Woohoo!

Today, I had love affair with my bed! I literally sore my eyeballs to death! I woke up late, ate brunch, realized there was nothing interesting to do, went back to bed, woke up with the cold breeze blowing through the curtains, heavy rain pouring, went back to sleep, woke up again with heavy rain, decided to go back to sleep, woke up to see manang looking at my groggy face, smiled at her, went back to sleep...it's a vicious cycle! And I looove every moment of it!

Hallelujah!

This post was intended one day before its entry.

After so many years, we finally smiled at each other. :)
After so many months, chocolate croissant is finally back!
After so many weeks, I finally slept like a baby. (My mom had to wake me up because I was laughing in my sleep. Wow.)

This weekend has scanty highlights indeed. But it was definitely a happy one!

So What's The Announcement?

Today was interesting.

Last night while reading through Pediatrics, I decided to take a nap with my ear plugged ("Music of the Night" by Michael Crawford...oh yes, I am crazy about the phantom!) and with my mobile in one hand. I set the alarm for an hour and 45 minutes, and was hoping I would wake up with that thing in my hand. Guess what? I didn't. It still surprises me how I CANNOT wake up with such annoying sound (alarm) and worse, the vibra. I am seriously awed with the fact that somehow, I developed tolerance for my phone alarm it never worked for me anymore.

So after oversleeping and waking up at midnight, I was starting to get frantic about not being able to finish all these piles of reading (you, medical student, must admit you get a lot of that too!), I confronted my phone to ask what the heck is wrong with it/him/her..."you didn't wake me up, silly! you're not being helpful...at all!" But wait a minute (ala AJ), I got a text message from somebody. It was Jun-jun. *evil grin* And even if HE was a bad news, he definitely brought a GOOD NEWS for all I care!! CLASSES ARE SUSPENDED!! (is there even a typhoon?)

So yeah, of course I woke up late this morning with a very big smile on my face! It IS July! Classes are starting to get suspended. I am psyched. I so needed a break from the crazy world of med school! The first weeks were horrible! I mean, I wasn't being really bad but I'm starting to get a habit. For some reasons, it works when I don't finish studying. But when I do, I get disappointed with results. Ironic. And, I must admit that I'm being very difficult to everybody the past weeks. I never took jokes in the morning. Breakfasts were always bland. I was grumpy and wasn't combing my hair. My head was contantly pounding. I was always looking forward to my bed. So I could sleep and not talk to people.

I was having the time of my life. Adobo and coffee for brunch? Couldn't ask for more. THIS IS LIFE FOR ME. And then, I started my Scrubs DVD marathon...started fxing my school files (all the handouts and samplex are crrrazy! and heavy too!)...finished a box of butterfinger stixx (6 sticks, 90 calories each)...ate too many reese's peanut butter cups (mmm...irresistable!!). I am so getting fat(ter)!

This day is over. Classes resume tomorrow.

The Weekend We All Have Been Waiting For

Last Friday, while all the other med students were partying at "the happening" place in Makati, my friends and I were at the other side of the city having our very own definition of fun! Grace and Pat kidnapped me and made me eat this awfully delicious black seafood pasta from Spaghetti Factory. Hence, these scandalous pictures.

Anyway, guess who I bumped into online today? Blueeyedaave! Yes, The blueeyedaave I super missed! He told me about this cool web application called Google Earth. It zooms in areas from around the world! It's hecka scary cool! You just type in an address and it will show you a bird's eyeview of the specified location. Now that's really freaky.

Speaking of, somebody from the other side of the world is frustrated. I wish I was there to squeeze his little shoulders and just tell him "it's gonna be alright" (even though I know that it's just a cliche and it's not REALLY alright...haha!). I'm feeling him. Bad day. Bad tweep. Even so, I hope he knows I still love him...to pieces.