Illusions are dreams that come to surface when we least expect
An illusionist, is someone who weaves those dreams for others


- Name: maan
- Location: Philippines
i'm a total coffee addict. a hypomanic who runs and flips wild in the wards. has to constantly check on my schedule not because i forget things, but because i just obsessive-compulsively do so. i love singing and dancing so much, i just love having fun. and don't mess around with animals when i'm around, unless you want to be scalpeled down to your bones (just kiddin').
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I was absent for three days. I had this really bad cough accompanied with headache, malaise, and low-grade fever. I was bedridden. I thought it would be an opportunity to study for our Medicine exam but my headache got only worse.
Oh well, I've been really busy for the past month and a lot of things happened. Actually, I've been postponing my blog postings because I wanted to put pictures but unfortunately, I couldn't upload most of it. Since I'm anticipating that I'll get more busy, I decided to give you a marathon of some events for the past month.
A Stunning Grade of 72
Fault-finding bitch talaga! Sorry if you're offended but hey, this is my blog. One of the Triad gave me a grade of 72 for our research paper in FCM (Family and Community Medicine). When I asked her why she gave us a grade as low as that (she failed all of us in our group), her reply was: "I actually based that on the enthusiasm of the student. Your group was very quiet, I didn't know what grade to give you." O di ba, bitch talaga? We worked during our sem break just to do that research. She never asked about the division of labor in our group or how we went about it. Enthusiasm? She based our grade based on something that she can't measure. How subjective can you get? Bitch talaga! Even if it's true that I wasn't enthusiastic about the research, it should never be the basis of my grade. The final paper, the fruit of all our labor, should only be the basis of our grade. It reflects what we're really worth. Can you imagine how the panelists during our defense gave us a grade of 92 if that paper is just garbage? That bitch should go back to her psychiatrist. She might need to change her medication or subject herself in a full-blast therapy again. I just found out that she really has a psychiatric history. I can't understand why she's still in the college messing with our lives and driving us all crazy just like her.
APMC Convention
The APMC Convention was held last January 20 at the Shangri-La Plaza. Doctors, administrators and professors from different med schools all over the country attended the said affair. There was a seminar for med students held in the morning then there was a quiz bee in the afternoon. Remember the PGH quiz bee that Dr. Munarriz had been pushing me to join? Well, it was actually the APMC quiz bee. The PGH Quiz Bee will be on March. Anyway, I met new friends: Chlenice, JR, and Louella. They were also contestants of the quiz bee. Ate Abi and Rich were also there as 3rd year contestants. I did not prepare for that contest. Wala lang. Toxic na ko sa acads ko noh. Besides, I was there to have fun and to drink their strong brewed coffee. Dr. Munarriz had been reminding us that this was actually a big quiz bee for med students, even the big schools from the provinces were also there. So I was expecting that it would be a difficult competition. I was even starting to regret that I didn't study (ayoko namang apihin ng ibang schools and PLM noh). But it was too late for regrets, so I just bet on my biggest asset: my winning smile! Hahaha! All my anticipations about the quiz bee disappeared instantly when it finally started and they were flashing the questions on the big screen. I couldn't believe that this was actually the contest that Dr. Munarriz was talking about.
Which of the following is not a member of Viva Hot Babes?
And I went "Huwaaat?!" Is this really a med quiz bee? Maybe I lost my way in Shangri-La or something. Then they showed the correct answer and cited its source which is FHM September 2004 issue. Here are some of the odd questions they asked:
Which Russian space craft was sent to Saturn on (I forgot the year)?
What do Julius Caesar and Van Gogh have in common?
Which province in the Philippines have the most number of volcanoes?
Who is this celebrity who said: "I don't mind living in a man's world as long as I'm the only woman living in it?"
What animal is called "Jack" when it's male and "Jenny" when it's female?
What painting got stolen from Paris in (I forgot the year)?
There were more of those questions but I've already forgotten about them. Our team got only in the first elimination round. We didn't feel bad that we didn't win. All the top medical schools in the country didn't also make it in the final round. Who would suspect that we'll be given those type of questions? I mean, we thought it was a med quiz bee and we answered all the med-related questions correctly. Maybe we're not that well-rounded students at all. Maybe we have to read a lot of tabloids, FHMs and encyclopedias to win next year.
Wag na Wag Mong Sasabihin
Alright, don't even say a word about it. I know, it's not me. For the love of section CD, we were strained to do it. Yehlen, Jo, and I joined this year's String and Percs. I never sang in front of a crowd before. I never even imagined in my wildest dreams that I would be doing something like this. We rehearsed about only an hour before the contest. Elaine helped us with the blending. (hahaha, akalain mong nag-third voice pa ako? Taray!) We only have 2 songs in our playlist: Never Get Over You and Wag na Wag Mong Sasabihin. Haay, things you learn only in med school. Here are some of our pics:

I'll Never Get Over This Humiliation (from left to right): Y, Jo, Me, and Elaine

doing my solo in Wag na Wag Mong Sasabihin (na di ako marunong kumanta)

My bigay na bigay moments (hahaha!)
Mr. and Ms. Med 2005
I was totally wasted even before the Mr. and Ms. Med started. I was assigned to the programme and I didn't expect that almost everything would be part of my job. My hand was really in pain because I wrote the scripts of the hosts (only to be lost by one of them). My stress level was so high that day, I can't remember how many times I almost throw a real big tantrum. Every pain in my body started to diminish when I saw the candidates in their astounding Greek God and Goddess costumes. The contest started at around 11:30 pm. We were all sleepy and tired. And hungry. It ended at around 2:30 in the morning. Good thing my baby was with me...my comfort blanket.

The bet of our section: Tiff! She actually bagged the 2nd runner up title

Our very dashing class president: Wally boy!
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