the week that was

whew! another hell week has passed. i will try to account everything that has happened...so bear with me...hehehe

mon: ob was fine, had quiz, aced it...pedia was not, had quiz, flunked it
tues: patho, had quiz, aced it...surgery, i cut classes. went home. tried getting some sleep, but suddenly while lying on my parent's bed, a sudden burst of depression sinked in. i got depressed with the idea that i couldn't get wat i wanted. that there is a sense of fear of 'what if's'. actually the whole idea of being played frightens me. bummer
wed: had exam on micro, got pissed off with a few people, pissed off with the exam questions, and pissed that i am pissed. shit! after that, went on to pharma class, had 2 quiz, flunked it. had fcm in the afternoon, had quiz...aced it.
thurs: i can still remember thursday! haaayy! i was just so happy that day. everything just seem to be going in my way. i was so happy that once again i was smiling out of nowhere. like a wierdo! good thing the room was all dark and we were watching OUTBREAK for our film showing. sigh! good things! how i wish every day is like thursday!

i was so happy that day, that i agreed to meet my friend's bf. and just as with any other bf that my friends have acquired...there is the inevitable enriq's questionaire...hehehe, the reason for that is that i wanted to know their lovers. i value my friends. i wanted to make sure that they would be taken care off. that any other intentions (eg. getting laid, pregnancy, marriage) is but of no means taken care off by me! i dont want my friends getting married and much more getting pregnant! as much as i wanted to be their daughter's or son's godfather, now is not the right time. i may be selfish! i am selfish! I DON'T WANT TO SEE PEOPLE GOING AWAY, I DONT WANT TO BE LEFT OUT! immature i know...but its just for now...im still afraid of not knowing where to go and what to do...it gets lonely most of the times

im glad my friends trust me with their life...i feel honored...naks

fri: had my medicine class. i was forced to provide an extemporaneous speech regarding the med fund, of which i really dont want to comment. BEING A COUNCIL DOESNT GUARANTEE THAT I CARE! but what the hell, i said silly stuffs and made them believe i mean it with conviction. hehehehe. then the lecture went after. and for no apparent reason, i was kept being called by my prof. she's fond of me. and im proud i know things she askd of me. 'very good doc papa' as she wud in a couple of times commented. 'doc papa' i liked it! hehehe. doc na...papa pa! naks! kapal ko! joke lang!

in the afternoon, we had a practical on finger prick. which for the second time around was our opportunity to hurt someone else and get a grade for it. one of those moments that no matter how deep the prick is, how painful it is, and how much bleeding it does, you could get away with a smile. 10 points for you doc papa! hehehe.



its a nice feeling to smile again...

to know someone is making it happen....

whew!