Today is...

...July 24, Saturday 
 
As I type this, I don’t really know what it is I want to come out of this. I just want to WRITE a story. I’m sure I’ve had a go at this writing thing more times than I care to remember. There’s a comic book story about teenagers with super-powers on the run from government agent types (not an original concept, I know)… a novella/screenplay about love seemingly shallow, far-out, all-corny and yet, hopefully, endearing at the same time (with a “kissing” scene that can’t be beat...!). Digging deeper, there is also… yikes. another comic book story, this time about 3 friends from a University who, while acting out their Superbowl fantasies in a muddy field, accidentally find an ancient scarab in the guise of a rubber cockroach with supernatural powers and can turn dreams and ideas into reality (Ian Omero and Charlie Nakar… eto yung story natin!)
 
A “frustrated writer”, a “would-be comic book artist” and a struggling medical student who thinks he’s in way over his head… and who hasn't slept a wink in over 40 hours, so i guess i'll have to continue this some other time. (hmm, which story to write, which story...)
 

one day more

or, as i've been humming for the past day or two...
"isang tulog na lang...!" as in that old Jolibee ad on tv.

as (probably) none of you know, i'm a medical intern who shouldn't have the time to surf the Net much less maintain a blog. however, i've been putting this writing thing on hold for the longest time, it seems, and if this is the outlet for me to write, then so be it. enough of this, for now, will just serve up a few tidbits on why this blog exists in later posts, along with other stories, fictional or otherwise.

"isang tulog na lang, Jolibee na naman!
ang araw lulubog, bukas mabubusog...!"

tama ba? anyhoo, one day more and i'm out of the pediatrics ward for good. Good riddance? well, not really, but close enough. pediatrics as a specialization is among the last of my considerations after i pass the board exams for medicine (naks! confident na confident a!). for one, i don't think i have the patience to deal with (at least) 2 patients, the parent & child, for each consult. it's depressing enough as it is to see so many kids (especially in the Philippines) sick and dying of illnesses otherwise curable/manageable/preventable if not for poverty playing such a significant factor. each time i face a patient, whether at the Out-Patient or wards, i have that thought lingering at the back of my mind.

my other rants about pediatrics are much less... serious (significant?), bordering on petty and childish. gusto ko medyo "benign" na rotation, hehe. sino bang ayaw? i don't want to end my day physically spent and emotionally drained with nothing look forward to except lie down and sleep, knowing full well i'd be facing the same situation the following day.

i'm just venting here. i really want to be a doctor, a good one at that, such that wherever you put me, i'll do my best for my patients, even if sometimes the best i can do for them is to "make do" with what i have. there is a silver lining to this cloud, rest assured, which i'll hopefully share soon.

how this post turned out to be serious is beyond me. i just wanted to say, "hey! i'm out of the toxic pediatric wards! i'll finally have some time for myself, my friends, my interests..."

one day more. ang galing lang talaga, 'no? last duty ko bukas, kung kailang shifting out na kami... oh well. ganun talaga e. 

untitled (for K.M.W.S.)

like a soapy bubble
the kind children create
and play with
 
drifting
to where the breeze takes me
content to simply being
afloat
 
not really expecting
(possibly, hoping)
to fly upwards just
onwards
 
yet mostly just wanting
not to fall...
 
hit the ground...
 
and inevitably
 
burst