Saturday, October 25, 2008
mindless chatter
I need to write. Oh c'mon. It's been like...months already.I've lost the knack of blogging...or even writing. That part of my brain which holds all knowledge gained from years of English classes has finally been occupied by my increasing collection of medical information...which by the way still can't fit in this brain of mine. From "endless" Psych papers way back in college, I have now mastered the art of writing medical reports...which by the way doesn't necessarily follow grammar rules. So flunk me now.
Anyway, first sem's over, and I have wasted a 12-day vacay (darn it!). First 3 days were spent for community service (that's sort of a "thank you" pay for my scholarship), 2 days for a med mish in Batangas (nope...no circumcision involved), and the rest for bumming here at home. I got out from time to time...no big deal. Attended fashion week's gala night (coz I have a landscape architect-slash-fashion designer-slash-slash-slash for a sister) and had dinner at Amici once for the supposedly celeb of Nida's birtday which ended up all wrong (at least we had fun playing...keber to all people). And to think of it, I have a few months left before the big "I"...which will also mean no more regular TV hours (boohoo!), no more sleeping (oh...just a lil bit here and there and everywhere), and no more bathing (no way! =p). Hopefully, I pass my subjects first. There's my most hated OB subject and the so-so Med to worry about.
First sem's kinda tricky. First of all, I seem to be forgetful...I'm talking about my long term memory. Probably the lack of sleep has made my LTM bank weaker. I've gained stronger friendships now...but I feel like there's something wrong with me. Basta. Long explanation. I've been seeing a lot of Amici...like every birthday and every event imaginable (OA na). Isa pang OA...it's not a good year "health-wise". Lots of relatives getting sick (stroke, tumor, and lotsa surgeries) and Uncle Boni dying. And of course, me getting bigger. I bet I've tipped of the scale to overweight. I've developed the preference to wear more dresses coz my pants don't fit me well na. Haha. =p I've been seeing less of Papa also...he's been working and doing lots of Kiwanis stuff now that he's the governor. I sometimes join the Kiwanis parties...and worry about my outfit...if I ever feel the need to do some traveling and socializing...with Papa's very "plastic" opponents. Grr...I really hate them. They're old people acting like kids. You can just imagine.
So there again...I'm done with my stories. I'm just boring myself. And now I'm bored. So there. Haha. =p
You know you love me, XOXO. --> Harhar.
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