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[30 June 2007] Starting to feel the pressure
Imagine this: You're just in your 3rd week in med school.

You come to class. You don't understand anything. But you see your classmates nodding to what the professor was saying, raising their hands, answering his questions.

You come to a review. You don't remember what they're talking about. But you see your classmates calling out the parts of the brain even before the student holding the reviews did, correcting him even, throwing in explanations and associating its function.

You go home. And you start asking youself:

Why am I here?
Am I in the right place?
Am I really supposed to be here?
Can I really do this?

Then, you cry.


[20 June 2007] The Longest Hour of My Life
I've never been in so much bliss, yet at the same time in so much torment in my whole life. A few meters away was that someone who I don't see too often, but with even just a glimpse of his smile, my knees get weak and my heart skips a beat. But just a feet away was someone whom I can't stand being in the same room with.

I would never have imagined that tachycardia and bradychardia at the same time was actually possible. Very serious.


[13 June 2007] Pre-birthday thoughts
With the face & heart (not to mention, height!) of a teenager, how could I ever feel like in my 20s???

Seriously though, I don't feel any older. And it's not that I'm just in denial. I've already accepted that I'm turning twent........ twent..... twenty...... twenteen...... twenteen-one in a few hours!

Haha, fine. 21, then.

Twenty-one friggin' years of SSB-ness, but nonetheless, they were great years! And I'm very thankful for everything and everyone that made them great. And of course, I couldn't be grateful enough to Him for giving me another year, and hopefully more years (at least after I graduate Med school, pass the board exam, practice, specialize, finally remove my SSB status, get married, have kids and have grandkids... basically, I hope the Lord will give me many many more years ) to come for me!

Happy Happy Birthday to the gorgeous people who were born on the same day, especially KC (Banzon), KC (Vinluan), Nadine and Jeella!