HOMYGAAD

It's been more than a yeeear! I haven't opened this since forever :))
Now I'm back! With the most random thoughts about med school life, sorority life, lovelife :)) and a whole lot more :D
But I have to cut this one short since I must finish my physio readings (BOO PHYSIO)

This 2nd semester, I have to really really commit in following the list, which includes:

1. READ READ READ (ano pa nga ba,haha)
2. Try not to cram everything (from papers, to reports to case studies to powerpoints...)
3. Lastly, don't SLEEP while in a lecture especially if nasa super harap nakaupo (I just did this earlier)

F this list, it looks so simple and easy but noooooooo, it isn't. argh

I super hope this sem's gonna be much more awesome than the 1st. I still can't believe I'm in med school! It was just a childhood dream! (It was only just a dreeeeeeaaam!-Nelly)

Actually, another reason of my med dream was to have this maturity that I think I haven't grasp in college. It just felt like I'm gonna be much more responsible and trustworthy and a consistent person if I'm in this place. I just hope these assumptions are right haha.

Me in uniform :D

I hope I'll update this thing much more often. :* :*

now that's a great way to appreciate genetics :)

i HATE genetics.

It's one subject that I don't really want to study. I find it super hard because there are so many stuff to analyze and that's my weakest point. I hate analyzing things (maybe that's why I struggled passing my math subjects,haha)

Anyway, our class had a discussion about a genetic abnormality called Klinefelter syndrome. Basically, a person with this disorder has small testicles which fail to produce sperm. Also, they have feminine features like developing breasts and minimal facial hair growth.

I was so interested about it that when I got home, I immediately searched for pictures of what does these people look like. I came across this film about this guy who has Klinefelter syndrome and how does "he/she" deals with "his/her" sexuality.

The film entitled XXY, which is another name for Klinefelter syndrome, got the Critics' Week grand prize at Cannes in '07. It's Argentinian so I have no idea if I'm gonna have the chance to see this.

photo from here

This movie reminded me of Trans America, starred by Felicity Huffman wherein she played a pre-op transexual who had a teenage son. It's a great movie by the way :D

youuuu

oh frank i miss you already

last day of lovely

Today, I'll let time do its thing

Today, I'll be remembering all the words that were spoken

Today, I'll be waiting for someone that could define my happiness

Today is the last day of lovely

under the sheets, and it's killing me

When people can't seem to fall asleep even though they're already lying on their comfy beds, does that mean it's a sign telling them that they are still not finished on what they're suppose to do on that day?

What if you woke up at 2 in the morning, and realizing that you haven't talked to..let's say person X. Would it make a difference if you dialed person X's number? Would person X answer in the first place?

What if you forgot to check your mail, opened your facebook account, twitter, plurk, stalk someone (STAALK?!) or whatever it is that you're doing on your computer, would you still do it...at 2am? :/

What if you forgot to say thanks, or say sorry to person Y? Would you still push it..at 2am? :/

I think there are things that we seem to oversee or things that we were suppose to do that bugs us not to sleep. I always wake up at around 2-3am. I tried to go back to sleep but I can't. Is there something that I'm taking for granted? Is there something that I haven't been able to appreciate? Is there someone that I must talk to?

Would it complete your day?
Would you complete person X's or person Y's day?
Would you have this sense of fulfillment that would eventually put you on your 100 percent sleepy state?

What is this thing that's waking people up? Could it be our own self that's telling us to do the things that we should have done? Could it be our conscience? our ego perhaps? Why is something wakes us up in the middle of our deep sleep?
I have so many questions :/

Is this because I'm afraid to face something or someone that going into a deep slumber is my way to escape everything?

I have surreal issues, pft. What's with me today.