Entries for April, 2005

I prefer not to die because of someone's recklessness.

Title not to be elaborated on.


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A few nights ago at Starbucks, my friends and I were waiting for our drinks when two resident doctors came in. They were still in their white blazers. I told my friends that I didn't think they should be wearing the blazers still. First of all, the nearest hospital was too far away for them to be on a coffee break. Second, it drew attention to them. No, let me say that again. They drew attention to themselves and the fact that they were doctors.

Now you go, what's wrong with that?

One of my friends said the same thing. She said well they ARE doctors and they did go through a lot of hard work so they're entitled it.

My point: They act like it's a big deal. What were they wearing the blazers for anyway? They were just going to have coffee. My friend implied that it was their privilege (to draw attention to themselves?). I say what for? If you think about it, it's just a job. Everyone has a job. And everyone goes through hard work to get a job. Doctors are supposed to be servants. They shouldn't be acting like they're a step above everyone else.

But hey I cut them some slack. I did figure that the white skirts and blouses they were wearing would look funny without the blazers. Still...

Pah.


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Have you ever had dreams that seem to confuse your reality? Last night I dreamt I had a long and engaging conversation with a guy I only knew by face. When I woke up I felt like I knew him so well already. The next time I see him I might slip and say hi. Haha. Maybe I could tell him, "Didn't you tell me that you were an ornithologist?" Haha. Roight.

Listening to 112's Cupid. Ahh, memories. 3 tweaked.

unbeknownst | 01:06 AM

Tack them pushpins

I can feel a sad mood in the works.

I'll set that aside for a moment.


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Yesterday I had the very fortunate chance to buy four, FOUR, Ludlum books for the price of one. I found them in a little store in Goldcrest (that shopping center between Park Square and Glorietta). They were secondhand, in typical secondhand shape. But words are words. A Ludlum is still a Ludlum. Bliss. I think I might actually be collecting all his books.

I got to watch Hide and Seek yesterday. If I say anything about it, I'll ruin it for anyone who plans on watching it. I'll just say that it was interesting.


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Got three shots for Hepa B, Chickenpox and Tetanus last Thursday. My arms have felt like lead ever since.


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When I blog, I feel like I sound so depressed and , well, serious.

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unbeknownst | 12:06 PM

Let's widen our ken.

I watched CSI Las Vegas this evening. The guy who plays Eckley is a very effective actor -- I hate his character.

CSI New York is (definitely) better than the Miami series.

Hohoho I'm a CSI fanatic.


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Has anyone seen that commercial for the new CRV? I don't like the music they used for the ad. They're portraying the CRV as a cool, classy car (van?) but the music suggests otherwise. It sounds wishy-washy. I wonder who picked out the song.

Based on the ad alone, I'd readily buy the new VW.


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I'm taking a leave from work tomorrow to:

1) pay for and claim my stethoscope and sphygmomanometer for a bargain -- just P4,800 for both.

2) go see a doctor for my constant tummyaches. The day before yesterday I couldn't sleep because of the pain. Ang hapdi. I think this is more than just the dyspepsia the doctor diagnosed me as having. Wah. I wonder what's happening to me.


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My last day at work is on the 30th of April. Yeyeyey! I'll be a bum for a whole month in preparation for school in June. I'll miss the people I work with, though. They're all nice. And I finally learned how to deal with that one person I couldn't get along with. I stopped expecting her to do certain things, and accepted how her mind works. (She misses a few steps in her logic, or falls short of them sometimes.) We get along so well now. She's one lesson I can take with me.


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Nice word.

ken /KEN/ noun

1 a : the range of vision b : sight, view

*2 : the range of perception, understanding, or knowledge


Example sentence:
The author advised the aspiring writers in the crowd to develop an authoritative voice by sticking to subjects within their *ken.

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unbeknownst | 11:33 PM

All about --

This morning when I woke up I was seriously thinking of watching The Wedding Date by myself. Haha. That was how badly I wanted to watch it. Then my good friend texts me and asks if I've watched it. Long story short, after finishing work at 7pm and leaving our building at 7:15, I was able to watch the 7:50 showing at Galleria. Imagine how fast I walked from the Ortigas MRT station.

Dermot is such a MAN.

Swooning aside, the movie wasn't all that great. The storyline lacked something. I liked it, anyway. Nakakakilig eh, bakit ba. And although I don't want to admit it, I'm a lot like Debra Messing's character. I was struck by how Dermot's character took notice of it -- "Is that a move you learned in ballet or from walking on eggshells all your life?"

I've got a lot of hang-ups. I've been trying to get over them. I've been praying for a change. I know it'll be a gradual process, but hey at least I've conquered the first step -- admitting my problem.


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Who wouldn't fall for this guy? Ahayyyy!

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unbeknownst | 01:31 AM

Gooseflesh and Whirligigs

It's weird. This is new... coming from you. I don't know what to think of it so I'll not think about it. It's funny, though. I guess you were making some sort of effort before, and I basically just ignored you then.

I question this. Were you put up to it? Your face triggers a lot of memories.

But, like I said, I won't think about it. It'll be so much easier to feign ignorance.


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The gig last Thursday was great. Really great. I was on such a high while we were playing and was so exhilirated after. I met new people. Fae made an appearance. (Thank you thank youuu!) Things were just GOOOOD. Ah, I was able to bring home a copy of our two songs that night. I love the mix for Back in My Home. (This guy's a genius!)

Which reminds me -- I've got a make-your-hair-at-the-back-of-your-neck-stand-on-end story.

When I got home after the gig, I excitedly put the CD in the player. I sat in the big rocking chair (the type with long armrests which are actually for putting your feet up on), closed my eyes and listened. This was at around 3:30am. No one was up. The light came from spillovers from the garage and the patio. Midway through the second song, the player stopped and the song started over again -- like someone pressed the rewind button. My eyes flew open. I looked at the player, which was right beside me, took a deep breath and closed my eyes again. I remember thinking, "Oh well, I'll just listen to it again." Immediately after that thought, the volume slowly went down, to a point where I barely heard it anymore. That did it for me. I stood up, said, "Fine. Okay. I'll go to sleep!", got the CD and went up to my room.

Nice, no?

That wasn't the first time when someone warned me of the time. Last year when I was still an intern, I'd leave the house and just BARELY make it before 8:15am at PCMC. (After 8:15, you were considered absent. Tardiness wasn't accepted there.) I live only 30 minutes from that hospital, 10 minutes by car. That day, I was fixing some unnecessary stuff, and was taking my time while doing so. Then I heard one loud, very distinct knock coming from my acoustic guitar. I looked at it, and paid no attention to it. (The guitar was placed beside my bed, near the window. My room's on the second floor of the house, facing the street.) After a few seconds, there came TWO louder, more distinct knocks from my guitar. I stood up, was creeped out and said, "Okay! I'll go!" I wasn't late that day.


But I seriously don't think that our house is haunted. It isn't. IT ISN'T!


Haha.

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unbeknownst | 01:01 PM

A little less hot air this way, please.

Talk about first impressions.

A guy was introduced to me last week. He's a batch higher than me but we'll be studying in the same school. My friend thought it would be nice for us to meet because he might be able to give me some tips. The first eyebrow raising thing that happened was he was introduced to me this way: "This is ____. He's (the one who holds supreme power in the kingdom of Med school -- translate to Filipino)." Roight. The second eyebrow raising thing was insulting. My friend mentioned I'd be going to school in June. He goes, "Are you sure?" (Well, almost everyone I meet asks me that so I let that pass.) Then he blabs a bit about how he literally cried from the workload of first year Med. AND THEN he says, "Are you smart?" (Hmm, this wasn't the way he said it. He actually said, "Smart ka ba? Smart ka naman siguro.")

Huwaw. Ang angas mo pare sana hindi ka na lang nagsalita.

I was taken aback by his question. We only met less than a minute before that time. I only got to say, "Uhh, yeah." (in a mildly sarcastic tone) I honestly think that he was in NO POSITION WHATSOEVER to even say that. He sounded so elitist and so condescending. What an ass.

Then I guess after two seconds of blabbing he realizes how stupid he sounded so he asked me what my pre-med was. I said Medtech and he says that I wouldn't have any trouble because that was my course.

Nakakainis.


Ssshhh. Sshhh. Breathe in, breathe out.


Which reminds me.


Since last week, when I get irritated by something petty I say, "Futile. Futile. Futile..." in my head. It actually helps!


Mr. Supreme Power is too high up there. Someone should teach him a lesson. Preferably one that involves humiliation.


Bad Jill. Bad.

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unbeknownst | 10:58 PM