About Me

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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A friend asked me for an advice. She's super dooper in love with a particular guy in school but she’s not sure whether the guy feels the same. She’s actually considering the idea of courting the guy. As in ligaw with all the chocolates and all the fanatical things that go with it. She asked me whether she should go on with her idea or just wait. Hmmm…I’m not sure if I’m the right person to give her an advice. I guess I had quite the same experience before but I don’t think that I am already the authority in this area. You see, the confusion whether to endorse either of the options roots from the fact that I’ve already tried both. Well, except the chocolates thingy. But yes, I’ve been through a certain phase when I was almost pursuing a guy: waiting up for him, providing all the things he might’ve needed, flattering him, sending sweet texts, making him feel that I’m always there for him, etc. etc. etc. But I tried to be subtle as much as possible. Well, I guess I’ve been too subtle because despite all efforts to make my emotions known, he didn’t notice it. Or maybe he noticed, but then he simply didn’t feel the same. So deadma. But despite this failure, I couldn’t advice my friend to do the extreme. Her second option, which is to wait, sounds more sensible and more upright. But based on my experience, waiting is still not a guarantee that one day, this guy would suddenly pop out at the doorstep saying that you’re the love of his life. I once waited for a guy for 3 years. And then he had a girlfriend. That’s when I realized that I’ve been waiting in vain. Even after he and his girlfriend splitted up, I told myself that I can’t wait for him any longer. He could still have another girlfriend anytime, maybe marry someday. He’s been living his life, and I’ve reminded myself that I have my own life too. So now I’m stuck between the two options, I don’t know what to tell my friend. I couldn’t wave either of the two as a sure recipe to her guy’s heart. Well, I’ve only been basing my thoughts from my own experience. But then not all people would end up with a fate like mine, right?

At first, I was watching American Idol Season 4 because of Constantine. But these past few weeks, I was hooked to the show because of Bo Bice! Yep, he's definitely the man. I like his style and he sings really really well. I think Carrie only had her edge at the final song because it sounds better with a girl singing it. Plus, the song doesn't belong to Bo's genre and style...it's just not him. But still, I believe that he has the potential to make it really big after the contest. As in he's Super Papalicious Bo Bice!!!

It was actually Rhen who tagged the whole barkada into this idea. She wanted to do something out of the ordinary and she got bored already with bump cars in SM so we decided to try skating. The last time I skated was like 9 years ago with my highschool friends. I can't seem to remember how to move about with the blades. To my surprise, I still know how to glide on ice. A little bit shaky at first but some minutes later, my legs got the hang of it, and my body poised properly to achieve my natural equilibrium. We looked funny at first, my friends wouldn't let go of the side beams, so they moved in a single file. Later on, Angel and Tiff tried skating without holding on the beams. We continued to progress after 2 hours, moving along with the other tiny kids who looked really cute in their ice skating costumes. They skated better than us, as in way better than us! There was even this one girl who kept on showing me off with her moves. Well, I won't be intidimidated by her cause although she has the technique and the ability to perform a few stunts, I have grace! Go watch the ESPN, girl!

Haaay...it seems that I can't use my money to buy a new cellphone. Akala ko kasi, Harrison's lang ang kelangan ko. Yehlen told me yesterday that I need to buy books pa for Surgical Pathology, Otolaryngology, Legal Med, etc. etc. which all in all cost 7000 pesosesoses. That means kulang na money ko to buy a phone with a camera. Yup, gusto ko may camera so that I won't have to wait for other people to upload pics for me when I want to put pics here in my blog. Hay, too sad.

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I watched John Q in vcd yesterday. I bought that cd in a sale in Megamall last Monday and it was Jomai who recommended it. Touching daw kasi. Well, the term touching is an understatement. I cried all throughout the movie. After the movie ended, I cried pa rin. The movie was very moving. It's about a simple construction worker, John Q (Denzell Washington), whose 9-year-old son needs an immediate heart transplant. His medical insurance won't cover for the expenses and the other government agencies won't extend help. He's totally broke. So he decided to take an emergency room hostage because he was left with no other option. In desperation, he decided to take his own life so that his heart can be used to replace his son's. A total act of love. Fortunately, just seconds before he pull the trigger of his gun, a fax came saying that a compatible heart donor is available for his son's transplant. The transplant came out successful but John Q had to face the consequences of his actions. There was a trial and the hostage incident became a national issue. The movie ended without telling whether he was acquitted of his crime. The decision was left for the viewers to make. Hay, sadness...This movie is a must see for medical students. It depicts the moral dilemma we have to face in medical practice especially when it involves selfish policies of health insurances. Also it showed the common problem in hospitals wherein the patient won't be admitted and receive the appropriate medical treatment unless the family shows a proof that they can pay. Sadness talaga...

It's been three years since the last time I visit my lola in San Juan. And I guess if it wasn't for my nephew's circumcision, I still won't be able to see my relatives. The place changed already, there are a lot of new establishments and some houses that I used to pass by which are not there anymore. And since I'm not used to these new changes, I circled San Juan and Sta. Lucia 3 times before I figured out how to get into my lola's house. I was really exhausted and hungry by the time I got there. My lola and aunt were really delighted to see me. I missed my lola's cooking...she really cooks well, as in. Nobody cooks paksiw and sinigang better than her. She got thinner now, due to the protein wasting brought about by old age, plus the surgery she underwent last year. I never realized how much I missed her until I saw her again. She has always been the source of strength of our family. She's a woman of strong principles and strict moral values. Very very conservative.

My nephew, who was to be circumcised, broke the world record yesterday for having the loudest scream. It's like he megaphoned to the whole Sta. Lucia that he's being circumcised. He freaked out big time, he nearly threw off everything around him. There were three people who were trying to fasten him down, his mom (who's my cousin), my other nephew, and me. He kept on wiggling, screaming, and crossing his legs (so how the hell was I gonna clamp his thing, right?). But after minutes of struggling, I was able to finish it. Surprisingly, after locking his last stitch, he simply got off his feet, put on his shorts, asked money from his mom, and went out of their house holding his shorts. He paraded the whole street with that I-just-got-circumcised walk. It's funny how some boys nearly tear the house down from crying then walk off as if they're the bravest creature on earth. Sayang lang, we weren't able to voice record everything he said during the process, you know, something to laugh at after 10 years. Or something to blackmail him with when he already have a girlfriend.