so this entry is for you. 10-14-1990

yes. you.  you have given me a lot of happiness this past year..and i really wish it continues.  you are a blessing.  your smile puts butterflies in my stomach. and your laugh is as contagious as measles.  and i dont think ill ever get immune from it.

yes you have your mood swings..your mood swings get so bad that sometimes i just wanna swing a hammer on your face. but kidding aside.  despite your mood swings, you make every moment i spend with you..interesting, fun, and memorable.  not a day goes by where i havent smiled or laughed because of the things u say or do.  you are my equal.

we are both strong-willed. we are both stubborn. we are both prideful.  we are both pasaway.

so on this 14th of october, i would like to greet you happy birthday, my pangit baboy.  i have  never met anyone that has pushed me to become a better person..and to always support me when im feeling down.  and i really hope that you continue to support me thru med school and beyond.

and from the bottom of my heart, i would like to say..i love you.

happy birthday.

Hmph. I already miss you, poknot.


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Been awhile

Since I used this phone to blog.

So why am I blogging? Coz I'm really excited to sleep. Haha. Sounds stupid, but yeah. Coz when I got back home from clinicals around 2200 hours, the house was clean, it was nice and dark and all you could here was the pitter-patter of the rain on my roof.

Man, I'm about ready to knock out. So yeah, peace out, world.

Awesome guy


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so it's finally happenin g

so.ive enrolled to medical school..ill be starting in sept. 2011.  its crazy to actually think about it, you know? like 3 years ago..i was just playing around with the idea..then 2 years ago, i started doing research to amuse myself..then 1 year ago..when i started clinicals..that's when i knew..i knew i wanted to become a physician..i wanted to be the one in control of the situation..and u know..while having that drive the past 3 years..it's kinda surreal to see it finally happening..in less than a year for that matter.

and no doubt, im excited as hell..this dream has been on my mind 25/7 366 days a year..i cant stop thinking about it you know?  im excited to see what i become within the next 4 years..and im not trying to be conceited,but i know ill make a damn good doctor..i know i will..i can just feel it..u know..sometimes u get that feeling inside ur stomach about a certain situation?  well i have that about me becoming a physician.

i know im gonna be graduating from a different country..but shit..ppl in the states better not make the mistake of underestimating my abilities.  ive had some haters before, and ive proved them wrong time and time again.  and im willing to do it again to earn my place in the hospital.

and another thing..today..we had to watch a convocation for the new nurses my school pumped out this past year..the ones that passed the boards..and u know..congrats to all of them.. im excited for my fellow classmates. im excited to see them pass the boards..but yeah..anyways, when i saw them u know celebrating..it's like..i couldnt really relate to their joy, while my other classmates could almost identify with the joy the new grads were experiencing.  reason being?  coz im at that point right now..where medical school is not optional anymore..im at the point where..my mind has solidified the fact that med school is after this..so yes..i will be graduating this march, but it's not over..this battle is won, but the war is not over.
ok..so stop here..if you guys find affection or intimacy gross..stop reading...NOW!

along this journey of mine..ive met numerous ppl..some ive hated, others im apathetic to..but one of them..ive learned to love..ive learned to change for the better for this person..and she is my girlfriend..she is from the philippines..and yes we do have some cultural clashes, but we always work on it..

and due to me being fil-am she believes that she'll never be good enough for me..whenever she sees a foreigner or what have you, she starts to feel obsolete...unworthy, not good enough.

but in reality..it's the opposite..this woman has taught me to be patient, to not yell, to be kind without expecting something back..her eyes, her lips, her smile, her laugh, her voice (especially) are more than enough for me..she's perfect the way she is..no foreigner or girl from my past will ever get in the way of that. 

i plan to bring her home with me after med-school..i plan to get all ugly and old with her..call me crazy, but  im in love with her..im in love with jhemari azuro.

and we will work it out..when i go to med school..it will require a lot of patience, but it can be done..and it will be done.

09-01-2011...so it begins.

For Jhemari.

I promise:

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-to never delete our old memories
-to never take away your keys
- to never walk out on a fight
-to never push you to other guys
-to never "break up" with you to solve a fight
-to never take you for granted
-to never hide my feelings
-to never hide any conflicts in my head
-to never prolong a fight
-to never belittle you


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-to love you
-to hold you when it's cold
-to hold your hand when you're scared
-to make things worthwhile when we're together
-to kiss you when your lips need company
-to hug you, when youre feeling down
- to wipe your tears when it's raining on your face
-to have a better temper
-to love you until the day I die.


Yes, readers.  I mean all of that.  I know it's too early to tell, but this girl is something else.  YOU ARE MY SA NODE, AV NODE, PURKINJE FIBERS, AND BUNDLE BRANCH.

Let it be done.

I have to.

Because it's God's will.


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SHART part 1

i kinda delayed this entry.  and it's a pretty important event..maybe i delayed it coz i was too busy, ididnt think much of it, or i was too embarrassed..either way..my moms wanted me to post an entry regarding this situation...so here goes.

before i begin the entry, i would like to introduce a term that is not widely known here in the philippines..it is the term, "SHART". it is a mix of "fart and shit". it is the action of shit coming out of your butt when u fart...so with that being said, let's begin.

so im out on clinicals and i finish up assisting in the OR (not much assisting, just handed the surgeon his instruments) and i feel this like gassy/bubbly feeling in my stomach...i dont really think much of it..so i just fart and stuff like i usually do..and it relieves a little bit of the gas..so i exit the OR and walk out to meet my other classmates..and i start talkin to em while farting silently to relieve the gas..after a few minutes of pointless banter, i take my seat, play "unblock me" on my phone for a few minutes, when SUDDENLY i feel another bubbly in my stomach..being stupid and all, i thought it was regular bubbly feeling, so i stand up to make it look incognito and  i let one out............................THEN THE UNTHINKABLE HAPPENS.

i feel like a little air pocket got stuck in between my cheeks after i let it out..so i adjust my butt cheeks accordingly..then i start to feel this jelly-like feeling in alternating between my left and right butt-cheek..so im like.."  OH SHIT!!!"  so im like panicking now..but not showing it..and my classmates ask me, "dude, miguel..are you ok?" im like.."yeah, im good..i just had a good fart..that's all"  and then they say "did u just poop your pants?" and im thinking, maybe it was just water (stupid hoping..water??? cmon miguel!) so im like "no..are you kidding me? of course i didnt." so yeah.  i really needed to check.so .i walk around a corner..and DISGUSTING STUFF WILL NOW BE REVEALED, SO IF U WISH NOT TO CONTINUE, SKIP THE SEGMENT AFTER THIS WARNING AND CONTINUE AFTER THE NUMBER 7

so i stick my finger into my pants..and i start feeling around for a some poop..and lo and behold, my finger hits the jackpot..i feel a gel-like consistency on the bottom portion of my boxer briefs..so i take my finger out and look at it..there's no green smear like i expected..so i take a whiff of it..and it just smells like nothing..so im like. "hmm..maybe it IS just water.." but when i walk it feels like i have flubber in my boxers dancing around in between my ass-crack...so i tell my gf..that im gonna to the bathroom..and she decides to tag along..and by now..im walking like i just dropped the soap in alcatraz...so she asks me "miguel, are you sure, u didnt poop yourself? and with a smile, i say "no..i didnt."


7

so after walking around like i just got raped in the butt, i finally get to the bathroom..i slowly pull down my pants while saying "this cant be happening.."..and then i move on to pulling down the boxers..then!

then part 2 of the shart story shall continue another day..tune in.