ghod.

But lately, i realized whenever i pass by the hospital wards that.

1) I'm giving kids a second look
2) and i smile at them
3) and sometimes i say 'hi' to them (strangers yung mga yun a)
4) and it draws a big smile on my face.

5) and i never do the things above when an extremely hot chick passes by. (ang weird nun pag ganun, mag h-hi ako bigla at magssmile kahit di ko kilala?)

but anyways, maybe it all started to change when these babies were born:














(L-R)

my inaanak, kyle misa. the youngest in our generation. bien and jeanne. the first 2 morana next-gens. kahlil jacob. the first grand grandson from the first grand daughter of my grandmother

and Paul. from Kuya Pao.

These kids... These kids with the cute little limbs, and sparkling little eyes of amazement whenever they look at a new toy, their inquisitive little hands, their exploring feet, their exponentially growing number of cells, their highly developing psyche, completing early stages of Freud, sucessfully passing Piaget's checklist -- yeah, the cuteness list goes on -- i can say that these kids are the reasons why i those kids are starting to have an impact on me.

Suddenly i find myself involuntarily contracting my zygomatics and spontaneously sparkling my own eyes trying to get the kid's attention. Even though most of the time, i'm freaking the kids out.

Chino Joven once told me he wanted Pedia as his spec. I asked him why, and his answer was so like a UST-Med-Entrance-Interview-Answer: "It's because those kids are too young to get sick. That they are so innocent to get sick. That it is not their fault to get sick." (o Chino, inenglish ko pa diba?)

That exact moment when he told me that, i thought of my dream Specialization, Surgery and said, "Oo nga no? Kasi ako, if ever man, yung mga ooperahan ko, ooperahan dahil lagi silang nagyoyosi kaya Lung Transplant, o umiinom kaya aayusin ang Liver, o kumakain ng madami kaya may Gastric Bypass at Lipo, o nagdrive ng lasing kaya naaksidente, o dahil tanga lang sila kaya nabalian ng buto. Minsan kukupalin ka pa nila at sisigawan...."

and i silently thought..."pero pag bata yun, umiiyak lang sila.... Oo, siguro minsan may tulo-uhog effect pa sila at magfflash yung mga bungi nilang mga ngipin, pero, oo nga, masyado pa silang bata para makaranas ng sakit diba? Theyre too cute to get sick. Theyre too innocent to ingest Enterobius on their mouths, they're too fragile to feel the pain of a Kidney stone (one of my nephews, who is only twelve already has one :c .) and worst, some are too young to be dead (One of my Nephew died because of Leukemia. And he's just around 2years old nun :c )

nakakatakot na baka di man lang nila maenjoy ang childhood, teenage years, sex, drugs, at rock and roll. Nah.

From that day on, those sickly kids in the streets for me don't look that tiyanak-ish anymore... Now i'm looking at them at a different spark, at a whole new different light. That they are, like what Jose Rizal said, "ang mga pag-asa ng bayan." Right now, i feel for them.

Chino is right. It's not their fault to be sick.

---

Looking back at the the pictures, and the thoughts , and after i've reread what i have just written, now i realized why people call their kids ,their bundle of joy...

it's because they really are....

Bien, Jeanne, Kahlil, Paul, and Kyle made my day a lot of times. and someday when i have my own, I know that that child's gonna be one of the cutest babies this universe will ever see. ;) and I know that no matter how tired will I be from work, all my stress will be gone with just the thought of them.

I don't have Pedia this sem, hopefully that subject wont diss me. Maybe that subject's not bad at all,,, As long as i know, my knowledge can one day make a little kid smile and say thank you to me. As long as i can fix a little boy's tummyache and let him play again the day after. Maybe Pedia is not bad after all. Just maybe. We'll see.
We'll see.

---

*<edit, 10 mins after the blog>

Nah... SURGERY PA DIN! Wahahaha

i can't study

wala namang distraction. wala namang pressure. wala namang bagyo. wala namang kulang. wala namang puyat. wala naman hinahabol. wala namang hadlang. kumpleto ako ng handouts. kumpleto ng highlighters. kumpleto sa pagkain. kumpleto sa study materials. kumpleto sa lahat. kumpleto sa tulog. kumpleto sa resources.

e tangina bat di ako makaaral?

hindi naman ako tinatamad ah?

so nice

this one is from my friend, Aryan, from my previous blogsite, tabulas. In our emo days, we were singing our songs together, she even published a book with my as one of the acknowledgements, and now, i'm happy that she's happy with her life. :)

i recently commented on her cheezy blogs, and her reply simply put a nice warm smile on my face:

"sana mkatagpo ka na rin ng mekanikong aayos sa puso mo. four years na tayong nagdadamayan. thanks for always being around karl. dr karl na pala ngayon :)"

umaayos na ang mga buhay nila. yehey, ako na next. :)

Alak

gusto ko ng Alak.

party anyone?

(hindi ako depressed. namimiss ko lang ang alcohol-rush)

stethoscope

monday afternoon.

i cant sleep. i wanted to sleep. i was lying in the couch and thinking of resetting my mind for all the sense and nonsense that happened today. i was pulling myself too much into sleep, but i can't sleep.

tony said the half life for coffee is 3-4 hours. but it's been 12 hours since my last coffee. 12 hours. i closed my eyes for the Nth time, and still, no help. and then i opened my eyes again, and saw something...

on top of the glass table beside our couch, there lied a shiny stethoscope dimly lit by our cabaret-like faded lights of the sala.

i grabbed it. wore it while lying down, and put it on my 5th left intercostal space. right where the left ventricle shouts the loudest. the up the the 3th intercostal space. then beside the sternum. then back, then around, then back.

and there it was.

S1 and S2.
Lub and Dub. Lub and Dub.
Tricuspid and Mitral.
Atria and Ventricle.
Systole and Diastole.

It's amazing how a pack of cardiac muscles just as big as one's fist could be so responsible for the the body's supply of oxygenated blood.

Amazing how it never started beating weeks before we saw light on this earth.

Amazing how it keeps on beating until now. from the vena cava to the pulmonary artery, vein, then aorta.

Amazing how each beat is so efficient. so coordinated. so wonderfully designed.


the sounds were so peaceful. and serene.
i felt like in the womb again.
hearing nothing but a heatbeat.
i didnt notice that i was closing my eyes.
and sinking into a silent pool of cardiac sounds.
of ventricular music.
of atrial melody.
of the rhythm of the pacemaker cells
and slight echo of the pericardium.

lub.
dub.
lub.
dub.


...and then, i was asleep.

falling from a high place

July 22 is a great day for me.

8.am              I didnt fail the micro exam (refer to last blogpost),
10.00 am       Had lunch at Mang Toots,
12.30 am       had a little fun with my new subsecmates (C5)(Papa Bear Pangan?! haha)
2.00 pm         konting pictorial sa daga then sa subsec
6.00 pm         the ireg parteh,
8.00 pm         lacson unleashed his Thomasian Spirit, Kiko's Heart talk,
9.00 pm         drove to PhilCoa for Janna's mini birthday party
12.00am        with my Highschool friends

and then... by 2.00am, when i was about to go home...

the car wont start.

i tried again.

the alarm sounded.

i panicked. "oh shit. baka magising ang mga kapitbahay ni Kokok at pagkalaman akong magnanakaw ng sarili kong koche!"

nagpanick talaga ako. tarantang itik. at nagfflash forward nako sa mga echo ng boses nila daddy at mommy na nagagalit. "tinakas mo nanaman ang koche?! hindi ka na nag-aaral! puro ka nalang pasarap... ablablablabla"

the alarm stopped. at sinusian ko uli.. and

shit. nag-alarm ulit. i realized i was just using the duplicate set of keys, so hinatid ako ni JC Alberto sa bahay para kunin yung isa pang set ng susi. yung original na.

good thing my brother, Shan, was still awake, so she got the key's from my mom's bag and went back with me at Kokok's, hoping that the original key would tame the alarm down.

but it didnt.

it fucking didnt. panic na talaga. so i had no choice but to call my mom. (last resort na talaga si Daddy kasi baka may inooperahan, or natutulog.) And my mum went so mad. as expected.

naghanap kami ng mekanino nearby, and thank God and the god of Mitsubishi may bukas pang talyer dun. kinalas nila ang beterya, kinabit ulit. tanggal na ang alarm. then they said, "Boss, kakadjutin natin to" (translation for the konyo people: "Hey handsome, we will make tulak-tulak your car ha?")

first try. second try. umandar. and it died again. im such a loser. or the car is the loser.

si manong nalang ang kumadjot ng koche, and the car suddenly went back to life, at least for the next 30 minutes.

Shan and I did the scariest UST to Frisco trip of our lives. I kept on kicking and kicking the gas, and kung stop sa stoplight, i still kept on kicking gas while on neutral. we were so damn scared. not because it was late at night. not because a truck might crush the car. but because the car may die again, and it will only be Shan who will be pushing the car. hindi ko kapatid si Superman.

After a 30 minute drive at second gear... we arrived the gates of 35 Osmena St, SFDM QC, in one piece. inscathed. and still scared.

and then. just when the car was parked on his happy place sa garage...

and the engine spontaneously died.

the car wont start again... walang magagamit na koche si Mama. i didnt know what to do. and ayun na nga. napagalitan. napagalitan. napagalitan. nadamay ang Physio. nadamay ang schedule ko. nadamay ang mga party na pinuntahan ko last year. nadamay ang kuyente. and gasolina. pati si manang nadamay, ibang kwento na yun. and Dad is mad too, gising na siya, tumawag from Olongapo. Buti nalang hindi na inabot ang telepono sakin kundi na-double dead ako ngayon.

and now.... just before i sleep, i though: i was so damn happy the whole day. and it ended the way it doesnt deserve to end...



when i fall, i want to fall from a high place.




and i just did. and i'm sleepy. i hope magstart naman yung koche para kay mommy bukas. konting himala, Lord. himala. magtira naman sana kahit konting swerte ko nung tuesday.

A sign?

Hindi ako nabigyan ni Ma'am Monet ng Handouts today.
Pero sabi ko, ok lang, kasi meron naman ako nung dati. So aral lang.

Nung micro na ang aaralin ko...

narealize kong nawawala ang Jawetz ko. Shit. Sana pakalat-kalat lang siya sa bahay.Sana.
tapos, naghanap nalang ako ng compressed lecture notes sa Drive D.

at narealize ko, andun pala siya kasama ng namatay kong hard disk. double shit.

so, nagdownload ako ng notes sa 4shared ng bmd yahoogroups.

tapos... nung ipprint ko na... walang black ink ang printer. triple shit.

pero gumawa pa rin ako ng paraan, ginawa kong red, green, blue, orange, at purple ang text ng handouts. sa awa ng diyos, nagprint naman.

pero... nung babasahin ko na... nawawala naman ang mga higlighters ko. lalo na yung yellow na faber castell. favorite kong higlighter yun. quadruple shit!

pero, sige lang. ok lang na walang highlighter. so, nung nagbabasa na ako dito sa kwarto ni mommy para aircon, (kanina lang yun, 1:00AM), sabi ni Mommy, "Karl, patayin mo na nga ang ilaw. magtipid na tayo ng kuryente!" quintuple shit!


Lord, ayaw niyo ba akong mag-aral?

matutulog na lang ako!

tangnang bakla ka

<edited na, sorry Prince! hehe>

langyang bakla ka.

i know you're reading this because you always read my blogs.

i hate gays like you.You dicksucking asshole.

Asshole.

---
ayan na vent-out ko na. ok nako :) haha

Funny Multiply Relationships

i checked my contacts a while ago at nakakatawa ang mga nakita ko:

Ma'am Gardette Valmonte is my Aunt
I have 3 brothers in multiply, only one of them is true.
Bobby Ang is my brother-in-law
While Abi Tabares is just my classmate.
Ampi Amaro and Grace Ramos are my daughters
Barns Crisostomo is my Employee (huh?)
Mary June Conti is my Ex-Wife. hahaha. di pa siya nakaget-over. :P
Donald Afan if my Father
my fraternity brothers are from SJ and Days with the Lord. Opposites diba?
Ayra, Popeng, Ina Mangalindan, Laleine, Bebe, Pae, Pia, and Alay are my sisters. only one of them is true. And one of them, kamukha ko lang nung HS. si Laleine.
I have 2 Sisters-in-law yung isa, GF ni Shen, yung isa Ex ni Shan.
Gregory Co and Geli Calupitan is my Step Son and Step Daughter
Ferdinand Lasay is my Uncle
Richard Doria is my Neighbor. (how did that happen?)
Janelle Sia is my Grandaughter
Lester Ibarra is my Manager
Ma'am Donna Dela Cruz is my Mother

like what they said, Multiply is NOT focusing on the widest networks, but the most INTIMATE. wahaha.

Dad's Patient

a txt message from one of my Dad's patients, received today:

"I have just crossed over to the other world. Please pray for my peaceful journey to our Creator. Thank You Very Much, until we meet again. This is ____ Signing Off."

a few minutes later, she coded, the nurse called my dad,
and told him that she just passed away.

SJ

kwento to sakin. nangyari matagal na.

there was a Scintilla Juris event sa may Shakey's. Syempre inuman at kainan and stuff. Then may tatlong guys na lumapit, nakita kasi sa table, "reserved for SJ."

"SJ kayo?"

Sila: "Oo SJ kami, bakit?"

"SJ din kami eh."

Edi nagpakilala, at di binanggit ang school, nagwowork na at professionals na... Di na nila kinonfim kasi mukha naman silang matino at wala pang text nung time na yun, so, thinking na theyre from ibang chapters, at medyo may tama na sila, they didnt bother na magtanong masyado.

tapos nung palalim na ang gabi, sabi ng isang SJ, "All for Scintilla Juris!" -- syempre lahat sumigaw ng "FIIIGHT!" ... nagbulungan yung 3 strangers...

minutes after nun, yung 3 baguhan na guys, magpapaalam nang umalis... sabi nila ibang SJ pala ang member sila, at yung ang...


(drumroll)...







Society of Jesus!

oh cmon! hahahah!


jvstvs avt pravvs, certamvs!

RIP: Hardisk

My hardisk died on me today. And it hurts. No matter how i tried to recover it, i can't open it to back it up for the last time. The computer doesnt want me to see it for the last time just to say goodbye... the memories it contain, and the Movies i eternally downloaded... I just can't make him come back to life.

His name is Barracuda 7200.7 Seagate, Made in China.
It's only 40  Gigs. But it contain 40 Gigs of hardcore porn. kidding. but maybe 2 Gigs of porn and the rest are -- omg -- seasons that i downloaded the whole summer:

Grey's Anatomy Season 3-4
Kid Nation Season 1
One Tree Hill Season 5
Survivor China
Survivor Micronesia
Lost Season 4
The Secret
Windows XP Professional Edition
House Season 3
Scrubs Season 1-3 (waaa ang sakiiiit!)
Bangbus Series
Matchbox 20 Concert
Backstreet Boys Homecoming Concert, Live in Orlando <wag niyo akong husgahan! haha>

nalimutan ko na yung iba... demn. demn. demn. buti nalang hindi ko sinama dun sa hardisk na yun yung mga pictures at mga mp3. kung hindi, gugulpihin ako ng mga kapatid ko. mas malakas pa naman manuntok mga kapatid kong lalaki kesa sakin.

Shit. My hardisk died on me today. But I realized i have a spare hardisk on my cabinet, and i have no idea why i didnt use it before. The spare one has 80 Gigs. It's better and it offers a lot more space. It's slimmer. It's cleaner. And i wondered why it just stayed on my cabinet for a whole year...

Nothing can replace the ones i put on my Late hardisk. But, like what my life teaches me over and over again, stop wallowing in sadness and self pity and just keep moving forward. Keep moving fucking forward. I'll replace the old TV series-es with much better memories, better season finales, better quality, and ill give them better care. no more porn. im fed up of porn. just more Medical ebooks thanks to Ahmed.

I have to give credit to that old 40G hardisk, as far as i can remember, it's already 5 years old. It did what it had to do, and it's just time for him to retire. Too bad i didnt geve time to back-up all the files it contain. Owel.

"Failed to recognize Drive D"
-Final words ng Hardisk ko.


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haha. funny how i can make a so serious eulogy for a hardisk. hahaha. ganyan nako kabored. :D hehehe

on units and hours and load and acads

my sched is boring. 19 hours of school a week? the lighest load i had in ust since summer of third year bio. well, summer is summer, 2 units. haha. pero, on a regular sem? only 17 hours a week? this is the lowest academic load i ever had, pretty boring for a med student. nakakatamad lalong mag-aral... they say you'll have more time to study? yes, maybe. pero mas lalo ka lang tatamarin kasi alam mong there's more time to study.

after school, most of my friends leave to study for their tomorrow's subjects. swerte nang makatambay pa ng onti sa Navarro, at masaya na akong uuwi kung mag The Pit muna kami nun.

after Para, Epid, and Ethics, i always find myself asking "what now?" and, i just wait for something to happen. Like someone's going to text na samahan ko to go somewhere... i feel like i should be doing something really really worthwhile, i need something to occupy this space. sure, i'd loove to stuff it with Medically related craps, but, gusto ko rin ng something outside med. hmm.>

i just realized... during bio, we have an average of 30+ Units per sem, in med, we have around 35-37 units per year. so, 70+ units/year nung pre-med VS 30+ units per year nung med? nakakatawa lang isipin, mas madaming units and premed, mas mahal tuition ng med (geez. those miscellaneous fees)

eto pa, pharma is 5 units (correct me if im wrong). cmon. sabi nga last year ni Dr Peter Ng, it is the "hardest Subject of all", pero ang Anatomy 10 units? ang Peesho, 8 Units? hahaha. A higher year friend even told me, triple your study powers when it comes to Pharma. Actually, there's even one friend who told me: Second year IS Pharma. tapos 5 units sya? kamusta naman yun.

i miss substantial blogging. i miss schizophrenic blogging. i don't know why, but my magical typing hands isnt working lately. maybe because im too bored, and too 'hectic' thinking about what to be busy about?

well, i dont know.

god has a plan, i guess. im just too lazy to pick it up. 0_o

maybe

  maybe i could have loved her better

       maybe she should have loved me more

             maybe our hearts were just next in line
            
                   maybe everything breaks sometimes

                      we never know what could have been

                         maybe someday she'll regret it
      
                             maybe someday she'll think it was the best decision she ever made

                               but maybe someday, she'll see me smiling and happy

                                  along with someone who has my heart

                                     cause someday, someone's going to thank her for letting me go.




cheers to moving on.

paranoia

what if she lied that she lied?
and that it really is true?


goodnight karl.

off day

this day is so off for me. not that something bad happened. it's just that nothing happened. and i feel like nothing's happening, or about to happen soon enough.

i feel like im boring myself too much. and when i realize that i do, i then overthink. i seem to be waiting for something to happen today. something magical, i guess. but all that's left for tonight is me, on my parent's room, half asleep, with a Physio SGD, and a Quiz pending for tomorrow. Two of them, but i can't even activate an Action potential just to evel lift those handouts...

there it is again, i just stared at my handouts. and she stared back. nagtitinginan lang kami at na parang naghihintay na may mangyari... if im a reg 2nd year student, this study habit wont work. but if ever i am, id probably wont make this blog because ill be to preoccupied studying Pharmacology for tomorrow's 100 item exam. I have a feeling my friends are gonna drink with us tomorrow after their Pharma. I can feel it.

i guess ill just sleep this one off. probably for 2 to 3 hours. just to reset my mind. though my body is far from dozing off, and still, im damn waiting for something that is nothing, ill still force myself to sleep. just to refresh. to reset. to recollect my hopes for the next day. hoping that tomorrow will be something worth waking up for.

i need a life.

God is a Jealous God...

this is probably, for me, one of the biggest lies ever.

for me, God is just love.

kung merong ngang taong all-understanding at di nagseselos dahil napakalawak ng pag-iisip nila, how much more si God? ang kitid naman siguro ng isip niya kung magseselos siya dahil mas pinili long mag-aral than magsimba? na mas pinili kong magPSP kesa magRosary? hmm... ang corny naman ni God. that is, kung Jealous talaga siya.

Some people believe in a certain God. I define God, and the guy beside my defines God probablydifferently than I do...

I guess we make our own definition of God as we go along. Jealous. Nice. Cruel. Bitter. Loving. and our different definitions, sometimes deviate rom what is supposed to be. but then, i ask, is the 'church's definition' really correct? what about other religion's? which one's correct? if we are correct, we go to heaven? what about the others? they go to hell?

hhmmm

*people get killed when they talk about religion. some even gets cricified, so, no comments please. i dont want to get in to that debate.

if ever youll leave a comment, just agree. :P dont disagree. or else, just write, NO COMMENT. hahaha

it's kicking in

two weeks of my second first year in med. and except for Micro, everything going quite well... i liked my Physio Subsec, i like the people of Section C 2012, im still in good communication with my "old med friends", and "college friends", i jokingly call them that right now, and wherever i go, i feel like a candidate for the student council or whatever because people, brods, sisses, professors, techincians, security guards, tindera sa harap ng OPD wards are waving/saying hi to me wherever i go. i got that "charisma" from my dad, i guess.

the second years are starting to have a hard time right now. it's funny how much we complained during the first shift of the first year, realizing that it is the easiest shift of all our shifting here in the Medical Magical Marvelous stay here in Medschool.

Anyways, back to my "Old Friends" (hahaha), theyre starting to go around the wards. I said to myself, "that's OK, karl, hindi ka maiinggit." Shadi told me that it's not that exciting naman daw,a lot of info to ask, so, uhuh. And section C is extracting blood from each other, "Oh God. Gusto kong gawin yun. Clin Path.", but we irregulars started to formulate a plan to take Clin Path next sem (hope it works! 2 units dun yun!) Sec B just had a Patho test, i heard Kalads got high grades, good for them. but, the thing the got me soo green with envy was their subject named: (drumroll...!)

SURGERY.

OMFG. May Surgery na sila at inggit na inggit na ingiiiiiiit ako. I saw Hazel's and Geli's Pics of them Scrubbing in, and wow. I want to feel my hands being washed by some special chemical just to be covered by some gloves, and i want to feel the Grey's Anatomy rush, i want to feel like im in my Holy Grail. My Sanctuary. My Happy Place.

So it's kicking in. Maybe i looked at Hazel's Album for 20 minutes, and Geli's Album too for that long. Though i didnt become that emotional.(oh yes, there's a big chance that i should have, it's that a BIG DEAL for me), i just staaared at them. and nainggit for 20 minutes.

I just said to myself, "dadating din naman ako diyan diba?" like what i always say, "In God's time.

In God's Perfect time."

Fall From Grace

Lifted from Che's Blog, it's from Inquirer:

Fall From Grace
Venus Oliva M. Cloma

The “revalida” is the final examination required of candidates for the degree of Doctor of Medicine at the University of Santo Tomas (UST). It is composed of two exercises. The first covers basic medical sciences and, if one passes it, the student qualifies for the second exercise. This one requires the student to examine a patient chosen by lot, diagnose him and present investigative and therapeutic plans, and discuss in full a medical or surgical emergency, again chosen by lot.

I did not pass the “revalida.” I had the bad luck of getting a complicated case that I was not prepared to handle. Besides I was picked first to make a presentation and I had very little time to organize my thoughts. The result was dismal.

When the members of my tribunal told me their decision, I thought they were joking at first. When I realized how serious they were, I told them I had never failed a subject or taken remedial courses, that I was class president, hardworking, bright, honest and selfless. That I had organized the graduation ceremony, the class party and the retreat. That it was my birthday the next day.

They told me many good doctors they personally knew had also failed their first “revalida,” and the experience made them work harder. Now they are brilliant doctors. They felt that I would turn out the same way.

While they were talking, my heart was breaking. But maybe, so was theirs. They said that in “good conscience,” they knew it was what was best for me. I could not help thinking that if it were another tribunal, if my case had been simpler, I would have been graduating. But it is useless to think about that now.

I felt that in an instant, my life had changed. Was it all in vain? All the hard work and sacrifice I had made since I had this dream of becoming a doctor at the age of three, were they all in vain? My life, was it in vain?

With a heavy heart, I told everyone I met on my way out that I had failed. I was very sure the news spread like wildfire. I was part of the UST Medicine Revalida history.

I called my parents and broke their hearts.

In the dean’s office, my professors, whom I worked with, reassured me that this was just a temporary setback and that people would not judge me on the basis of just one exam.

I went back to our apartment and broke down. I wept and hugged my sister, and I mourned for what might have been.

After composing myself, I sent a text message to my friends, med and non-med alike that said: “I’m deeply sorry to say that I did not pass the “revalida.” I’m extending clerkship for three months and do a retake. I’m OK. I know in my heart I’ll still be a good doctor. Please don’t hesitate to talk to me.”

Almost immediately, people called and visited me. Those who came were in tears. I tried my best to be strong and comfort them, but ended up in tears myself. In that place of pain and sorrow, I recalled the prayer I grew up with, the prayer of St. Francis: “… Where there is hatred, let me sow love. Where there is injury, pardon. Where there is doubt, faith. Where there is despair, hope. Where there is darkness, light. Where there is sadness, joy…”

I was comforted by the things my friends told me. They told me they knew me as a dedicated student leader, a friend to all, and this failure wouldn’t change the way they looked at me. They said they would continue to believe that I would not let this obstacle stop me from fulfilling the dream I have devoted my life to achieving. Even my professors expressed their concern and sympathy.

It was painful to think that instead of inspiring others, I was causing distress.

If there is one thing beautiful that resulted from my disgrace, it is that I have come to realize that my family is bigger than what I thought it to be, that people are loyal and do not forget. For the past four years, I have established strong friendships and gained the respect of my classmates. They know me for my impeccable work ethic and strength of character. This fall from grace will not break what I have built for the past 24 years. Realizing what I have built, in the face of this trial, is enough reason to celebrate my birthday.

After pacing restlessly around the apartment, my sister and I went to the mall and hit the book stores. The answers to my questions seemed nowhere to be found, but I felt that reading would help. I bought an inspirational book, an art and culture book, and some magazines. I even saw “How to Change Careers” books, and I did not know whether to laugh or cry.

When we went home, I poured out my pain and anguish to my parents. Mom said she believed God has a beautiful plan for me. Dad held me as if I were a little girl again. I knew that if anyone was hurting more than me it was my parents. And because of their pain, an immeasurable sorrow swept over me. But because of their love, I knew I was not lost.

That evening, my mom’s colleagues, doctors themselves, called me. They quoted inspiring Bible verses. They recalled great physicians who stumbled academically and more than just recovered: they actually became highly respected physicians.

Amidst the adversity, but whole and headstrong and with my heart and mind in the right place, I will enter my 24th year of life with newfound wisdom. It is a new life. Just when I thought I was almost there, I have begun a new journey, a journey that will not just make me a doctor, but a complete healer.

I do not know yet what the reasons are, but I’m in a phase of acceptance. I know that He will “rescue me from the fowler’s snare,” and I know that life can only get better from here. I also know that although this may look like a really big problem, there are greater trials ahead.

I know that the next time I walk down the halls of the hospital, there will be sympathetic looks and whispers, in front and behind my back. I will not mind them. If some people show me sympathy I will appreciate it. I may have lost a battle but I will win this war.

I am not angry at anyone, not even with myself. I am humbled by this experience, but I am not, and never will be, insecure. I still believe in what I’m capable of becoming and I will use this experience to master the art and science of medicine, to grow as a person, and to reach out to others in the future who, like me, may fall.

I will be back. And I will be the best.

Venus Oliva M. Cloma, 24, is a medical clerk (4th year medical student) at the University of Santo Tomas Faculty of Medicine and Surgery.

How to spot a Bio student

napansin ko lang to nung Med na ako. yung iba dito nakakaasar siguro, yung iba nakakatawa, yung iba baka sabihin niyong hindi totoo, sorry naman. haha

just for laughs. walang maoofend. haha. sometimes it applies to Medtechs and Psych and other courses din. pero malamang guilty ka ng 95% sa mga dito kung Bio student ka.

How to spot a UST-Bio student (especially in med)

1.       1. Hindi mo kilala ang ibang mga kapwa mo Bio student nung first day ng Med. Nagugulat ka na lang siya na, “Ay, Bio ka pala?”

2.       2. Alam mo ang Genus at species ng isang bagay like Trichuris trichura, o Wucheraria bancofti o Schistosoma japonicum pero wala kang pakialam kung ilang spores at eggs at mga chorva nila.

3.       3. Kasama mo pa rin mag lunch ang mga Bio friends mo. Minsan pa, nag-aarange ka with ibang Bio friends sa ibang sections to lunch out together. Pero bihira kayong nakumpleto.

4.      4. Hindi mo ipagpapalit ang Bio friends mo sa subsec mo.  Pero love mo subsec mo. Lalo na kung nanlilibre sila.

5.5. 5. Hindi ka nagtatrabaho sa Lab. Hinahayaan mo ang mga MedTech mong kaklase na gumawa nun. Bumabawi ka nalang sa SGD.

6.       6. Maraming magagaling na prof sa Med pero di mo pa rin sila ipagpapalit kay John Donnie Ramos.

7.       7. Tinatamad ka nang bumalik sa Main Building pero namimiss mo kumain ng Siomai dun.

8.       8. Kumakapit ka sa mga PT kung dissection, isa ka sa mga nakikikumpulan sa mga taong nagtuturo pa anatomy.

9.       9. Alam mo kung nasaan ang Pectoralis, Gluteus, Azygos, at marami pang ibang anatomical parts… ng pusa.

10.  10. Nagtaka ka once in your med life kung bakit Bio ang pre-med mo.

11.   11. Nag-bida-bidahan ka nung kymograph ang ginamit sa experiment ng Physio.

12.   12. Ayaw mong mag board exams. At masaya kang walang board exams ang kurso mo.

13.   13. Ayaw mo ring mag OJT. Ayaw mo rin maging Intern. kaya ka siguro nag Bio.

14.   14. Gusto mo lang, mag field trip. At mamulot ng specimens na itatapon lang paguwi. Pero never nagkafield trip sa med. hanggang Sapang Palay lang pag Clerkship.

15. Para sa iyo, ang Parasitology ay pinahirap na version ng Invertebrate Zoology.

16. Mahilig ka sa extra-curriculars. kahit ambaba ng grades mo.

17. Mababa ka pa rin sa Embryo nung Anatomy kahit na nag Embryo ka nung Bio. Sabagay, embryo ng sisiw at baboy yun eh.

18. Walang subject na ikaw ang bida. Pero wala ring subject na ikaw ang bottom feeder.

19. May kaklase ka nung undergrad mo na sumali Days with the Lord. At niyaya ka niyang mag Days pagkatapos.

20. Nagtulungan kayong magkakaklase nung bio kayo na sumagot ng Jologs Quiz ng CSJ.

21. Natakot kang mag Med. pero wala kang choice kundi mag Med.

22. Meron kang isang friend sa Higher Years na madalas mong pinagtatanungan.

22. Nagtaka ka kung bakit ang 1 sem kay sir Dilan or Ma'am Manansala ay halos 8 hours lang sa biochem.

23. Namimiss mo yung aquarium-like Dean's Office (some parts deleted) :P

24. Chicken lang sayo ang Histo ng Med kung nag Histo ka kay Ma'am Calwit.

25. Naarealize mo na ang mga Diyos na estudyante sa Bio ay maaaring maging mortal nalang sa Med. at tayong mga mortal dati ay... mortal pa rin. as usual.

26. May kaibigan kang medtech na kaibigan pala ng isa pang medtech na kaibigan pala ng isa pang medtech at narealize mong halos lahat pala ng medtech sa klase ay magkakaibigan.
27. Dahil diyan, nagtaka ka, bakit di mo naging kaibigan lahat ng Bio nung Bio ka?

28. In fairness, mas organized ang BioSem 601 kesa Clinical epidemiology I.

29. Mahilig kang maghanap ng butas sa Physio Protocol ng iba.

30. Matibay ang loob mo sa panglalait ng prof dahil alam mong mas malupit manlait si Sir Pavia.

31. Naiirita ka pag Hematology or anything Blood Related na ang usapan.

32. Naisip mo na kung sana yung study habits mo ngayong Med ay inapply mo nung Bio, edi sana naging Laude ka.

33. Pag merong nagsasabi ng "Specie", sinasabi ng subconscious mo na "SpecieSSSSS"

34. Hindi ka bumibili ng Banana Shake sa Med Cafe kasi amoy itong culture bottle mo dati ng Drosophila melanogaster.


owel. haha. i heart bio. peace!