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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I feel like a soaked veggie right now (huh?)...see, I am even positive for neologisms and I don't know why. Maybe it's just my hormones, female cycle is really complicated, it makes my brain soggy (huh again?) Alright, alright, I feel like I have to make a blog update so I'll try as much as my soggy brain could to make a levelheaded entry.

I did what I said I'm gonna do with my self-proclaimed-one-day-sem-break. Yes, it's only one day and I can't ask for more. Can't even complain. I am not complaining. I don't wanna complain. Enough. And so I cleaned my room, vacuumed every corner of it, polished all the wooden furnitures I have, and arrange my books and other school stuff. I gave Shian a bath, as I promised. Since I didn't wanna waste my momentum, I also gave our other dogs a bath. And also our neighbors' dogs. And as if not contented, I even thought of throwing the cats into the water. I just figured they wouldn't like it and would probably scratch me, so I decided not to do so. I watched tv after that. It's so nice to have the remote control all by yourself, switching channels endlessly and aimlessly, watching and making sense out of the chinese and japanese channels. And mind you, without the guilt. I watched about 5 shows of Discovery channel and I felt really pleased to put other sensible things into my head besides medical stuff. And then I watched Hallmark channel for like 5 hours straight. I was really really happy. I would remember that day forever (sniff...sniff).

So enough about my one-day-break. Let's talk about my much dreaded topic: my shifting exams' results. First Shifting was really good. I was kinda surprised with my second shifting results. It was like a major twist and turn of events, I could almost imagine making an omelette out of my grades. The subjects I thought I've studied thoroughly for the exams gave me so-so grades. From quite respectable grades last shifting, they slid down, way way down to the almost unimaginable. Not failing the subject doesn't give me any satisfaction, or relief. I was never aiming for the top but I've always had my standards at least above average. And getting those grades were like a wake-up call that maybe, I am being too complacent about my studies. On the other hand, the results of the subjects that I wasn't able to study well surpasses my expectations. Remember when I said in my previous blog that I slept through my Medicine review and woke up the next morning really afraid because I wasn't even able to lift a page of my book? I surprisingly got a good grade. I don't know if it's because the topic was cardiology which is my favorite among all the systems or it's because of God's mercy, He doesn't want me to feel really depressed. Speaking of depression, I am ruling in the possibility that my depression could actually be due to my hormonal imbalance, because checking on my calendar, I don't feel depressed for the past few days. I feel kinda...like a soggy veggie.

I did a series of stress-relieving activities this past week. I went into videoke with my friends. Singing is such an effective serotonin-releasing activity. I sang a couple of songs, really enjoyed it, enjoyed it so much I thought of having the videoke machine all by myself. Ofcourse I didn't do it, singing with friends is more fun than singing alone. And just when I thought that we're at the peak of our enjoyment, the "Sleighride" song just finished without any warning. Gone just like that. And then last Friday, I felt like I don't wanna go home early. We decided to go to Janice's party. I ate a lot. Then drank at least 6 shots of tequilla. I was in my laughing trip mode. Everyone thought (well, for those who've seen me drunk for the first time) that I was really drunk and that I've lost my sense of being altogether. I even remember Ramil attempting to make me believe that I owe him 500 bucks. Hehehe, Ramil, you should try your luck next time. And Marlon, you're the official "boy bastos." Alcohol had an ecstatic effect on me, I could have almost started believing it could make my worries disappear. I was really euphoric. But then I know that I should not do it again. (Sorry Janice, I think I could really not be a member of the regular drinking sprees). I was really really worried about what my boyfriend's mom would think of me. It's not such a good thing to remember about me.

I watched Lord of War last Wednesday (I think). I thought I wouldn't like it because I'm tired of all the films in which the producers devise their titles with "lord of .... (something)" thinking that they would get the same blockbusting charm of the Lord of the Rings. Anyway, it's not about any hobbits or elves. It's about a man who works as an agent, or as a dealer of weaponry to terrorists, rebels, virtually to any group who can pay. It's more of a morality issue movie. Really nice. I liked it.

My soggy brain is tired. Hmm...I'll try to do something about it, maybe hang it dry for a few minutes. See, I am tired...