May 2012
I have the most amazing friends and family in the world. Sometimes I wonder how I got so lucky.
Our house is FULL of FREAKING TERMITES. (^&*$^#F$%D$#^&VI&T O* SHIT DAMN FRAKKING HELL.
The pest people had our wooden walls removed and the hateful, HATEFUL, hordes of termites come sprawling out of my room’s doorjam. I know I’m grossing you out but I really need to get this out. My window jam also, apparently, is termite infested.
They practically ruined my whole room and a large part of our house. I seriously think I’m unlucky when it comes to rooms. I sense a conspiracy theory.
The affected part of my room and the walls are gone. My room’s full of dust. Anti-termite medicine has been put in 1 ft. deep holes all over and around the house. AND I’VE NOWHERE TO SLEEP. And I HAVE to sleep with my mom (yes in my parent’s room) until the 1 month assessment stage to check if the *&!ack% termites return.
THIS TOTALLY SUCKS BALLS. And med school starts in about 1 week. I’M TOTALLY SCREWED.
/Rant Over
Death Cab for Cutie - You Are A Tourist | Get
Always a fan of their music.
Days of Our Lives by Restless People

I’ll be cranky in the following months—complaining about how much shool and studying is eating up my time and how hard everything is going to be. It’s how I am, unfortunately. I’d say these things but deep down, I love the stress, the mild anxiety, and learning.
If there’s one thing I will never feel towards my decision, its regret and resentment. And I can be a lot of things, but one thing I’ll never be is a quitter.
WOOOHOO MED SCHOOL. It just sunk in that I’m actually going to be a doctor someday, or 5 years to be exact if all goes well. Cool cool cool.

I’ve said this countless of times here on Tumblr, and anyone who’ve read those posts are probably sick of hearing me say how positively thrilled I am to lug around Langman’s Embryology or meticulously learn and understand the myriad of topics for the 1st year of Medicine. From all the med student blogs I follow here on tumblr, I’ve gathered pertinent information about the early years of med school and have learned that:
- Our school’s learning system, which is PBL or Problem Based Learning, necessitates diligence, time management, and hard work. So I’m putting my responsible student cap on and passing up fall returns of my favorite TV shows for 10 months (or until I’m sure I’ve done my best). :):

- Despite the enormous amount of savings from my education in MSU-College of Medicine, the books costs a fortune. This semester’s tuition fee cost me Php 13, 375.00 or approximately $311, but the books are around Php 5,000.00 or $170. Our tuition is THAT cheap. And to think that our school’s the 5th best performing IN THE COUNTRY, I consider myself pretty lucky *smug smile*. Saved by the Belle says I should consider getting photocopies of the books, or studying from digital copies.
- Getting in med school doesn’t guarantee surviving it, so I’m going to burn the midnight oil, put the pedal to the metal, work my butt of, every single idiomatic expression that pertains to giving my all!. Even if it means sacrificing my social life, I’d do it. It’s not healthy, but with me being a whoop ass home gal and not getting sick of getting stuck at home, alone—this wouldn’t be a problem.

- If I want to pass or, hell, ace exams, I’ve got to do the 3 step program. That’s Pre-read - Read During - Post-read. PBL is a programs that is student centered and if you’re the type of person who likes to be spoonfed all the time, then you wouldn’t survive a semester. It’s a tough and rigid training but it brings out the best in every student. And I’m not planning to flunk at any given time during med school, so ADIOS INTERNET!

I guess that’s probably it, as far as how relateable their advice is to me. ‘ve started decreasing my internet hours for half a year now and I’m glad to say that I no longer get the nagging feeling of wanting to check my email and social network accounts every 15 seconds. Haha. Seriously though, I’m totally free from Internet-withdrawal symptoms! HUZZAH!
Updates on the coming months will be lesser but I’ll find time to share some of my experiences! Wish me luck!
Via Thought Catalog
Accomplishments don’t live in a vacuum. When we have achieved something, when there is a success to announce, you are almost numb to its sweetness unless it’s shared with others — unless you can revel for a few minutes in the congratulations of others. But often, our most precious moments of success come far too late for those who, in some way or another, we have always been trying to impress.
I hate when people don’t realize that followers aren’t just a number. Those are all real people with lives and stories and if you have 100 or 10 000 followers, I think it’s really special that you can be connected to that many people at one time through the internet idk this makes no sense but don’t take your followers for granted okay if you’re reading this and you follow me then I love you I want to bake you cookies because you deserve it.