Bittersweet Symphony.

It's been a while since I've been here. Med school just took away my life, completely turned it around and I'm still under the mythical kaleidoscope that it's spinning me into. Well, I'm here again because for the longest time I haven't found the time to visit my blog, and now that I do, I'm all out of words. Hell, even pictures.
So, before I go back to my books, let me tell you. Med School is my piece of Hell on Earth. But when you look at it closely, it's not actually fire you're seeing. Well, I dunno what that is either, but when I figure it out, I'll tell you. This is the best kind of Hell I've been into.
Dream on, bloggers! :-)

Manila, Philippines.

Pictures from my epic weekend.

GRACE.

I found these photos from my cousin's computer. I thought I had them all deleted. Ghaaad. I miss her. I miss Grace. =(


Circa 2006.

Chico's Wedding.

Some pictures I took from my brother's wedding.

My Sister, Kaiii.

Some of the photos I took this afternoon.

I Love You.

And I know that I'm drunk but I'll say the words
And she'll listen this time even though they're slurred
Dialed her number and confessed to her
I'm still in love but all I heard was nothing

The Script, Nothing

I'll Say It All In A Song

At Last.

Bank reference: ***********
Payment date: 2011-02-22
Payment method: Bank deposit
Payment status: PAID

This, my friends, marks the beginning of a decade-long journey to the most-coveted land of medical professionals licensed to heal.

Golf? I'd Rather Gulp.

The 64th Philippine Airlines Interclub Golf Tournament was a blast, considering that nothing unexpected happened. But as a bystander for medical emergencies, it was, to me, a bit of a bore. But luckily, I found company in the words of Frank McCourt through his book Angela's Ashes; drank a lot of Coke Zero and Del Monte Pineapple juice; took the players' blood pressures all throughout the duration of the event; blogged through my phone; read an old edition of the Medical Blue Book; witnessed everything and everyone as they came and passed by.

It was boring, but it surely was worth my time considering there were lots of emergency operations those days back at the hospital. At least, at the Golf Club, it wasn't that toxic. I'll be returning there for the Men's Division come Wednesday. I hope it would just come and go as expected.

Cheers to the players!

HELP me!

Hi. My name is Trikstar. And I am bored.

I am stuck here, doing some medical work at an interclub golf tournament, and I am deeply, honestly and irritatingly bored. Thanks to my stethoscope and sphygmomanometer, I am the frequent stop-by of players who wanted to have their pressures checked before and after the game. I am even the constant stop-over of waiters and waitresses. I have a book with me to keep me some company, if only for a while.

So help me. I am bored. My digits: 0927 vtv mygy

Help me kill the time.

The Light

Follow the light

For there are questions

Even Google doesn't have an answer to.

Nothing Left to Say

Happiness is a word unspoken; a cheek to touch, a life that begins.

Excuse Me

Valentine's Day is so overrated. It is an excuse for the hopeless romantic, a tragedy for the broken, liberty for the skeptic.

I am single. And so, pardon my words.

February Fever

In commemoration of the fiesta of Our Lady of Lourdes, the Del Monte team came up with a series of activities, starting with a Fun Run which was open to all, even to civilians not in connection with Del Monte. They also had a cheerdance competition and get this, a boxing tournament! All throughout, I've been assigned as one of the medical team sent to cover the event. Good thing there were no untoward incidents, and the day ended up funny and well. :-)

Runners with the picturesque Mt Kitanglad behind them

Amid the early morning rays

The medical team: Me, Cora (midwife), Rose (nurse), Doc Candy and JunJun (ambulance driver)

The boys: Sir Charles, Me, JunJun and Rolin (nurse)

The Grounds

Kids at Play

Happy Feet

A kiddo buying some street candy

Rolin enjoying the show

Even passers-by were enjoying

Kids practicing for their competition

Drumline

Legs!

Pink Rangers!

Even Mr Balloon Man was there, too!

Miguel made it to the cut, too!

This team didn't make it, but they were still ecstatic

Mark's pets

The Boxing Competition (where the boxers came over in their "parang napadaan lang" attire) LOL

Kids took comfort from the pouring rain under the boxing ring!

The events just get better year after year! Camp Phillips is truly the place to be :-)