Are you smarter than a fifth grader?

Grabbed this one from Aaron:

i was wrong for about 8 times. haha

don't worry about the attachment.  It has no virus or spoof or any crazy idea that comes up in your mind O_O

You need to come up with the correct number to open the attachment. (SEE BELOW)


Good luck with this and have fun! This is a 5th grade math problem. If you can't stand word math problems, just delete now.

If you can open the spreadsheet, you'll see it's a very small list of people who have gotten the correct number. This is not a trick question. This is a real math problem so don't say that a bus has no legs.

- There are 7 girls in a bus.
- Each girl has 7 backpacks.
- In each backpack, there are 7 big cats.
- For every big cat there are 7 little cats.

Question:

How many legs are there in the bus?

The number of legs is the password to unlock the Excel sheet.

If you open it, add your name and send it on to see who else can unlock it. (See attached file: 1-100000 legs..xls)

Hint: No bus driver.

Attachment: 1-100000 legs..xls

Hello, Old Friend

"Did you miss me?" she said

"I dunno. Well, did you?" he said

"I guess so. Its been almost 2 months. And you didnt even bother to visit me"

"Why the hell would I visit you?"

"i thought we had something." she replied, "though we went off on a bad note,"

"Well, I was starting to have feelings for you. I stayed up so many nights for you. And sacrificed quite a lot of gimmicks. a lot of times when i shouldve slept, or went out with another. but still, i chose you. and then, what did i get in return?"

"So you're blaming me now?" she asked

He was silent.

"I know, and I understand,. i know i am someone hard to conquer. A lot of people did the same sacrifice as you did for me. Some of them did even more. I may be harsh on guys like you, but im doing it for a reason. I'm sorry on what happened last april 10..."

He was avoiding her eyes and just sat beside her. "I'm sorry too. I had a lot going on that time"

"i know"

"but, yeah, it's my fault. I didnt do what i was supposed to do. I have a lot of shortcomings to you, you know. i was just too overwhelmed with your presence. you're too, great, and hard to handle. too unstable. one second where i dont look at you for a while, and then, you're too far away that i cant follow you."

"but a lot of others did."

"i am not them"

then they were silent

she was looking at her left chest pocket. the pocket where a nameplate used to hang proud and shining. and he noticed that she was looking and he shyly said, "i know. im not worthy"

"it's just a name plate" she said

"ill get another one. a gold one this time." he sighed. "so im back. what now?"

"im glad you're back"

"me too. im glad im back. well ok -- i missed you, you know that? the feeling sucks when im so anxious to meet you tomorrow for a big test, or a practicals, or a marathon lecture, or a marathon exam. i know the feeling sucks, but i missed that. i missed the drive to wake up the whole night. i missed the rush. i missed the feeling of passing, and drinking right after. i missed that. i missed you."

"i missed you too. i prepared a harder hell for you this year, but it seems like things have changed. maybe next year. and you better prepare for that. in the mean time, fix yourself first."

"be kind to my friends. i'll be needing their samplexes. and notes."

"you know me. im never kind."

"i know. haha. but youre worth it, i hope"

she just smiled. then said, "just do better this time, ok?"

"duh. of course. of course. i learned the hard way. the long way. and i dont want that freakin lesson again"

and then he went home. having that weird feeling of maybe accepting his fate, and hoping that he'll do better this time around. Last year was quite a ride for him. This time, it's a whole new set of people, new last number on the year to graduate, a new level of studying, but still that same dream, same drive, and same old love he felt when he first saw her face. he was determined to conquer her. and the bragging rights that comes right after.

it was karl and med talking

(another schizo entry)

where were you when we were getting high?

life was so f*cking easy during highschool.

i mean, oh god. i even looove exam weeks because i have more time to play PS, and sometimes i'm not required to take the tests because i'm too cool for it. (pagbigyan, pagbigyan ang kayabangan!) (im not cool enough to be exempted sa Med, Remediable pa nga eh)... i know a lot of people can relate to this. because life was so easy.

all i ever worried about highschool were:

1. Hunter X Hunter and Slam Dunk (4.30 yun, pero 4 PM yugn uwian namin, so pag bell, uwi agaaaaad!)
2. lovelife (--same old, same old--)
3. my friend's love life (damn JC. "tol, break na kami" --after 10 mins -- "kami na ulit")
4. Basketball
5. Tagis-awit at Slam N Jam
6. others (Gervic Raids, Beggars sa labas,)

(this is not the beggar. this is gervic)

natatawa nalang ako sa mga High School students na umuuwi ng sobrang late dahil daw "gumawa sila ng project." natatawa nalang ako sa mga taong, "hindi natutulog" kasi daw, "tambak sila ng exams and projects" kasi daw "hindi na naaawa mga teachers nila sa kanila"

anak ng baka naman. anong mahirap sa SOHCAHTOA? sa Pagbasa ng Harry Potter at Gumawa ng reaction paper dito? ang gumawa ng isang mini-simbahan na gawa sa basura? ng isang scrapbook kung san mo kinompile yung mga exams mo?

i'm so glad i enjoyed my Higschool. Remember the old saying that your HighSchool friends are the ones whom you'll be with the rest of your life? Nah. haha. it's a choice actually. but i know my HS friendships will last till all of us get old.


when i was in 4th year, i was lying on the stage on the quadrangle, with my friends beside me, all of us singing, and one playing the guitar. and i was just looking at the blue sky, and the dangling banderitas of the Entrepreneurship Week. i wished it would last forever.

buti nalang it didnt. because if it did last forever, then i wouldnt where i am right now? duh. ill be just forever be contented on that lax pressure-free life. i loved that life. but, of course, there's always a room for me to grow up.

yeah, life was so easy during high school. some people would want to stay there for good. but, of course, at some point, we had to leave. not because we wanted to, but because we have to. and now, life is a lot more complicated than our previous High School dilemmas before, but in a way, that made us see the beauty of the world beyond those metal gates.

life was so easy during highschool. well at least for me, and for Reverence and Wisdom peeps and Madla, and Havoc, Simpleng Mamamayans (god, san ba natin nakuha yang mga pangalang yan?!) life was simple. life was easy,

sometimes, we'd really wish we're back on that happy place. where the skies were blue, and the sun not hot enough for global warming to prick you, and the thing that gets you awake all night is the basketball championships tomorrow. but then, we had our shot. and it was great. and id like to to remain as raw and as pure and as cool and as animalistic and as happy those memories are. theyre nice to think about, and laugh about. but, of course, life goes on. and it's been 5 years since then. may engineers na, may RN na, may mga may anak na, may nag abroad, may pumayat, may tumaba -- nakakatuwa lang isipin na at some point in our time we sat on one classroom together, laughed together, "studied" together, lived together.

while so many other teenagers during that time are involved in excessive drinking, drugs, violence, gang wars, and unsafe sex. we were far away, on the other side, on our world, not saying that we're perfect, not saying that we're "pure" but, we were just there... having fun.. clean fun.

where were you when we were getting high? let me rephase that.

where were we when they were getting high?

we were at Ludwig's house. at Diego's. at the HS gym. at room 204. at the quadrangle... happy. in our own version of hapiness.



is it just weird that is just suddenly missed my Higschool days?


(i didnt expect this blog will end on a serious note, really)

can't sleep - dahil diyan, napatanong ako

(i wrote this last night)

god i cant sleep. my mind thinks too much. yari nanaman ako kay daddy kung bababa siya at madadatnan akong gising. :s

bakit nga ba pag nag-aaral andali mong antukin? tapos ngayong walang ginagawa naman, hindi ako inaantok?

bakit ba pag pasukan, andami mong iniisip na gagawin mo pag bakasyon. pero pag bakasyon, bored na bored ka naman dahil wala kang magawa?

bakit ba gusto mong magkaGirlet pero kung nasaktan ka, sabihin mo, sana wala nalang?

bakit ba sobrang excited mag med ang mga first years, tapos pagdating nila ng third year, natatawa nalang sila sa pinasukan nila? o napapailing?

bakit ang mahirap, gustong yumaman? pero ang mayaman, gusto pa ring yumaman? (sabagay, may narinig ka bang mayaman na nagsabing, "gusto kong humirap")

bakit pag first week ng Med, nagkakahiyaan ang mga taong sumagot ng SGD. tapos nung patapos na ang taon, pag may SGD, paunahan nang sumagot para di na matawag sa mga susunod na mas mahirap na tanong.

kapag start ng taon, sasabihin mo, "mag-aaral nakong mabuti", pagkatapos ng tao naman, "sana nag-aral ako ng mabuti"

pag nagaaral, sabi mo, "bukas nalang to, magigising ako ng maaga"... kinabukasan naman sinabi mo, "sana inaral ko nalang to kagabi"

gusto ko nang matulog. it's 2.30 and i have to wake up by 5.30. demn. mambubully ako ng first years. joke. mamahalin ko sila. joke. wala akong pakelam. ang pakelam ko lang ay ang free lunch bukas.

free lunch kuno, e tuition natin yun. 90,000 per sem per student x 500 students per batch x 4 years - sabihin na nating  350 students nabawasan = 148.5 Million Pesos Per Sem

fixing the circadian rhythm

i woke up at 7am today to bring my sister to school for her first day in college. and i remembered: i just hate waking up. i just hate hate hate waking up early. i slept at around 3AM the night before (and that's considerably early) after i went to Pae's school, i planned to sleep muna till 10AM to wake up at 12 to attend the 1PM meeting, but i can't sleep. after i went to school, from the meeting i slept for 5 hours. and now i just woke up. the problem with that is im gonna have a hard time going back to sleep later and wake up by 5.30AM because im needed at the Med Audi by 7. cmon.

last (stupid) summer, i always sleep at 7AM and wake up at aroung 11AM to eat, then sleep again to wake up by 5PM.... that's the typical boring day that's 80% of my summer. my circadian rythm is really messed up. now, school is back to fix it - or break it again. deym.

oh yeah. school is definitely back.

and i love it.

the shape of things to come

This sem i am going to face the fact that almost all of my Bio and Med friends in UST Med will be having a totally different world next year. kamusta naman ang Pharma and others diba? and im sure my sched and theirs wouldnt match. halos di ko na masasabayan maglunch sila Jhun and Moogie and Dhanna and Harry... and if ever man makakasabay pa ako, iba na ang mapaguusapan nila: 2nd year topics syempre. im sure every reunion iba na ang mapaguusapan ng mga tao. Ibang Faci, ibang Samplex, ibang profs. theirs will always one notch higher than me. forgive me for ranting, friends. pero ganyan talaga ang mangyayari diba? and how much more next next year? youll all be wearing Vnecks while im stuck taking Pharma and the rest.

wala na tayong kaparehong subject nun.

then you'll be Clerks, then it'll be my turn wearing the V-neck. You'll be interns, then ill be the Clerk. babatukan ko kayo pag pinahirapan niyo ako. Then you'll be taking the boards, then residency. bla bla bla. and me and the other unfortunate people will be a year behind. it's sad. but i know my friends wouldnt look at me as someone low. theyre my friends. i wouldnt call them one if i know theyd to it.

i have told myself this summer, that when those moments come, i know it's gonna hurt. the fireworks of 2011, the MD by 2012... i mean, admit it. i couldve been there. i shouldve studied hard. and harder. and hardest. but no. i didnt. and i failed. dont i just love to rub that on my face? she's right. im a masochist. pain makes me feel alive.... next year, it's gonna hurt. and next next year. and next next next year. if only i could sneak in the 2011 Baccalaureatte Mass, I will. but no, it'd just hurt me at the end of the day. it's gonna be painful.

but then again. i have to suck it all up. i failed. fine. that's life. and im gonna have another advantage, i'll get to borrow your samplexes, your Silverman notes, your tips, and you're not gonna give me a hard time while i'm a clerk, right? (i hope) And, we are gonna have more connections. more doctors who will refer us more patients. coming from my friends now, and my soon to be friends later.

they say, for a man, the hardest things to accept for them, is failure. i so F**ckin agree. but im trying to set my perspective right now that in life, there are no Failures. there are no mistakes. theyre only lessons. it's just the label of the school for that lesson. that big 5.0 in the transcript. like what Jnel said, "this is a learning process." - and so, i hope i can get the best lesson i can extract from this shit.

summer is over. hello first year again. hello Karl the Physio repeater. holy jesus christ. it sounds horrible, man. but i have no choice but to say, "it's ok. everything's gonna be fine" because it will be. i know it will. God has a plan. he better have one, or else.

Julie Jane Dy once said, "In the end, we're all gonna be doctors" (and backed up by Joena.) She has no idea how much that simple reply meant to me. i needed that push. i needed that flicker of hope. that in the end, we all are gonna have the same MD on our coats.

karl the repeater. waaa :( . but soon it's gonna be karl the doctor. then karl the surgeon, then karl the orthopedic surgeon. then karl the dad. karl the millionaire. and someday, i'm gonna write about my life. yeah, karl the author. maybe i'll put this blog on that future work. and someday, i'll make these writings into a book. hoping that it would one day inspire a little karl, or little jane, or little jomar (eew), or little jhun (isnt he little enough?), or little greg-geli, or little moogie, or little raquel to be the next great doctor this world will see.

ill write about my 'failure', my Med Journey, my calling, and my quest to get the MD, and the other great titles after that. that'll be my story. that'll be my story. your story. ours.

+BIL

being drunk

i cant sleep. because i slept the whole day ou of boredom. now i'm still bored, but i can't sleep. so... i am just.. bored.

i had several attempts of writing a blog while im drunk. a lot of them were quite good. but almost every sentence has a bad word on it. di ko mapigilian sarili kong magmura pag lasing eh. the first part of the blog will be good, then soon, it will be bitter, then lalayo na sa original topic. then di ko nalang ipopost...

they say when a person is drunk, he becomes very very honest. well, i don't know if that one's true because i still can lie while drunk. they say when a person in drunk, he has no inhibitions, he doesnt filter his words, and just say what's in his mind. well, true for me, i guess.

a lot of people had regrets of doing something while theyre drunk. while driving. said something bad to someone. squealed a secret. got laid and made a baby. which made me think, why do people drink anyway?

well, one because they want to be happy. it's hell a lot easier to laugh when you're drunk, but it's easier to cry, too. to drink away their blues? for one, alcohol has never solved any of my problems. hindi naman magic na iinom ako ng 2 case ng Red Horse tapos, papasa na ako sa Physio diba? and honestly, beer doesnt taste good. it's bitter and smells like... uhmm,, beer? but i love it specially when it's cold.

so which is it? on what part of alcohol that makes it so loved by the world? or maybe the universe? do aliens drink too? (im talking shit again), is it the extra fermented water? the alcohol phenol aromatic chorva whatever's on that beer? what's in there?

hmm. i dont care. inom nalang. :) tagay.