MED PININGS numero une

with med looming over the horizon, it is very much impossible to skip days without leaving the house, stretching a leg or just merely yawning. i am currently busy finishing the last of my med requirements before class starts in june.
manila has been the least of my most-wanted-places-on-earth and the thought of going back and forth everyday would mean more alveolar killings, pulsating headaches and a clammy/ eeky/ greasy feeling--- all of which i havent felt in diliman (or could have but at the minimum).

a candy dream of medicine is not what it is in reality.

i havent had a total experience of med life, but having the experience of traffic and pollution has given me a tinge of what will be LIFE in the next 5 years.
suffocating. crampy. sickening.

med life still happy. happy. happy.
-- i take my 3 last words back--

numero deux:
i have always been open about my status with bry. i have tried to end it once but due to some circumstances that i cannot hold, i kept trusting and funding a few more investments.
whatever bryan's ordeal is with med, it is absolutely a self inflicting case. i've had all the experiences of persuading him and apparently, he only sees what he wanted to see.
the best i can do is to hope that someday his brain will have room good enough to accomodate a few more explanations and a bigger occipital cortical area to see beyond his intended limits.

*seems like im being tug-o-warred*