it has been a goddamn million years since! and i am now only a month and eleven days from the new 2007, but i feel way old...and too morphed. i can practically hear people's brains working it out - what the hell is she doing?

and the perfect reason, of course, is my inevitable departure. for good.
carpe diem, baby.

congratulations, it was my first day of morning school today! a few people actually cheered when i came in around 7:30 for the RC quiz; and by the way, in which i scored significantly, considering the amount of last night's speedreading. well, of course, thanks a lot to the backrow seat beside vanessa ( Read more... )

on my 3rd day of the long weekend. woohoo! but of course, nothing academic's going on, as usual. and i'm dreading monday morning as i am seriously topping sirJV's blacklist of absentees ( Read more... )

it's the end of november ( Read more... )

currently dealing with:

- not waking up earlier than 8am, consequentially skipping morning classes for the past few weeks.
- drastic regression of drive in schoolwork, thesis, everything academic. EXCEPT for, oh joy, clinicals.
- ultrahardcore cynicism manifested by fits of irritability, distemper, vexations against the innocents - but never, ( Read more... )

rollcall.

mon - OR in the morning with my last case: uranoplasty for a 3-year-old girl with a cleft palate, and like in my previous case i scrubbed the majority, and fell in love with the surgeon. haha. right after OR we took a cab to tondo - this time for DR, and i was the first in the first deck, meaning i had to do the actual delivery for the ( Read more... )

i've been treating this week as a break-away from the normal academic routine (as a vacation), when in fact it's prelims week. idk, it's multi-factorial, as i'm oddly fond of stating. say ( Read more... )

days have been crazy lately ( Read more... )

i saw someone's heart today. a real, live, beating human heart, off a 23-year-old boy who had pleural effusion in his left lung. and during his thoracotomy operation which i scrubbed, with his side and ribcage cut and held apart - i saw his heart. and couldn't stop looking at it. everything was red and amazing. i fell in love with the heart. and ( Read more... )

i think i'm beginning to consider this cuttingedge way of dealing with senior year and procrastination - totally bum-out on weekends and kill myself with quasi-work and no sleep on weekdays. it just might be working well. say, the last couple of weeks had me running about the same things such as backtoback duty hours (still stuck in OR and then we ( Read more... )