Bucky Covington - Superstition

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Filipinos are so fond of superstitions. In fact, i have learned a few new ones as i got into clerkship. They say that eating noodles and wearing red will make your entire duty as toxic as hell. Same is true when you had "dirty living" the night before, whatever that means. And the odd ways of counteracting toxicity is by eating ice cream or halo-halo. I even heard recently that eating egg pie also works. Weird, but when you're really tired in the middle of the night you've got no choice but to succumb to it. Well I personally do not believe in those things. Last  night I even ate a bowl of pancit...hmm, must be the reason why the ward was filled in a night's time.

I've been wearing the scent of Acqua Di Gio since highschool, I think. I so love its refreshing fragrance. Last week, my Dad offered to buy me a bottle  of perfume. Since I wanted to try something different, I hurriedly surfed the net for what's new. I remembered trying on a Lacoste perfume which smells really good but that was like a few years ago. So I went to check their website and found out about their new fragrance, that is Lacoste Essential. Being an upper-east-sider-wannabe (a fashion victim actually), I believed that they would always come up with something good. I was so excited to go home this afternoon and try on the new perfume that my Dad sent me only to disappoint myself. The scent was not even close to what i've been imagining. It reminds me of the morning smell of the hospital floor after being polished (or was the janitor wearing the same perfume?). A mixture of acetic acid, sodium hypochlorite, and copper in a fancy bottle. But what the hell, It's 50 bucks. I'm going to use it anyway, so pardon my reach!

Switchfoot - I Dare You To Move

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Internship started two weeks ago. Well it's totally not like what we see in Grey's. For our first rotation, we were exiled to another hospital since ours specializes in geriatrics. At first, I thought combing my hair would be a luxury but I was wrong. Not much was expected of us. Basically just doing discharge papers, inserting IV cannulas, chatting with my residents and junior interns. My stay there was uneventful until yesterday. While doing the usual stuff I do, the nurse called my attention. "Doc wala na yata siya", referring to the intubated patient who was diagnosed to have pneumonia. So I went to see the patient. I can barely hear the heart beat. Hurriedly, I called my attending and we started resuscitating. Then our senior noticed violaceous rashes on the arm of the patient which were not there minutes ago. OMG, don't tell me this is a case of... I'm hoping it's not. But of course I had to take that pill for prophylaxis. Apparently I'm still alive although i felt bad that we had to say goodbye to this little angeI (Oh, I forgot to mention that I stayed at home the next day to rest, but not in peace)

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 Done with being a student in the sense that I don’t have to pay for any more school fees. On the other hand, striving to learn doesn’t or should I say shouldn’t end there. Time flies so fast, and I believe I have said this in one of my entries, and I believe I will keep on saying this in awe of the fast paced life. I can still vividly remember how trembled I was of the thought of being a freshman again, when now it is how my white blazer (with M.D. embroidered) would look like that I am so concerned of. I have always dreamt of graduation day and the feeling of relief that comes with it, but I have never imagined how sad it is to be leaving my alma mater where I’ve spent eight long years, and the people in there - my friends with whom I have shared and who has shared the burdens of medical school. As I was listening to the speeches of those people by the podium, I realized that indeed we have gone through a lot, and we were pushed to the very limit. I tapped my forever seatmate Jam over her shoulder and told her “paano ba yan friend magkakahiwalay na tayo.” I noticed she became teary eyed so I pursued to tease her “o, iiyak ka na, masisira ang Rihanna wannabe look mo.” Little did she know that I was already crying from within (well I have separation anxiety). All of us have been wanting to become a doctor, and now we’ve earned our degree. I just don’t know what to do with it, kidding. The chairman of my tribunal in oral revalida happened to be the MC. We have never ran into each other since after the orals, which is good because I don't think I wanted to see her after messing up. I was really nervous to go up the stage not only because i don't know which knee should be used to kneel down but also because I am forced to approach her. After shaking her hand she said "pagbutihan mo sa internship ha" then before i left the stage she continued "kiss mo naman ako". That instance made me want to cry. Oh, I will surely miss my medschool days haay...

Rob Thomas - Little Wonders
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 I just had my last 29-hour duty as a medical clerk. A few months ago I was planning on writing a blog right after passing my orals. Well I already did pass although my passing wasn’t as victorious as I used to imagine it and so I felt like it wasn’t something worth sharing. Until last night, after watching “Meet the Robinsons”, everything that I’ve gone through just came rushing through my head. I have spent almost my entire youth trying to fulfill my dream of becoming a doctor (and my parents, their entire savings account). Indeed, that single exercise will not spell my future as my panel told me before starting the orals. I realized that it should not dishearten me in anyway. As the cliché goes, past is past. We cannot change it no matter much we dwell on it. Instead we should keep moving forward and try to improve ourselves. I already am an M.D. (well not officially until the 24^th) and I think that’s a humongous achievement for an average me. That’s everything that matters now.

Around here, however, we don’t look backwards for very long. We keep moving forward, opening up new doors and doing new things, because we’re curious… and curiosity keeps leading us down new paths.

Bonnie Raitt - I Can't Make You Love Me
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We can’t always get what we want. I’ve only been in a relationship once and unfortunately, it didn’t last that long. At least I got the feel of having one after 24 years of being single (pathetic!). I wish I could date every single night and find the perfect one for me. I’m the one beggar who is a chooser. Well, there’s actually a lot of us already. It’s very rare for me to go out with the people I meet in the chat. It’s either I’m too good for them or they’re too good for me. But this one is different. I know I’m so out of this person’s league but still I’m gonna push through with it. This person is my biggest crush and in the two years that this person has been in my messenger friendlist, it’s only now that we’ve exchanged numbers. How overwhelming to have your crush actually talk to you. I thought we have this connection, if you know what I mean. But after a week, this person has showed me enough indifference making it obvious that the connection that I was talking about wasn’t really there. sad.